Rescued Into Love

Chapter One

I walk out of the car out of the passenger seat and close the door. I turn back to see my dad in the driver seat with a goofy smile he always has on his face. 
“You have fun today, alright kiddo.”
“Yeah yeah, have fun, do my work, don’t talk to boys, and come home. I know dad.”
“You forgot one thing.”
“What?” I ask trying to think what I could have forgotten.

“I love you Bella.”
“I love you too dad.” 
With that my dad rolls up my window and drives off to work. I turn back around and head to the building. With a cup of coffee in one hand and the other holding the strap of my bag I walk inside and look around for my friends. I run into Zoe by her locker and look inside to see she is putting her books inside.
“Hey Zoe.”
Zoe jumps a little and starts to smile. 

“Oh, Hey Bella.” She says with her hand covering her chest. “I didn’t see you. You scared me.”
“

Don’t I always?”
We continue to laugh as Andrew walks up to us. Zoe has black curly hair, brown eyes, and a smile that can brighten your day. Her skin is milky white. She is just all kinds of beautiful. Andrew has blonde hair in the surfer style you see on T.V. His eyes are ocean blue and his skin is a little more tanner than Zoe and I.
“Hey guys.” Andrew says.

“Hey Andrew.”
“Hi Andrew.”

“What’s happening with you all?” Andrew asks.

“Well I am getting ready for my volley ball game tonight. Are you guys coming?” Zoe asks.
“You bet.” Andrew says.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” I say.
“What about you Bella?”
“You know the usually.” I reply.
I really don’t do much. I write in the school paper, but no one knows its me and I’d like to keep it that way just so no one would come at me if I write something about them. Not even Zoe or Andrew know.
“So you have nothing.” Zoe says with her quick tongue.
“Not true. I have my Netflix.”
“Who’d you chill with?” Andrew asks.
“Duh… me, myself, and I.” 
All three of us start laughing. Zoe closes her locker and all start walking to our first period. On the way there I bump into a boy with shaggy black hair. I turn around and scream sorry, but he only keeps walking like it was nothing. As I turn back around in the corner of my eye I see his face look back at me. I realize who it was and regret saying sorry to him.