I was late to school today, mom forgot to set the alarm and we overslept.

Mom gave me a ride since I was late and I had to get a late pass.

I was hungry and still tired when I got to class.

All that went away when I saw Isabelle at our table.

"Hi" she spoke.

"Hi" I said.

She stared at me for a few minutes and it was like she was looking through me.

"You okay?" she asked softly.

Her concern made me soar

"Overslept and didn't have time for breakfast" I said.

She dug in her bag and pulled out a green apple and handed it to me.

She was so good to me; I took a bite and handed it to her. She shook her head.

"It's yours" she said.


I went for a bike ride around the park.

I could see some kids from school and my class, some pretended they didn't see me and others waved or greeted me.

There were a group of girls by the swings and they walked over to me, they knew me from class but the only girl I knew was Isabelle.

I started to think about Isabelle and what she could be doing; my mind was filled with blue eyes, blonde curls, and soft skin.

The girls introduced their selves; Angela, Emily, Lauren.

I watched enough TV to know that they were trying to flirt with me, these girls acted too old for their age. They flicked their hair and batted their eyelashes and they wore short skirts and dresses. Isabelle wore short skirts to school but she looked nice in them, I remember what she wore on the first day of school; red sweater dress and Mary Jane's with a bow in her hair.

"On a scale of one to ten, who is the prettiest?" Angela asked coming closer.

I knew what she was asking, who did I like best and the answer was neither of them. They were pretty but Isabelle was much more.

I was getting ready to answer when another voice called to me.

"Pretty Boy"

I turned to find Isabelle walking her bike towards me, I've seen so many girls with pink or yellow bikes with flowers or frills all over but Isabelle had a plain black bike.

I smiled "Beautiful" I greeted her.

I heard the girls gasp next to me; I had forgotten they were talking to me.

"Isabelle" Angela greeted glaring.

Isabelle ignored her and grabbed my arm "come on you don't need to talk to those girls" she said pulling me along.

I followed willingly and we stopped at a bench, she was glaring at Angela and Angela glared back. I guessed they weren't friendly with each other.

"Why shouldn't I talk to them? I asked curiously.

I really didn't want to but I was curious

"I'm the only girl you need" she said before hopping on her bike and riding off.

Yes you are I thought riding off after her.