Isabella's pov;I got ready and made my way downstairs while beaming broadly about the day I'm going to have today with Mr Martinez. I've not gone out like this in months, so I'm looking forward to today. Because I don't want to spoil the surprise, I haven't notified Mr. Martinez about where we're going out. I bet he'll be excited. No, I never saw him being excited. Maybe he'll be wondering about today.When I go out with my pals, they always pick the location because they claim I have terrible choices in hangout spots. I don't understand why they take offence everytime I express my ideas regarding the location. But I am confident that Mr. Martinez will enjoy the place I am taking him today."Are you planning to remain here the entire day?"From behind, I could hear Mr. Martinez's voice. Was he really behind me the entire time? I gave him a way and turned to apologise but he walked past me as he made his way toward the main hall. He was dressed in a suit as I turned to look at him aga
Alexander Martinez's pov;What am I supposed to wear today? I always wore suits because I only went to my firm or other companies for business meetings so it was never a problem, but today I was perplexed. How come? Since I accepted Isabella's invitation to a date. Why did I accept it? I wouldn't be in this situation if I hadn't agreed. After heaving a sigh, I grabbed a suit.When I stepped down the stairs, I found Isabella standing idle in the middle of the stairs without moving a bit. Why didn't she move? What on earth is she doing by standing like a mannequin?I asked her, "Are you planning to remain here the entire day?"I stepped down and went to the eating area after she moved away. From across the corridor, she addressed me, "Mr. Martinez!" I waited for her to complete her phrase. She looked pissed off."You should have told me in advance if you have to go to the office. Why did you agree to me yesterday and now, you're ready to leave for the office?""What?""You should have
Isabella's pov;Sunday morning,"Going to work?" While I was eating breakfast at the dining room table, Big Brother questioned me."No." and carried on eating."What will you be doing while dressed like this, then?""I'm heading to my house to get a few things I need." "Eat gently, then. Why are you rushing?"I nodded and carried on with my meal, this time more slowly.I questioned him as I was eating, "How is Mr. Martinez doing? He was meant to be at home today, wasn't he? Why did he still show up to work on weekends?"He nodded and continued, "The cause is unknown to me as well. Perhaps a situation arose in the office.""Are you really his secretary?""Yes, I am his secretary, but so what? I don't need to know where he goes or what he does every time because I'm not his bodyguard.""Wow, I didn't know you could speak like that, Big brother. Actually, there's been this question in my mind whenever you talk about Mr. Martinez, Can I ask?" I grinned and remarked."What was that?""You
Isabella's pov;"No letter is present! not sophisticated knowledge! not an account! Nothing was present. Where did you go during this time? What did you do during that time? Charlotte covered both of the shifts for you since you weren't present. She deserves your gratitude for accomplishing that for you. Your home address, phone number, or anything else is unknown to us. Even though this place doesn't hire outsiders, I accepted you to work here because you're my brother's friend. And, how do you repay it?" Becky questioned me."I apologise.""I'm not in need of your excuse. If you weren't there during your shifts, please provide a valid explanation. Where have you been?""My... Actually, I didn't want to say this as an excuse but I want to be honest. My mother underwent surgery recently so I took care of her. Since I got upset with my mother, I drank a lot of booze and got alcohol poisoning. I needed some time to recover from it. Guess, I took a pretty long time. I'm sorry, Becky." Be
Isabella's pov;"How far along are you with getting ready for your final exam?" Noah asked me a question while I was unpacking my books out of my bag fors Devlins hour.I replied to him, "Ah! I didn't even think about that.""What do you mean by that? You speak as though you're just getting started," Sophia said to me.I glanced over to Sophia and replied, "Yup!""Are you really aware of the exam? This is what gets you to college or did you plan to stay in high school for one more year?"Everyone moved back to their positions as Ms. Devlin entered the classroom. Escaped! I let out a sigh of relief.After the session, I put my books back inside my bag and tried to leave for the next class, but my friends surrounded and gawked at me.I asked, "What?""Come to the study session with us." Evelyn ordered."Whaaat? No!"Sophia said, "Basketball can help you score points, but it won't help you achieve excellent grades."Noah responded with wide eyes, "Really? You might have chosen a different
Isabella's pov;"Go on."While Harry was looking and waiting for a response from me, I sighed and began to search for an explanation. However, I lack any. I said it because I wanted to get away from him and didn't realise he would wait all day and catch me while I was practising basketball.I asked him, "For you, wasn't it getting late? I mean, it's 5:00 p.m. You should have left for home by now, right?""Nah! I already informed my driver that I'll be late today, so it's fine with me.""I… I…""Are you proposing to this guy?" Ikea questioned me after hitting me with a ball.She rejected my attempt to hurl the ball over her face and asked Harry, "Why does your face look familiar to me?"Harry answered, "You probably saw me in the noticeboard and the school's official website displaying mine and Isabella's…"I interrupted him before he could continue and said to Ikea, "Don't you already have practise? I remember that there is still time for practice, therefore I should return to the matc
Isabella's pov;I said to Harry who was on a call with me, "I waited to call you first, but I was afraid you wouldn't pick up after what had happened, so I didn't. You called me, which surprised me.""I enjoy hearing you speak in this manner. Is this how you communicate with your friends?" Harry inquired."Yeah, but why?""It feels like you're being yourself when you speak like this, and you've started to like me back, right?""No!"He never passed up an opportunity. I chuckled in secret. "I was kidding but not really kidding," he said, laughing.Suddenly, Ethan barged into my room while I was on the phone with Harry.Ethan asked me, "Who's on the line, Bella?""I'll talk to you tomorrow," I told Harry. And then I ended the call. Ethan ran up to me, hugged me, and asked, "Is that your boyfriend? Did I come in the middle of your romance?""He's… It's complicated.""Okay. I've got it!""Hey! I forgot to inquire about it. Why did you hug me without my concern?"He clasped both of my han
Isabella's pov;"Hello, Tori!"I waved my hand at Victoria, who was cleaning the glasses with a cloth behind the stand.I continued, "I forgot to ask you before, do you only serve customers here or do you also serve VIPs?""Only the customers in this area. The boss told me that I needed to learn more before serving them. Hey! Have you heard about the new member? He appears to be cool and handsome, but he is younger than me. Not a chance to flirt.""FYI. You also have a boyfriend, Tori.""Hahaha. That's correct. So, did you happen to see him?""No, I haven't," I said, shaking my head."How come you come across as uninterested?""It's because I'm not.""And why is this so?""Um, I have final exams in a few days, so I need to keep my mind steady.""Oh, you're serious? I'm sorry. Bella, do your best." And gave a thumbs up."I appreciate it."Tori said to me as I was arranging the glasses on the counter, "Hello, Bella! Can you bring these to table four?""Sure, sure. Give it to me."I went