foreign feelings :) {Completed}

s i x : he will be the death of you one way or another, sweetheart

s i x : he will be the death of you one way or another, sweetheart

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Isabella's POV

I get out of the shower and get ready. My hair has always been poofy and frizzy. It's just how my hair is. Today I decided to straighten it. It's no longer a rat's nest. It's now smooth and sits on my back perfectly. It made me look much older and sexier than I really am, which was kind of exactly what I was going for.

I put on a black dress that compliments my body. It hugs me in the right places and the bottom of the dress ends at mid-thigh. It does have straps so I can wear a good bra. I put on dressy shoes and sit on my bed waiting for Ms. Heart to text me. About twenty minutes later my phone starts vibrating. It was from an unknown number, but I knew it was Ms. Heart. I replied to her message and she told me she'd send an address soon, but she had wanted to meet in about an hour. I agreed of course, and set my phone down, smiling uncontrollably.

I let out a little squeal and head out. I grab my phone and keys and start heading toward my bike. As I walk, I notice everyone staring at me. Had they never seen someone dressed up? Or was it the bike? Or the punch? I wouldn't know. I've gotten so much attention lately that I stopped caring.

My hair flows beautifully as I walk. As I quicken my pace, someone bumps into me. "Watch it." The deep voice says. Until their eyes meet mine. Then they look over my body. I instantly felt uncomfortable. I looked at the people who were staring earlier. They all looked away in fear. I wonder who this guy was. "Sorry. But please don't look at me like that." He smiles evilly. He grabs my waist, pulling me into his chest. I push away. He doesn't budge. I resort to the next best thing. I knee him in the balls. He grunts but all it does is tighten his grip on me. I really didn't want to have to resort to my fists, but push comes to shove, and then I punch him in the face. This time he lets go to grab his nose. He looks at me angrily and says some colorful curses towards me before stalking away. Everyone looks at me and claps. Wow.

"Thanks! You were very much help." I yell out to no one in particular. A few guys look a little embarrassed. The girls just stare at me in awe. I roll my eyes. Society these days. I fix my dress and smooth out my hair.

I make it to my bike and lightly put my hair in a ponytail so it wouldn't crease and ruin. I put the helmet on, and get ready to leave. Then a very worried looking Alex runs over to me. I turn the bike off and sigh, looking at him. "Did Elijah hurt you?" I look at him weirdly.

"The kid who ran into me in the hallway?" He nods. "Oh no. But I hurt him." I say smirking. "Evil bitch. This is why I like you." He says laughing to himself. My ego instantly grew. I shoo him away and finally take off. I make it to the address. It's some abandoned parking lot. I wearily get off my bike and put my hair back down, quickly brushing it with my fingers. I watch my surroundings just in case this wasn't the right place.

I stay close to the bike when a stretched limo appears in my view. I figured this was probably her. I stood up straight, confidence radiating off of me. The driver gets out and smiles nicely at me. I nod. He goes to the back and opens the door. The person who gets out is not who I expected. Although I'll admit he looked pretty good in that tux. Nope. This is not what you're here for. Just roll with whatever is about to happen. "Munchkin?" He says once we make eye contact. I chuckle under my breath as I see the look on Melody's face. "Who?" She says. His cheeks slowly grow red. "Oh nothing, I didn't know we'd be interviewing Isabella today, that's all." He smiles boyishly. It's such a cute smile. But I keep my focus on Melody. She approaches me. She takes my hands in hers and looks me over.

"You clean up nicely." She says. "Thank you. You do as well." She smiles. She wears a pearl necklace with a tight red dress. It was a dark red that matched her lips. She was wearing black heels and her hair was up in the nicest bun I'd ever seen. She walks over and beckons Aiden to bend down so she could reach his ear. He reluctantly does so, and I am finally able to laugh. The look of shock and that smile after she heard him call me munchkin, has me dying on the inside. I had to laugh soon or I was going to explode.