Pretence was only but a game

Isabella

"So what did you guys talk about this morning?". Mum asked jolting into my thoughts.

Victor stopped eating. "This morning?". 

"Yeah I heard when you went into Isa's room".

Busted, I hope they figure everything out already. I'm dying of silence. 

"She wanted my help with her school work". Victor lied.

I almost choked on my pancakes, school work? Seriously? Everything in me wanted to burst out screaming at him but I clearly restrained myself. 

"School work? Early this morning?". My Mum asked. 

"Yeah". Victor faced me. "Right? Little sis".

I didn't say anything as I turned my attention back to the pancakes in front of me. 

"You should focus on your own school work, Victor". My Dad said. "After all you are going to College". 

I jumped happily inside of me, Victor is going to college. That means, its only me in the house, its like a dream come true. 

Victor dropped his fork. "Dad, i really don't want to go to college now, maybe after a few weeks". 

"And why is that?". Dad enquired.

"I have something important to attend to first". He replied giving me a side glance. 

"Thats nonsense". Mum butted in. "I'll help you pack everything you need and you'll be ready in no time".  

I glanced at him and noticed he was giving me murderous stares, he's angry about the fact that he isn't going to be near me as before although I ignored his gaze. 

I quickly stood up. "I have to get to school". 

"Let me drop you off". Mum said.

I pecked her cheeks. "I can walk there". 

I glanced at Victor again and he glared at me, i knew he wanted both of us to drive together in the same car but that's never gonna happen.

"Bye Dad, Mum". I said happily and took my backpack.

I walked to the main door and went out heading towards the gate. Luckily for me, my school is just 10 minutes walk. 

I looked around as I jogged down the sidewalks, there's always a reason to be happy in every situation and I'm happy to have parents at least. 

I was dumped in the orphanage home when I was just 4 years old, i remember the scene clearly. My Dad dropped me off saying that he wants to go buy my favorite chocolate cake for me and he never came back.

I never got my cake and I also didn't get to see my Dad again. 

I got used to being in the orphanage as it was where I spent the early memories of my life. At the age of seven, i was ready to be adopted into loving families but it was the opposite. 

In a space of seven years, i was Isabella Rogers, Isabella Joyner, Isabella Holloway, Isabella Kirk and Isabella Fallon. Those years were the worst years of my life ever.

When the Fallon family had dumped me back in the orphanage when I was 14 years old, the caretakers decided that when I'll be fifteen then i will no longer live under the orphanage because its obvious I'm a burden. 

But luck shined on me or so I thought, just few months to my fifteen birthday, a nice couple came looking for a teenage girl child. 

They said that their only child was in a boarding house and they needed another child to shower their love and affection upon so I was taken.

I was treated like their biological child and it seemed like the happiest moments of my life until Victor came back from the boarding house into the picture. 

At first I thought he was just trying to be closer to me since he wants to be friends but I was so wrong. Even when I think about it, it gives me the shudder. 

I didn't realize I was already at my school gate until I heard a honk behind me and I jumped in fright. I turned back and paved way for the car to pass into the school parking lot. 

At the driver's seat was Nessa Worth, the most popular and weirdly, nicest girl ever in school. I'll tell you all about her later, She blew me a kiss as she drove past me.

I smiled at her before going into the school buildings, i scanned the school hallways wondering if I could sight my best friends. 

"Isa!!!". I heard someone scream my name.

Only one person does that. Dora. 

I turn around and she comes rushing to me and engulfed me into a hug. I giggled as I wrapped my hands tight around her. 

She pulled away. "I missed you so much". 

"I missed you more". I said with a pout. 

She linked her arms around me as we walked through the school hallways. 

"How was the summer holidays?". I asked her.

She stopped by her locker. "It was the worst summer of my life". 

"Let me guess, it has something to do with Beck". 

She let out a dramatic sigh. "I wish I never had a younger brother".

I chuckled softly. "You are crazy".

"Crazy is my middle name". 

Dora and I have been best friends since when I came to Madison High in freshman year, she's the only one who knows I'm adopted but she doesn't know the other secrets. 

She's pretty, optimistic and did I mention she's a psychotic bitch. She has short dark hair with olive colored eyes and a willow figure. Dora Rodriguez. 

And also she's smart like super smart, she never gets into trouble with any teachers. 

"I saw you almost got ran over". She open her locker taking her things. "By Nessa Quinn". 

"Its Nessa Worth". I replied with an eye roll.

"Who cares? They both act the same way".

"I didn't get run over, luckily for me, she gave me a signal".

"Well what were you thinking that you didn't even notice Nessa behind you?". She asked curiously.

"Nothing .. Absolutely nothing". I replied hastily. 

She looked at me weirdly. "Are you keeping secrets from me?". 

I let out of a fake scoff. "Secrets? You are my best friend, Dora".

"You are right". She said with a shrug. "I am your best friend". 

"Wrong again!! I'm her best friend".

I smiled hearing that voice. 

Someone wrapped their hands around me from behind.

"Jerry, what did I say about hugging me this way?". I playfully scolded him. 

He laughed as he pulled away. "What's wrong with that?". 

I crossed my arms. "Your stupid fan girls will think we are an item and that's bad for me". 

"Yeah like really bad". Dora faked a shudder. "Do you know what Cree did to Kira?".

"I do not want to know". I muttered. 

An annoying fellow known as Jacey came over and patted Jerry. 

"Dude!! Come on". He urged Jerry. 

"Guys, gotta go, see you later". Jerry gave me a side hug and pecked Dora on the cheeks before running off. 

I watched as Dora's face flushed red.

I gasped. "OMG!! You like Jerry?".

"No I don't". She replied hastily. 

"You do". I interjected. 

"You can't prove it".

"Come on, Dora, did you see how..."

The bell rang interrupting me as it signaled first period.

"You know what, we have to get to class fast before the teacher scolds us". Dora said and ran off.

I laughed, she's just trying to avoid he question. 

I ran after her. "Hey, Dora, wait up". 

We walked side to side to our first class, History. How boring!!

Most of the popular kids were in class as we got there and sat on our usual seats in the middle of class. Not at the front or back. 

Dora chatted on about her summer holiday as I watched students troop into the class. 

"Isn't something a little bit weird?". I asked Dora. 

"I know right, I shouldn't have accepted that cookie from Beck". She said still narrating her summer holiday.

"No, no that".

She furrowed her eyebrows. "Then what?". 

"Everyone seems to be excited to attend History class this morning". I whispered. 

Dora looked around. "Wow!! Even the bad boy himself is in class".

I turned back to see who she was talking about. Jacey Carter. Our eyes met and I looked away quickly. 

"Do you think he pranked Mr. Stephen?". 

I shook my head negatively. "I'm not so sure, if he did that then that means he's gonna get Detention throughout this week".  

"But it is Jacey Worth we are talking about, he's likely to do things shocking". Dora continued. 

I sighed. "Lets hope he doesn't do anything stupid". 

The class door opened again and our History teacher, Mr. Stephen stepped in. 

"Good morning class". He said as he dropped his briefcase on the desk. 

"Good day, Mr. Stephen". The class replied enthusiastically

That's it. Mr Stephen is in for it. 

He sat on the chair and brought out his books. Weird, nothing happened.

He rested on the chair and he immediately fell down flat as the chair broke. 

The whole class bursted in roaring laughter. 

Mr. Stephen stood up angrily. "Which of you miscreant did this?". 

As he said that cheese fell on him at once splattering all over his books and desk. 

A loud laughter could be heard from the back and I knew it was Jacey.