Isabella's a tease and a pain

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AN: Above is what Isabella looks like. Enjoy xx.
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Emmersyn's POV
We pull up to the pier and I see a girl sitting on a bench. She has golden brown hair that has been disrupted by blonde highlights. She is wearing a yellow crop top with frills at the top and a white lace bralette and no bra, and white paper bag pants. Normally I wouldn't judge a book by its cover but she looks like another stereotypical Barbie. She is beautiful though spitting image of her twin brother. The only difference is a more feminine chin and face shape altogether. She gets up walking quite rapidly in my opinion, and opens the back drivers side door plopping her self in .
"Hey big bro. Hey Emmersyn. It is Emmersyn right?" She lets out a big breath as if she's had a rough day.
" Hey bells, and yes this is Emmersyn." Oliver laughed as he put the car in drive.
I turned around to face her and she was looking me up and down.
" Hey, I'm Emmersyn as you know but you can call me Em." I said slightly nervous by the way she was looking at me.
" I'm Isabella but you can call me bells. Give me your phone." She said winking and biting her lip.
I handed her my phone open to the home screen which was a screenshot of Oliver and I's FaceTime where he is making a funny face.
She didn't even look at it before typing and closing my phone handing it back to me. Being the pussy I was just put it in my purse and turned around changing the music. We ride in silence listening to the radio for about twenty five minutes until we reach my house. Oliver puts the car in park goes to the trunk gets my things out for me and walks them to the door. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a silver key, putting it into the keyhole and opening the door. Just when I think he's going to say goodbye and leave he doesn't.
" That's your key to your new house. And I'll see you later babe." He says as he pulls my chin with his middle and index fingers and gives a quick peck to my lips.
Before I can respond he turns and walks away getting in the car, looking back to wave. Once he takes off, I'm  in a place that is home but foreign to me.

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