MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND

ISABELLA"Bella, hurry up!" Ethan yelled from downstairs. I wore my uniform that he had picked up from the family drycleaner. It's dark green suit and white t-shirts with green check printed mini skirt and a tie. "I'm coming" I put in my black high boots. I decided to let my hair down, I put on my glasses. I grab my purple backpack and rushed downstairs. I rushed to the kitchen and grab an apple and banana. I head out towards his car and get into the passenger seat. "You're always late" he said. I look at my lap."Well, girls have a lot to do than guys" I explained. He rolled his eyes. "Give me a break" he starts the engine before speeding towards the auto gate. It opens and he drove out. He turns on the stereo. "I won't be home after school, later you can come and get transport fair from me" he said."Where are you going?" I asked him. He sigh. "Well, I have to go grocery shopping remember? We are running out of food" he said. I nod. "Dad wired me money, they'll be back by Sunday

ISABELAThis is the real him. Isn't it? I'm so confused right now. Maybe I'm still dreaming. I know what to do. I raise me two fingers up and pinch my arm. "Ouch" I winced. He's really here. Why is he here right now. "Are you okay Issy, you've been acting off lately" he asked. I look up at him. He looks alarmingly handsome. His grey eyes and perfect sharp haw that can cut me Into two. His lips and so pink and plump. "Issy, where is Ethan?" He snapped me out.Ethan is his best friend, I'm sure he let him know he would be out for groceries, so why is he here? "He went for grocery shopping, didn't he.....tell you" I asked. "He did but he said he'll be home by now-" he was cut off by the downstairs door opening. "I think that's him" he smiles, showing off his killer dimples. That's illegal. I rush over to my glasses and pick it up and wore it on my face. What kind of sick dream was that. Why was I dreaming of Quincy handling me. This is bad, really bad. I thought it was just a stupid si

QUINCYI got out of my car immediately, leaving Nina still in the car. She just kept saying weird things about how annoying I am and how of a bad boy I am. She don't know me, she knows nothing about me.Why do everyone calls me that like I'm a monster. Okay fine, I'm not that good of a guy but they act like they know what I do to girls like they were the one it happened to. Like what she said. She said I go around, teasing girls and making them fall in love with me and then I sleep with them before breaking their heart. She doesn't know me."Welcome back, sir" Chris greeted."Hey Chris" I replied. I walked straight upstairs to my room. I don't have time for all this. As soon as I entered my room, I knew my afternoon mango juice with ice cubes will be waiting for me. I grab the bottles and turn the liquid into the glass cup, I put in some ice cubes and wait for it to dissolve. I took a sip. Mom always does it for me, always in the afternoon after school, she won't let me eat before

QUINCYI pulled up in front of Ethan's house. I got out of the car and jog into the house. Ethan was coming downstairs. "How is she?" I asked. Normally, I would do that for any girl but I went too far with this one. That's because it's my best guy's sister. "She's sleeping" he replied. "I'm gonna kill that motherfucker." I gritted out. This was so frustrating. Issy is so innocent for this world. "Why didn't she tell you she was being bullied?" I find myself asking. He sighs. "Maybe she was afraid I would do what you had just done to that cunt I couldn't identify anymore" he replied. "By the way, why were you so angry about that? I mean, you reacted far way more than I should've" he asked. I didn't overdo it, I just act how my mind wanted me to. "She's your fucking sister you dickhead. I would do anything for you and anyone that concerns you" I replied. He smiles. Idiot. "That's really sweet but you're starting to sound like Edward" he smirks with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes and wa

JEREMY"C'mon Jerry baby, don't say that. We already accepted you with your sexual orientation, don't use it as an excuse to escape school. Edward hurt you and I understand but that doesn't affect your education, at least, don't let it get to your education" My mom was one to give advise to people, that's because she's a therapist. After what happened last time of school with Edward, I was heartbroken that I had to break up with him before I left and up till now I haven't returned back. Today is the big day, it's Friday, a very weird day to resume school. I was eating breakfast, Dad travelled for a business trip. That's what we get for having a fucking rich Dad."You look cute on this uniform" mom complimented. I smiled. She looks at my black nails then bursted into laugh."What now?" I rolled my eyes. "No...." She tried to calm her laugh. "It's just that......you act like a clichè gay" she smiles. I furrow my brows in confusion."How?" I asked."Well, your best friends are girls,