Pinky Promise (On Hold)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! So this is my first story on Wattpad. I've been reading books on Wattpad for a couple years now but Bridget and I just made our account not too long ago. As I said before, this is my first story and I've read so many good stories I hope mine becomes one of them. I hope you enjoy my story!

CHAPTER 1:

AIMEE'S POV

"You remember Isaac Kelley, right Aimee?" my mother questioned. "The Kelley's are moving back tomorrow.

"Mhmm," I respond, scrolling through my texts. "Hey mom, can I go sleepover Mel's tomorrow?"

"Haven't you been listening to a word I said, young lady?!" My mom scolds. "Aimee Rose Carter! Isaac and his family are moving back for his senior year. I invited them over to dinner tomorrow night. I need you to be home and ready to help me." Mom looks up from the kitchen counter. "Make sure you wear a dress tomorrow, too. You need to look nice."

It's just the Kelley's. I don't really need to dress up. "Mo-om," I whined. "I know them, they know me. Why dress up? It isn't like I'm going to be making a first impression."

"Danielle sent me pictures not to long ago. You know, Isaac doesn't look too bad... I figured that all the girls would be over him when he started school next week. Why not give you a chance before they get their hands on him?" My mom slyly grins and throws me a wink over her shoulder.

"Mom! Ew, no. Just no. We're friends. Just friends! If even," I say, mumbling the last part under my breath.

"You never know darling. You never know." My mother shook her head knowingly, before going back work.

******THE NEXT DAY: 5:30 P.M.******

The Kelley's were supposed to be here in about an hour. I picked up my yellow summer dress. It was a deep yellow material that complimented my tan, sun-kissed skin and ended a couple of inches above my knee.I brushed on some mascara and put on a thin line of eyeliner to make my chocolate brown eyes pop. I also put on a coat of light pink lip gloss. Crap, it was 6! I only had 30 minutes to do my hair! Deciding on something quick and easy to do, I mixed water, sea salt, and conditioner in a spray bottle and sprayed some of the mixture on my hair. After letting it sit for a moment, I brushed my hair out letting it sit in perfect beach waves.

The doorbell rung. Just in time! Despite my hatred of heels, I wore a pair of brown, leather heels that had an open toe. I was short, thus the heels. But I was clumsy. Very, very clumsy. I slid them on and adjusted the buckles to fit my ankles.

"Aimee, come down!" my 12 year old brother hollered up the stairs.

"Calm yourself Mike! I'm coming!" I yelled back. In our large suburban house, I live with my mom, my dad, and my little, nosy younger brother Mike. My older sister Ella is in college studying to be a marine biologist and she is 21. My older brother Jaxon is 27 and he's an actuary who is married to his high school sweetheart. His proposal was so incredibly romantic, but that's another story for another time.

Okay, I get it. Yes, my entire family is smart. Yes, my parents pressure me into doing well. Am I smart? Sure, whatever floats your boat! Depends on what kind of smart though. Academics. Easy! 4.0 GPA. Streets? Not so much. I'm a little naive, but not completely and utterly stupid.

I took my time down the stairs. Even though my shoes barely had a heel on them, knowing me I would faceplant on the carpet with nothing in my way when I was barefoot. So the stairs were right next to the door and being my clumsy self I -

"Oomph," Great, I made a fool of myself the first day they're back! "Sorry," I squeak. I give the muscley figure in front of me a sheepish smile.

"Clumsy as ever, huh Aims?" I look up to be greeted with a grey shirt. Too tall. Tall person alert! Tall person alert! Trailing my eyes upward I'm greeted with a set of perfectly pink lips. One corner was tugged up into a cocky smirk.

"Isa!" I exclaim. I went through this phase where I gave everyone nicknames. But Isaac, what kind of nickname would the name Isaac get? His middle name was James. So it was Isa or Jamie. Haha. They both annoyed him so much. He always complained that the names made him sound like a girl. Touché. But that was the fun in it!

"Rosie," Isaac smirks. I am not a little kid! Humphh! "Isa is a green iguana from Dora who loves to garden. I am not Isa."

"Awww! I can imagine you. Little, green, and gardening. And how do you know that?! You have a suckish memory! Ohmigod! You watch Dora," I exclaim as a lightbulb goes off in my head.

"You're such an a-" he grumbles.

"Apple pie!" I interject.

"Stop being a bi-" he tries again.

"Bicycle! I'm hurt. I'm nothing like a bicycle," I shoot back.

"Stop fu-"

"Fungi,"

"-interrupting me!" Isaac exclaims.

"Isaac. But you lurve me soo soo much! And you just came back. I'm sowwy," I say jutting out my bottom lip and widening my eyes slightly. "C'mon. Lets go before someone notices we're missing."

Aimee, what the fudging popsicle sticks are you doing? You glued almost every piece of your heart together and vowed not to open it for anyone. The wise guy, err, girl inside of my says.

But what about Mel? I counter.

She's different. She didn't leave you and give you trust issues, did she?!

Isaac's been my friend forever!

When did you last talk to him, huh?

A couple minutes ago, actually. It was nice.

Don't act smart with me young lady! I meant before today.

Okay, we're the same person! I'm not acting smart with anyone, I'm acting smart with myself. And we're the same age! To answer your, wait my, question: 9 years...

Exactly.

Okay, okay. You're right. I put up my walls for a reason and I'm not going to bring them down so easily.

So this was Chapter 1! How did you guys like it? Please tell other people about my story if you enjoy it! It would really mean a lot to me!! Hope you guys liked it! Vote, comment, and fan! Please give me some feedback. I have absolutely no idea if people are reading this or if they like it. So please comment and vote!

Love Julie!