I woke up today at 7:30. I don't have physical therapy! Yay! As I wake up I am trying to decide, crutches or wheelchair.... I choose crutches.
I get my crutches out, change into a really good looking outfit (because my mom is convinced that I am going to get a valentine. As if!), then head downstairs to get breakfast. I made myself pancakes and eggs.
I ask my dad to take me to school early so he does.
At school I go to put stuff in my locker since there is no one in the hallway now, then I see a letter. A letter that says to Iz in fancy-shmancey hand writing. I thinker to myself, "who could this be from? No one could like me." So I open it. It says:
Iz I have liked you since the first day of school. You are beautiful, kind, caring, and downright awesome! So I was whondering, will you be my Valentine? Love, Your secret admirer.
Whoa. How am I supposed to say yes to a person I do not know?? Oh well! I'll say yes then stick it in the vent of my locker.
I know what your thinking. Wait Iz! That could be a ugly nerd! And you could be stuck with the weirdest kid in the grade!! I don't care. It could be some prince! This could be a thing that "only happens in movies". I'm taking that chance.
By this time school starts. I have science again. Ugh! A class with Zac. Right as I walk in I see Zac walking towards me.
"Heyyyy. Did you get my note?"
"Hm? What?"
"The note I left in your locker."
"What? That was you?? I said yes!"
"Well! Be mine, valentine!"
I could feel my face blush like a red tomato!
The rest of the day was as boring as always except lunch. I had to tell everyone about Zac asking me to be his valentine, and how I said yeah. And they were like, " OMG NO WAY!!!! *GIGGLE GIGGLE*"
I was bored by then. After school, We had another family dinner, this time tacos, and Anthony's roni-cheese. Sometimes I whonder if that kid lives off that stuff. I stayed up watching Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children while texting Zac.
At around 11:20 is about the time I had to say bye to Zac and fall asleep.
Let's see what tomorrow brings me!

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Iz's Diary
RandomYOU MUST READ IZABELLA'S STORY TO CONTINUE WITH HER DIARY!!!!!!! Ok this is her life from more of her perspective.