The sun peeked through the window of a second story bedroom in the
middle of St. Louis, Missouri. The sun brightened the room to show the
contents inside. The light blue walls were covered in pictures of friends,
and boys. The floor, you could barely see, dirty clothes were spread all
about. The dressers were neat, surprisingly, and the bed contained a
sleeping body that had kicked the blanket off in the middle of the night.
This body was of a girl, a sixteen-year-old girl who went by the name
Isabella Ferrington.
Isabella had grown up in the richer part of town with her parents Olivia and Donovan. Isabella awoke when the door of her bedroom banged opened. Isabella decided to ignore it and she covered her head with her pillow. She was about to drift off into a new dream, when somebody sat on her bed. It shook her so badly there was no way she would be able to fall back asleep. Isabella uncovered her head and decided to look at who the person was.
Bryan Jarring the sixteen-year-old son of her parent's best business partners and friends sat looking at her. "Well, aren't you beautiful in the morning!" He laughed, but Isabella pushed it passed her. She looked at the clock by her bed. It was 12 PM on a Saturday afternoon.
"Did my parents all ready leave?" She spoke sitting up in her bed.
"A couple hours ago, I just got bored so I decided to wake you up." Bryan responded with a smile. Isabella did not get a goodbye from her parents. She never got a goodbye. Her parents never spoke to her, unless they were telling her about business.
"So why are you here exactly?" Isabella asked him. Bryan knew all about her family. How they treated her, how they lived, his parents actually talked to him. He knew that her parents probably forgotten to tell her.
"I'm staying here while our parents are gone on their business trip."
"You're staying for two weeks?" Isabella looked at him.
"Yea Bell, is this a problem?" Bryan asked. Isabella shook her head no. She whipped her eyes, and stretched. "Let's do something today, go take a shower and get ready." Bryan watched as Isabella left the room and went into the bathroom. Bryan had liked Isabella since the first time they met, three years ago. He remembered it just like it was yesterday. They were at a fancy dinner for their parents business, and there were people dancing all around. Isabella was sitting in a chair at one of the tables by herself when he walked in. He had spotted her, and decided to start up a conversation. When they talked she gave him full attention, and laughed at all her jokes. They had been really good friends ever since. From then on at any other business gatherings they would always find each other.
Isabella had grown up in the richer part of town with her parents Olivia and Donovan. Isabella awoke when the door of her bedroom banged opened. Isabella decided to ignore it and she covered her head with her pillow. She was about to drift off into a new dream, when somebody sat on her bed. It shook her so badly there was no way she would be able to fall back asleep. Isabella uncovered her head and decided to look at who the person was.
Bryan Jarring the sixteen-year-old son of her parent's best business partners and friends sat looking at her. "Well, aren't you beautiful in the morning!" He laughed, but Isabella pushed it passed her. She looked at the clock by her bed. It was 12 PM on a Saturday afternoon.
"Did my parents all ready leave?" She spoke sitting up in her bed.
"A couple hours ago, I just got bored so I decided to wake you up." Bryan responded with a smile. Isabella did not get a goodbye from her parents. She never got a goodbye. Her parents never spoke to her, unless they were telling her about business.
"So why are you here exactly?" Isabella asked him. Bryan knew all about her family. How they treated her, how they lived, his parents actually talked to him. He knew that her parents probably forgotten to tell her.
"I'm staying here while our parents are gone on their business trip."
"You're staying for two weeks?" Isabella looked at him.
"Yea Bell, is this a problem?" Bryan asked. Isabella shook her head no. She whipped her eyes, and stretched. "Let's do something today, go take a shower and get ready." Bryan watched as Isabella left the room and went into the bathroom. Bryan had liked Isabella since the first time they met, three years ago. He remembered it just like it was yesterday. They were at a fancy dinner for their parents business, and there were people dancing all around. Isabella was sitting in a chair at one of the tables by herself when he walked in. He had spotted her, and decided to start up a conversation. When they talked she gave him full attention, and laughed at all her jokes. They had been really good friends ever since. From then on at any other business gatherings they would always find each other.