One night, after Zoey Matthews, a woman who had gray hair that was wrapped in a tight bun and brown eyes and was wearing a robe, turned off a bedroom light, her nine-year-old granddaughter, Isabella, who had dark brown hair and brown eyes and was wearing a light blue nightgown, couldn't sleep.

"Ron, are you awake?" asked Isabella to her seven-year-old brother.

"I am now," said Ron, who had brown hair and green eyes and was wearing a green nightshirt and matching pants, "what's wrong, Isabella?"

"Do you think that if Grandma and Grandpa had their happily ever after, we can too?" asked Isabella.

"Of course we can," said Ron, "it's like Grandpa always said…"

"We can do anything if we set our minds to it and if we believe we can do it," said Isabella and Ron at the same time.

"I know," said Isabella, "hey, remember when Grandma told us the story of how Grandpa was inherited a fortune and made us filthy rich?"

"Oh, yeah," said Ron, "I remember that."

"Good night, Ron," said Isabella.

"Good night, Isabella," said Ron.

Meanwhile, Rebecca Herman, Chase Matthews's ex-girlfriend, was at her house, tucking her ten-year-old grandson, Eric, to bed.

"Good night, Grandma," said Eric.

"Sweet dreams, Eric," said Rebecca.

A few minutes after Rebecca turned off the light, Eric woke up and said to himself, "I hope that someday I'll fall in love. I hope to find the perfect girl. I want someone who's kind and caring and beautiful. Someone who likes me for who I am. Someone who isn't afraid to be themselves."

The next day, they were all at the beach.

"Grandma, can I go swimming in the ocean?" asked Isabella.

"Sure," said Zoey.

Isabella went in the ocean.

When Eric saw her in the ocean, he thought, Wow. She's exactly the girl I was talking about last night. I should join her. No. I'm not. I'm too nervous.

Isabella went underwater.

A few minutes later, Isabella didn't emerge from the water. Eric was getting worried about her.

"I'm going to check on that girl," said Eric.

He went in the water himself. He searched and searched for Isabella, but couldn't find her. A few seconds later, he saw Isabella, who was unconscious. Her foot was caught in an old fishing net.

Eric swam down to her and untied the net from her foot. Then he put Isabella around his arm. He emerged from the water before he ran out of air.

With Isabella still around his arm, he swam to shore. When he got to shore, he put Isabella down on the sand.

"Oh… oh, god," said Eric as he checked Isabella's heart and didn't hear it beating, "I know what I gotta do."

He gave her mouth-to-mouth. Finally, Isabella started breathing and opened her eyes.

"Are you all right?" asked Eric.

"Yeah," said Isabella, "I think so. Thanks."

"You're welcome," said Eric, "my name's Eric. Eric Herman."
"I'm Isabella Matthews," said Isabella.

"That's a beautiful name," said Eric.

"Isabella!" said Zoey as she ran to them, "oh, thank goodness you're all right. Thanks for saving her, young man."

"My pleasure, ma'am" said Eric.

Just then, Rebecca came to them and started to get mad at Zoey.

"Rebecca," said Zoey.

"Zoey," said Rebecca.

Then, Chase came to them.

"Chase," said Rebecca.

"Rebecca," said Chase.

"What are you doing here?" asked Zoey, "and how do you know this young man?"

"Haven't you met my grandson, Eric?" asked Rebecca.

Zoey started to give Eric the evil eye, forgetting to thank him for saving her granddaughter.

"Hey, Chase," said Rebecca, "I'm still single. Want to make out?"
"Eew, gross," said Chase, "never. I'll always love Zoey."

"Take your grandson and go. We're finish here," said Zoey as she held Isabella's hand, "come on, Isabella."

"Oh, no, Zoey," said Rebecca, "we have barely begun."

She held Eric's hand and they went away.

"Bye," whispered Isabella to Eric.

"Bye," whispered Eric to Isabella.