The creaking of the huge wooden front door of Wammy's House opened and Mabel cried, "She's here! She's here!" Mabel put another tray of freshly baked goods on the kitchen table as L's eyes opened even wider then they were naturally as he met Isabella's. At the same time, they both quickly looked at the door and met the eyes of their new "sibling". Watari chuckled as Mabel ran up to him and greeted him, while L gawked and put down his armful of treats on a nearby side desk.

What he was staring at was a more then adorable 16 year old girl with beach blonde hair and stunning blue eyes which practically made the room light up. Her figure was very slim, and she wore bright neon clothing. Her face was so gentle looking and completely flawless for her age. She was carrying a pink tote on her arm and had amazingly sheer nails which shined brilliantly.

She walked up to Isabella and spoke, "HIYA! I'm Clarissa. Some people call me Liss. Or Lisa. It depends. What's your name?!" Isabella just looked at the girl blankly. Her voice was very high and squeaky and she seemed to be very excited to be there. "Um. I'm Isabella." She spoke much more quieter then she had started out. "Ooh! Can I call you Izzy?" Clarissa beamed again. "No, I'd rather have you call me--" She started. Clarissa immediately cut her off and moved on to L, which was standing right next to to Isabella. "Hm...you're cute! What's your name?!" She asked as her smiled widened. "Cute?" L mumbled as he fumbled with his black locks. His arched back became even more lower-set as he put the tip of his thumb in his mouth as his eyes opened very widely. "My name is Ryuuzaki." He stated, continuing with his natural dull seeming voice. Isabella gave him a strange glance. Ryuuzaki? That's not his name... Clarissa took out her hand for L to shake but he stood completely still. Wammy pulled Clarissa on for a tour of the house while Mabel entered the kitchen again, leaving Isabella and L in the hallway alone. "Why did you tell her your name was Ryuuzaki?" She asked once she had the chance. He pulled out a few marshmallows from his pocket and began stuffing them in his mouth while trying to speak to Isabella, "Yu shee, I cahno ave evayon know I ahm L." Surprisingly she knew what he was talking about. She nodded as she waited while he chugged down the rest of the marshmallows. "So do you like her, Bella?" He spoke to her. Her eyebrows raised, "What?" L stepped closer to her. "I said, do you like her?" She shook her head, "No, not that. What did you call me?" He looked around the room as if trying to remember. "You called me Bella, L." She said. "Ah yes...well...it does mean beautiful, am I correct?" Her eyes widened as he spoke that sentence. "R-right..." She mumbled as she watched him enter the entrance of the kitchen, probably to get some more sweets. She walked up the stairs to her room and turned on her laptop as she sat on the chair by her desk. She double-clicked an icon from the left corner screen titled, "From Their Grave"...

Dear Mom & Dad,

It's been a while that I've written to you. So many things have happened since last time. Wammy brought in a new member of the house. She looks...interesting. She's really perky sounding and she's always bubbly. Oh yeah...and she's blonde. How is she supposed to follow in the steps of L with that attitude? But maybe she's not all that bad. Her name is Clarissa and she called L cute. Ha! Imagine that! She definitely lacks manners though. She cut me off...

Besides the on and off rain we've been having, everyone's been in such a great mood. Even L. He's been smiling too often. Matt's been energetic and hilarious like he has always been, Mello is still quiet and sincere, and Near...well...he really needs to learn how to put his toys back in their place.

I really miss you guys. Somehow, everything I do has been leading back to you. Even Mabel's fresh-baked cookies remind me of your scent, Mom, when I would wake up in the night from a bad dream and come into your bed. Wammy's cologne that he wears every morning reminds me of you too, Dad. It's times like these when I wish I could bring you back.

Yours Forever,

Isabella

She was stopped just in time by a knock from the door. After a 2-second pause, Matt came into her room and sat on her bed. "Hey Matt." She said as she shut down her laptop once saving her file. "So...how's the new girl? She's around the corner and down the hall from us y'know." He noted after her greeting. "She's different, I suppose." Isabella said quietly as she met Matt's blue eyes once he raised his goggles to his forehead. "Different...like...?" He asked. She sat next to him and explained, "She's not really like us." Matt laughed hotly, "Bella, who is?!" She giggled a tiny bit and continued, "I mean, it looks like she doesn't have the potential to be great like we are." He nodded seriously and calmly and looked at her, "Well you don't know that for sure until you actually have conversations with her. Like me, when we met. You probably thought I was a gorgeous looking guy until we actually talked and then you realized I was an inconsiderate jerk." He said jokingly as they both broke out in a loud laugh. Isabella began throwing pillows from her comforter at him as he ran out of the room making silly faces as she missed. Her laughter died down when Clarissa came in the room without even knocking. She sat down on her bed and practically screamed "hi" as she did. "Hi..." Isabella spoke with a hint of annoyance. "So are there any cute guys here besides that Ryuuzaki kid?" She asked immediately.

"Number 1, don't walk in my room without knocking on the door. That's just rude. Number 2, Ryuuzaki is older then you. So you're the kid to him. And number 3, I am not your insider on the boys here. Look around." She stated strongly. She obviously didn't take the the attitude Clarissa was giving her. "Wow, someone doesn't like the new girl." Clarissa snorted while she rolled her eyes. "Maybe I would like the new girl if she had some class." She said right back. Clarissa just looked at her, as if she was ready to leap at her and choke her. "I don't take bull from 16 year olds." Isabella added, as Clarissa stormed out of her room. Isabella turned around to get the brush for her hair while she re-thought of the previous conversation. She looked in the mirror and swore she saw L standing in the darkened hallway glaring at her from behind.