Chapter Thirty Seven

MY BULLY IS PSYCHO

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN 

ISABELLA

Mom had agreed when I told her about spending the night over at Olivia's place, I had told her we both were paired together for a school project which had to be submitted before the week was over, that had been enough to convince her but she had ensured to call her parents to ask if they were alright with it. 

So here I was,  even though I was beginning to regret my decision. 

"So which do you think it's perfect?  " she voiced out,  extending two similar looking gowns in my direction. 

"Aren't they all the same? " I replied with a shrug,  still wondering why she was dressing up,  she also hadn't told me the help she needed from me. 

" of course they are different! You are no help at all!  So boring " she spoke with a glare as though I was the root cause of why she couldn't decide on the dress to wear. 

I rolled my