Falling for the Enemy - GirlxGirl - Lesbian

Chapter 2

Isabella P.O.V

“Isabellaaaa” I heard a tiny voice echo throughout my room. Not soon after I felt a tiny finger poke in my cheek cause me to smile slightly but still keeping my eyes shut. “Bellaaaa wake uppp” I heard he whine out while poking my cheek again this time a little harder. I decided to mess with her a bit and still keep my eyes shut it wasn’t until I felt a tiny slap on my cheek causing me to snap open my eyes and greet the blonde haired blue eyed 5 year old girl in front of me. I playfully glared up at her and all she did is giggle and jump on top of me.

“Finally we have been trying to wake you up forever Izzy” The blue eyed girl sighed dramatically then started bouncing on top of me. “Hey no jumping on my bed bunny” I quickly flipped her over and started tickling her sides making her giggle like crazy and scrunch her nose. Her blue eyes sparkled with happiness as a kissed her cheek and set her down on my mountain of pillows. I looked at them sadly. They looked so soft and fluffy. They were calling out to me begging to be slept with. I let out a yawn without even realizing it. I really shouldn’t have stayed up all night watching re-runs of Grimm. By time I went to bed I scared as fudge so it lay in my bed awake for like 2 hours just scrolling through Tumblr till I finally just passed out but not before checking under my bed and closet for Hundjägers and Wendigo’s. Wouldn’t want to get killed in my sleep now would we.

“What time is it bunny?” I questioned her after we both finally caught or breathe. “Well…” She paused and looked over at my clock that is perched upon my desk “its 7:45 am” My eyes widened as I screeched. “What! Why didn’t no one wake me up” I shouted out while jumping out of my bed quickly and hurrying into my closet. “Well we did, YOU were the one who wouldn’t get up” She stated matter-a-factly, while skipping out of my room and shutting the door behind her. I heard her laughing as she made her way to her room.

Shit Shit Shit I’m so going to be late. Stupid alarm I really need to buy a new one. It never goes off at the set time but every time I’m at the store I forget to buy a new one. The only way I’m going to remember to get one is if I draw it in the middle of my forehead.

I hurriedly ran out of my closet down the hall into the bathroom and quickly started getting ready. ‘Thankfully I showered last night’ I silently praised myself. Once I was done brushing out my blonde wavy locks I headed back into my room and threw on my pink lace summer drees that I had laid on my bed then threw on my white toms.

Once I was satisfied with my outfit I quickly made my way down the stairs in the kitchen to greet my mom and dad who were sitting at the kitchen island casually drinking their coffee and reading the newspaper. “Hey sweetie” My parents greeted me as I hurried to the fridge “Hey guys I can’t talk right now I’m going to be late” I said quickly while snatching my keys off the counter and hurrying out the front door. I heard a muffled goodbye as I speeded down the stone pathway that led to my slick black 1968 Ford Mustang GT.

I’ve had this car for months now and yet it still manages to take my breath away when I see it. My parents had surprised me with it on my 17th birthday because my other car kept breaking down; it was an old 1978 Volvo.  My parents aren’t exactly the richest people in the world with my dad working at an auto shop and my mom works many extra hours as a nurse so I was surprised that they were able to afford buying me a new car. As soon as I saw it in the garage I demanded that they take it back because I absolutely hated that they wasted their own hard earned money on me, but they insisted and said it was a gift and that I had no choice but to take it.

Once I was in the car I quickly turned the key into the ignition and started it up. As soon as it turned on the radio came blasting through the speakers nearly giving me a heart attack. Got dammit that’s been happening a lot lately. Every time I get in the radios volume randomly starts turning up to full blast scaring the crap out of me. I really need to talk to my dad about this and see if he can fix it because honestly, it’s gotten old now.