*Noah’s POV*
“Hey, Noah?”
I turn to look see Aiden with puppy dog eyes.
“Yeah?”
“Can you invite Isabelle to join us at lunch? We want to meet her.”
“Of course I can.”
I easily agree especially with Aiden. He is the youngest among us, and he is very innocent. Something with him just gets to us. I quickly call up isabeele to see if she can come
“Hello?”
“Hey Isabelle!”
“Noah! How was Jordan and your other friends?”
“Umm… not happy at first but I ‘talked’ to them and we are good now”
“I feel like that ‘talk’ was not talking.”
“Ehh… yeah it was more of a shout but yeah.”
“Ohh I see”
“Yeah, but I have a question.”
“Ok, what is it?”
“Well my friends want to meet you so I was wondering if you would come get lunch with us.”
“Of course! I would love to meet them!”
“Awesome, so can you be ready in like 15 minutes?”
“Yeah, I’m at Ciara’s flat. Wait, am I meeting you somewhere or are you picking me up?”
“We can pick you up, so you’re at Ciara’s place?
“Yeah you can just get me from there.”
“Great! See you soon!”
“Ok bye!”
“Bye!”
*end call*
“Hey guys she can go!” I shout so all the boys can hear. From a distance I can hear Aiden screaming from excitement.
*Izzy POV*
“Ciara! Do you have clothes I can borrow??”
“Um, sure? But you know you are wearing clothes right?”
“Really? Of course I know, but Noah is having me meet his friends and I need good clothes.”
“Meet his friends?! Oh gurl this is serious.”
“Do you have clothes or no.”
“Yes! Can I pick the outfit? Please?”
“OK…”
“Yay!”
I watch as she skips off to find an outfit. I walk to her bathroom and quickly throw my hair into a ponytail leaving a few short pieces on the side to frame my face. Feeling satisfied I put on some eye shadow with a light brown base color and darker brown in my crease. As I hear Ciara come down the hall, I quickly throw on mascara. She walks in telling my clothes are in her bedroom. I jog down the hall to her room. Looking at her alarm clock I see I have over 5 minutes to get ready. I look to see a black crop top tank that says “I would rather wear flower crowns on my head than diamonds on my neck” white high waisted shorts and a red varsity jacket. I walk to the side and trip on something. I look down to see there are also black convers waiting for me. I throw on my clothes and run back to the bathroom to make sure I look ok. I run to the living room and pull on the jacket, just in time too. I hear a knock at the door and turn to Ciara.
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On the Edge of Love *on hold*
Подростковая литератураIsabelle knew Noah years ago, but she doesn't know it. Every memory of his is gone, as if he never even existed. That is until she sees him four years after he left her.