"This the last of your boxes." My Dad said to me as he came through the door of my new house. I had decided to move back to Miami from Massachusetts. Yep that was a long way from home. I had finish college at Allington University earlier than most people and felt it was time to come back home to my family. Sure I had made good friends up there, but nothing beats Miami.

"Thanks Dad." I was officially done with moving. I had come down earlier to furnish the house with help from my family, and then I drove in my car with my clothes in boxes all the way down to Miami.

My Dad gave me a hug and said,"It's great to have you back Isabella." I hugged my Dad harder. This is definitely something I missed back in Massachusetts... never getting to hug my family or see them.

"It's great to be back Dad." My Dad pulled away from the hug and kept his hands on my shoulders.

"Now that we are done with moving in, I think it's time for you to see your Mom and Abuela. Maybe even your brother and sister. And there's your little niece who is also dying to know when her Auntie Izzy is coming back to see her."

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h great... he was already trying to guilt me in seeing Sean... You see Sean lived with Claire, our sister, along with Tessa, our niece. Seeing Sean meant him trying to get me to see The Mob which possible chance of seeing Eddy at the garage. I was so not ready even prepared to see Eddy. Let me catch you up on what happened... Eddy, who is best friends with Sean, used to date me until I went to Allington University. Before I left I broke it off with him actually through talking on the cellphone which probably wasn't the best idea now that I think about it. I was on the airplane on my way to Massachusetts... He tried calling and texting me back, but I never answered. I felt it was best that I didn't. You're thinking I'm crazy right now probably... but I did it for a good reason. Eddy and I would have never made it, and he was already upset that I was leaving. Being away would have just made it worst, so I had decided to give him and I a clean slate by breaking it off. Neither of us would have been hurting if one of us broke it off, so I did it. We never kept in contact after that.

I turned away from him and sat down on the couch, "I will see Abuela and Mom today, but I am not seeing Sean, Claire, or Tessa." My Dad let out a groan and took a seat next to me.

"You are going to have to see them sooner or later Izzy... and I think you should see them sooner than later. When they find out you moved back without telling them, they are going to be angry at you. Really angry... Then you know Sean will tell his Mob friends about you being here, and all chaos will be let loose."

Mob friends? Really? I know rarely called them by their names, but seriously? Mob friends? He made it seem like Sean was a part of a gang. I alsk didn't miss the disgusted tone in his voice when he said it too. Dad must still hate Sean being in The Mob.

"Mob friends? Really Dad?" My Dad gave me his "Are you kidding me right now? Don't change the subject?" look.

"Ok... Ok... We'll see... I'm not saying yes, and I'm not saying no." My Dad smiled.

"Now that that is done, I have work to get back to... Savoy Coorperations needs me back."

Of course, work... That was something that always menat alot to Dad... Savoy Coorperations was in fact my Dad's baby... You see my Dad is the founder and creater of Savoy Coorperations... He is even the CEO, which I think is alot on his plate, but he claims he can handle it... I think Dad was hopping that Sean would follow in his footsteps and want to be apart of the company, but Sean's passion was dancing. It would always being dancing. My Dad thought he would grow out of it by now, but I knew Sean wouldn't. What made him even more angry was that Sean had a dance crew, The Mob. My Dad made it known to our whole family multiple times that The Mob was one of the reasons why Sean wouldn't give up on dancing becuase he had people supporting an idea that wasn't financially stable. Claire even started to agree with Dad too. Mom supported Sean in his passion, and Abuela did the same. My Dad means best, but sometimes I think he pushes to far, which is probably why Sean hardly talks to him anymore.

"Ok Dad. Bye. Love you."

"Love you too sweetheart." I walked my Dad to the door and watched him drive away. I closed the door and looked around my house. I smiled and walked to my bedroom. Guess it's time to visit my Mom and Abuela, but first I'm going to visit Uncle Ricky. Uncle Ricky didn't know I had come back and telling him wouldn't be so bad. He would understand hopefully why I did not tell anyone besides Mom, Dad, and Abuela. Plus he would probably help me not be see by Sean and The Mob until I was ready to see them..I changed into a blue laced tank top and wore black shorts with them. Finally no more cold weather... I was getting tired of the cold being from Miami and all. I put on some combat boots and left my hair down in its curls. Now I was ready to go see Uncle Ricky...