Isabella From Dear Dumb Diary Novels & Stories

I snickered. “No wonder you’re doing bad in your classes,” Isabella joked and stuck out her tongue. “Oh, that’s how it’s going to be, huh?” I scoffed jokingly. “I’m just teasing. You know I think you’re smart,” Isabella stated. “Just not as smart as me.” She grinned widely. Fuck. I missed that smile. “I’d like to comment back about that to defend myself, but you are honestly smarter than me,” I said, smiling. “How are you feeling now?”

So I decided to cheer her up , Mind if u wanna play some games , she gave me a no , so I decided to brighten the day then I asked her to tell me more her why do u wanna know she asked Why shouldn't I know about my Friend Isabella POV I was shocked when he asked me to him more about myself .Am Isabella as you know ,I have a young sister Risa ,My mum has a resurant while My dad is a Banker. i replied" what about you? I asked him but was kinda scared I had to ask him" Rey Pov I have to answer her questions too I'm Rey,I also a younger bro who lives in Korea ,My Dad

That evening, she picked up Lily from Rosa's and told her all about the presentation. "Did they clap?" Lily asked. "They did. A lot." "I knew they would. 'Cause you're the smartest mama." Isabella pulled her daughter close, breathing in the scent of her shampoo mixed with whatever she'd eaten for snack. "You know what? You're the smartest daughter." "We're both really smart!" "Yes, we are." That night, writing in her journal, Isabella reflected on how far they'd come.

She then redirected her attention to Max, launching into the first of the last six questions. "As you may have noticed, Isabella is a free spirit. Given her personality, the only thing she might be willing to sacrifice for this relationship is casual sex, now that she has you. That being said, Max Blackwell, are you the jealous type?" I was genuinely interested in Max's response, finding Caleb's question unexpectedly thought-provoking despite its length. I didn't waste any time in looking at Max when he began to answer.

Isabella is a human girl, who was kidnapped to replace her look alike Arabella. Isabella is confused and before she could understand where she is and what's happening, she is being claimed by Blaze.

“Not even Isabella.” I froze, but not enough for anyone to notice. Who the hell was Isabella? “Speaking of Isabella, where is she?” Dianne asked in a tone that clearly stated she wasn't a fan of the said Isabella. “Zie? Care to tell me who this Isabella they're talking about is?” I asked through the mindlink. “Someone Dianne despises,” she responded, as if that wasn't obvious already. “Anything else?” “She's Keira’s friend. Only friend if you excuse Evelyn and–”

He should've been a cheerleader I swear. Both Jackson and Michael gasp loudly. Moving so that I'm sitting on the couch in front of me instead of standing behind it, I can see both boys staring at Isabella in awe. There are one or two CDs on the floor that Isabella picks up before moving to the one seater to her right. "Wait you're Sphinx?" "Like secret, anonymous hacker dude Sphinx?" "Have you ever done work for Russians?" "Can you see my search history?" "But you're a girl."

The point is that Isabella feels steadier when she leaves the bathroom and when she walks back down the hall to the ballroom. The point is that she’s prepared to apologize to Archibald for being a squirrelly shit, eat some actual food, and face whatever comes as it comes. The point is that Isabella is dumb as a box of bricks. Because Isabella is stupid, and Isabella has horrible luck, she slips back in through the double door and, like sonar, manages to hone in on Archibald. Who’s talking to someone. A familiar someone. . TBC