Novel & Cerita Isabella From Dear Dumb Diary

" Come on! Don't cry because of what she said to you. She's always like that! " I know her words hurt sometimes but just try to get over it. That's who she is! The eccentric girl confronted as she cleaned off her tears. "Thanks,that was helpful. She mumbled in. " I'm Selena! She Utter bringing out her hands for a shake. " I'm Isabella! She Utter as they simper at each other. "I guess you're new in this school... right? Selena asked as she nodded her head. No wonder!

Isabella looked around as women stood under running water washing their bodies, some of them like her looked as if they had been kidnapped as well and were sobbing while others chatted amicably to one another as if the whole situation was strange. A girl with long blond hair that was wearing a torn and bloodied blue dress took notice of Isabella standing there and walked over. " Hi my name is Mina," she said timidly. " My name is Isabella do you know what's happening?" Isabella asked to which Mina shakes her head.

Damian ordered Stella, rose and isabella. "What the fuck is this, Stella ?..." Damian growled. Rose was leaning against the wall while isabella was standing beside damian with some distance and Stella was standing in front him. "She is saying that she is isabella..." Damian said pointing towards the girl who was a crying mess. Stella looked at the girls guiltily. "Yes, she is right damian... She is Isabella..." She confirmed and damian grabbed his hair in frustration as it was too much for him to take.

“Siobhanny was always the clever one. Do you know why? She sensed something unique about you even then.” Isabella’s eyes sparked, as she advanced like the world’s creepiest Fairy Godmother. I winced. Hey, I’d been called worse than unique. Except, Isabella made it sound as much like reject, as if I’d been thrown in the cell along with Moon. My eyes narrowed. “Whatever. I don’t care about your pinky promises; you don’t know me. Who’s my favorite artist? When was I first beaten up in High School? What was my wackiest magical invention?”

He squinted. “Who’re you?” I hesitated. “Uh… Hi! I'm Isabella.” The girl next to him, with dark curls and big brown eyes, tilted her head. “The human?” I frowned. “Well it just sounds off when you say it like that, why would you even say that?" The third kid, the youngest looking of the bunch, grinned. “Because you are.” Hmm Fair enough. “So?” I crossed my arms. “Is being human a bad thing?”

Kendrick exclaimed again looking all over the garden and the impressive waterfall. "Let's go in." Isabella urged her kids as her guards came to collect their luggages. "Woah." Kendrick and Kendra kept looking around as they followed their mom to the entrance of the house. "Good evening, ma'am." Isabella's personal maid came out to greet her. She was glad that her madam was finally back to Washington. "How have you been, Hannah?" Isabella beamed smiles at her. Hannah was shocked, it's her first time seeing Isabella smile so sweetly. She doesn't even know that her boss knows her name.

Bella yelled at Fiona who stood straight with pride. "I needed to to know...." Bella cut her off almost immediately. "Needed me to know what? Needed me to know that you are ashamed to be called my mother because I looked like a fucking thrash." She scoffed with a grin on her face. "Don't worry, no one would know that Isabella Brown is your daughter because to her she's an orphan with no parents" Isabella chuckled before her mood changed. I watched how Bella's facial emotions fell and even though no tears were dropping down her eyes I knew she have had enough of everything going on.

CHAPTER FOUR | KORA ALEJANDRO ISABELLA I am having breakfast with the devil. I came downstairs for dinner as early as I could this morning even though I didn't have a wink of sleep last night. The events were too hunting for me to close my eyes to sleep. I see him sitting on the table, talking in the ears of one of his guards. I don't hear what they're talking about but from the way his lips move feverishly, I could tell the guard did something stupid and Damien is having none of his excuses.

I can’t even imagine how weird I looked from their perspective, just being a nuisance for no reason. “So… how is Isabella doing?” Rahul asks when he accepts the fact that she is my mate, “She alright, mentally?” She would hate the way everyone keeps asking that question. “She is perfectly fine. She just hates the gossip going around. She hates the way people call her Lunatic Isabella,” I look around. Marco has to hide his laugh, “She is Public Enemy Number One, and of course that fucking sucks for anyone.”

Isabella'S POV Lilith didn’t move. She stood there, blocking my path. Her sharp hazel eyes staring at me, as if daring me to react. My fists clenched so tightly that my nails bit into my palms. “You’re pathetic,” she said, her voice low and mocking. “No wonder Simon got bored. You’re weak, Isabella. A nobody.”