From Broken Hearted To A New Beginning

Chapter 22

Isabella

I could hear Selena yelling at Trey down the hall but decided to ignore it. I don't know why she so pissed anyway. I mean if he not feeling Angela no more then he just not feeling her. It's pretty obvious that now that I'm back in the picture Angela's just going to become his side bitch-again.

"Aye Bella!" I heard a voice say while I began to walk into the gym. "You're back." I said as a big ass smile spread across my face. I glanced over Trey's shoulder and noticed that a boy was standing behind him but ignored him since I didn't know who he was. "I'm James." the boy that was with him said. "Hi James, I'm Isabella. Bella for short." "I know who you are. Aye Trey imma meet up with you later." James said before walking away not even waiting for Trey's response. "Wassup with him?" I asked Trey. "Nothing, lets just go in and sit down." "Is something wrong?" I asked Trey as we sat down at the bottom of the bleachers. "No, just forget it. I'm straight. But after school I cant bring you home so you gonna have to find another ride." "Ok."

As soon as the 7th period bell rung signaling the end of the day, I rushed outside heading toward Trey's car until I remembered that he couldn't bring me home. Ugh... I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called my cousin and asked her if she could pick me up since Selena obviously doesn't like me anymore; but I can care less.

"Damn, what took you so long?" I asked my cousin Samantha as I got into her car. "You want a ride home or not?" she snapped back. "Whatever. What's wrong with you??" "I should be asking you that." she replied looking at me from the corner of her eye. I sighed and looked out the passenger window.

"First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest). Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it). And I'm still in the Murda Bizness, I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right). You should want a bad bitch like this (Huh?). Drop it low and pick it up just like this (Yeah). Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris, high heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (On my wrist)." I started rapping walking up to the front door of my house. As I opened my mouth to rap the rest of the first verse my phone began to ring. "Hello?" "Hey Bella." I heard Trey's voice say into the receiver. "Hey Trey wassup." "Nothing, do you think you can meet me somewhere tonight?" "Umm, sure I guess." I said questioningly. "Great, see you later then." "Wait.." "Yeah?" "Where do you want me to meet you?" "I'll text it to you later." "K bye" "Bye." After we hung up I screamed "YES! YES! YES!" to the top of my lungs jumping up and down like a little kid. I can't wait until tonight.