“Let's go grab some ice cream!” I muttered and suggested as soon as I sighted a small flashy ice cream stand somewhere near on the beach. When I realized that Derek wasn't paying attention to me, I grabbed his arm and he turned to face me with raised brows.“I had no idea you were talking to me.. What were you saying?” Derek asked me and without replying, I took him with me to the front of the ice cream stand.“Hey! What's going on, Isabel?” He asked again, attempting to understand why I acted so sudden by pulling him here without his consent.“I wanted us to get ice creams and most importantly, to avoid Mirabel..” I replied to him before flashing the ice cream vendor a warm smile.“How many ice- creams?!” He asked nicely, peering at us from the squared window in his ice cream stand which had a roof and a counter. It had white and pink stripes and was located in the center of the beach, grabbing the attention of every passerby as well as tourists. “Two ice creams please,” I replied a
Several weeks later….Preparations for our parent's wedding were still ongoing. Finally, my mom and Mr Walter will be tying the knot this Saturday. Invitation cards have been sent to friends, relatives, acquaintances and well wishers. Today is Friday, the eve of my parent's wedding and my mom has suggested that we go out together as a family. First, we're going to the beach to have some fun and share some exciting moments together and after that, my mom and Mr Walter have other plans on going for a massage at the spa. It's their moment and they're super anxious and excited about their wedding tomorrow. Derek and I have been doing our best to show our support for their wedding.“Hurry up, Derek!” Mr Walter called as we waited in the car outside. We were all ready to go to the beach that early afternoon. My mom was in a silky white gown, denim jacket and straw hat. She had plans of changing into a bikini when we got to the beach. When I saw how confused she was on what to wear for the b
“What stupid deal?!” I asked with creased brows, my eyes narrowing as I glared hard at him. I'm sure he must have threatened Ashley to change her words. I am sure he compelled her to say it. Even if Ashley denies that he is threatening and blackmailing her, her look told me otherwise. She can't disguise it. It's clear she's unhappy being with him. Furthermore, when I read her conversation with Mason during the truth or dare game, Mason's texts read more like a threat and an order. It was not romantic at all.“I thought I told you that once she proves that I'm right, then it means, you'll have to come back to me..”“Shut up, Mason! I can never return to someone like you…even if you're the only male on earth, I'd rather remain single than have anything to do with you..” I snapped at him.And with crossed arms, I warned…”I'm undoubtedly sure that you asked Ashley to comply with your statement. You're nothing but a jerk, cheat, loser and an idiot! There's nothing and there can never be a
Alighting from the cab, I paid my taxi fare and scurried off into the school courtyard. My eyes darted around and my brows raised in shock as I saw many girls waiting outside, with cheerful expressions on their faces. It seemed like they were waiting for someone. I let out a sigh and made an attempt to walk past them but my leg got entwined in that of one of them and I lost my balance before falling to the ground. I looked up, and I wasn't shocked to see my old friend Dawn behind it. She purposely made me trip, and a satisfied smirk appeared at the corner of her lips. While watching me struggle to get up, she pushed me with her shoes once more, and I saw her co-bullies complimenting her like she did something truly deserving. They giggled as they left my direction, not an ounce of shame on their face. I think I'll have to make use of my wolf to fight them. Instead of relying on Derek, I should be able to stand up for myself. They need to know that I'm no longer the weak and naive Isab
That Monday morning, Derek and I woke up early and got dressed in our uniforms, getting ready to leave for school. Derek made breakfast as usual while I stood by his side, watching his every move. He gave me a warm smile every time he glanced at me, knowing how eager and serious I was to learn how to cook from him.He rumpled my hair cutely before kissing me on the forehead. I widened my eyes and retraced my steps away from him, wondering why he did that given that our parents were still at home. We had agreed not to do anything intimate when they're around, especially not when their wedding is around the corner.Derek gently poached the salmon filets and while he waited for it to boil, he turned to stare at me with a questioning face.“Do you want me to give you a kiss this time around?” He asked, winking at me.My eyes went round and I shook my head along, still taking slow steps away from him.“What?” He asked with raised brows.“We discussed this, Derek. No kissing, no pecking, no
“Yeah!... I haven't said anything about her to you. She died when I turned two. I didn't get a chance to spend enough time with her. I've forgotten what she looked like. I only get reminded of her faces through old pictures,” Derek disclosed and I pouted my lips as my eyes brimmed with sympathy for him. So sad. His mom died at an earlier age than my dad. It must have been difficult for him growing up without a mother.“I'm so sorry about that, Derek. It must have been hard living without a mother for some years now.”“Yeah! I'm able to cope in the way I can.” Derek responded with a faint smile and I watched him pack the plates to the kitchen, wanting to wash them at once.I followed him to the kitchen and said, “You - you don't have to do that. I'll wash the dishes myself..”He turned back to stare at me before giving me a peck on the head. I grabbed a foam and a liquid soap. I emptied a portion of the soap on the foam, making it lather in turn and then, I began washing the dishes one