Walking home from school was Isabella's daily routine despite the fact that her house was miles away from school.
Her father Mr Scott, five foot average sized man. He had an enormous stomach due to the fact that he was addicted to alcohol. His addiction was quite a strong one cause he has been enlightened on the dangers of his huge intake of alcohol through seminars, programs and even his relatives. But his ignorance is quite a stenchy one.
Isabella's father has offered to drive her to school on many occasions but Isabella hates it. She loves exercise so she use that as an easy way to burn fat and keep fit.
Mrs Helen; Isabella mother. She has a very beautiful and charming personality but her high level of discipline overrides it all. She's so strict like the back of a tree. Whatever she says cannot be altered or flouted except you want your head severed on a plain floor.
"Good afternoon mother" Isabella beamed with smiles not withstanding the fact that she was tired from the long walk from school.
"How's lecture today?"
"Lectures was good" Isabella replied dropping her backpack, relieving an detrimental amount of weight off her body.
"How's my angel doing today?"Her father asked walking downstairs with a bottle in his hand.
"She's doing good and she wants you to quit drinking"
"It's an impossible task my dear" Her father replied planting a kiss on her forehead.
Isabella watched his retreating figure till he was outside, probably to have another drink.
"Father needs to stop" Isabella said to her mother frowning her face. Her mother fixed a rapid gaze on her and replied,
"Well it's his decision to make and not mine... And definitely not yours."
"I'll be in my room"Isabella said climbing up the stairs to her room with fatigue and the urge to rest.
Isabella is the only child of her parents. Her mother gave birth to her in a weird way. The doctors said that she had a very drastic inflammation of the womb. So she had her womb removed. Isabella hated the fact that she was the only child of her parents.
Growing up to the fact that her parents eyes are always fixed on you. Her movements is being evaluated, her friends gets interrogated and sometimes even her privacy.
Isabella wanted freedom from her parents strong hold on her. She tried many ways, she opted for a boarding school; her mother stood firmly against it. She tried moral lessons after school; her father took it upon himself to drive her there and wait for complete three hours so that he'll take her home afterwards.
She never had friends due to the fact that they always relocated. Relocation had been part of Isabella's life since childhood.
The longest time she had spent in a place was drastically nine months which was because of her middle school graduation ceremony.
Isabella had quite the rest she wanted.
"It's time to work"Isabella said to herself, then her stomach roiled in the worst way possible. Isabella rushed downstairs immediately to get her lunch.
"It's in the microwave" Her mother said in a mild tone, laughing hysterically at the way Isabella pranced around the kitchen.
"Thanks mom" Isabella said with a big grin on her face as she took an enormous bite of the sandwich in her hands. She let out a sigh of relief and a beautiful sandwich coated smile, licking her lips, savoring the taste of the sandwich in her mouth.
"This tastes great." Isabella said with a yoghurt in her right hand and her half eaten sandwich in the other, walking back to her room.
"I've got to find information about you Fiona. I can't just let you have all the information of my life without getting to know things about you." Isabella divulged as she turned on her wifi and computer in front of her.
She logged into her Weibo account, clicked on the search area, typing the name Fiona. A bulky list of girls showed up. She kept searching, hoping to find Fiona, getting frustrated that she had spent six hours and still hadn't found her yet. It was way past her bedtime.
She wasn't sure of the next thing to do, so she gulped down her bottle of yoghurt, undressed and walked to the bathroom to wipe off the sweat on her skin.
Wearing her nightgown, getting ready for bed. She turned on her computer. Someone sent her a message.
She was scared because she had no friends on her Weibo account due to the fact that her account was also monitored by her mother.
She clicked on the message.
'Thanks for letting me join the team'
She quickly understood that it was Fiona that sent the message. She clicked on her account, it was locked and no pictures were uploaded with the account.
Isabella's felt heat rushing through her body. She replied
'You played well so it's a good thing he allowed you on the team'(Isabella)
'I only walked into that court to watch you train then all that happened afterwards is still shocking to me'(Fiona)
'Well everything happens for a reason' (Isabella )
Isabella felt like getting information about her but the fear and anxiety that filled her room held her from doing so.
'A reason, maybe it's because of what I feel for you' (Fiona)
'I've told you many times there's nothing between us' (Isabella)
'Goodnight, sweet dreams my love' (Fiona)
'Goodnight see you at school' (Isabella)
"You still awake Isabella?" Her mother asked walking past her door which was slightly opened.
Isabella quickly turned off the computer and her wifi, bouncing on her bed made quite the sound which made her mother walk into her room.
She closed her eyes firmly. Her mother arranged her and covered her with the blanket.