Hopefully Crazy

17 years later and Savannah’s little sister Isabelle is all grown up…okay she’s seventeen but getting there. Isabelle aka Belle struggles with some mishaps that come her way in her last year of high school. New friends, new foes, new problems, and new hopes? All she can say is that there is no time in her agenda for the new kid that happened to pop up everywhere…but he sure is cute.

Ch.1- “Where art thou Romeo?”

“Belle” Someone whispered from behind me. I was too busy writing down some hopeless poem that will never make any sense to anyone but me.

My head shot up as I saw everyone’s eyes staring at me. Awaiting the answer to the question I didn’t even bother to hear.

“Can you repeat that please?” I smiled at the teacher. He sighed angrily and repeated the previous query.

“What is your own opinion on Romeo and Juliet’s death Ms. Sanchez?” His irritation was becoming clearer.

“I think that they were stupid to die for each other. I mean what about their family? Friends? I know they loved each other and everything but still, if you love someone, love them but don’t die for them because if it’s true love then you will find a way to be with them without having to kill each other.” The class was staring at me now. All the hopeless romantics glaring at me.

“Don’t you believe in love?” This girl a couple of seats away asked me. What was her name again? Flower? No Jasmine! Yea that was it.

“I used to” I trailed off.

“Well don’t you think if you love someone enough to die for them then it’s romantic?” I heard a strong husky voice behind me. I craned my neck to see who it was. He had dark brown hair and dark green eyes that were staring at me with curiosity and amusement.

“No” I replied bluntly “It’s idiotic.”

“Well think about it, If you love someone so much, and that is the only person you could possibly love, then it would kill you to see them dead?” he asked again. Who was this kid? He must be new.

“Yes, but…” I started.

“So don’t you think that it just killed Romeo to see the only person he truly loved dead before him? If you’re dead inside why keep living?” He went on.

Before I could answer the bell rang and commotion began in the class. I was still staring at this kid who decided to challenge me.

“Because time is supposed to heal all wounds.” I whispered to him. His face became serious as he studied me for a moment.

“Alright class we can discuss Mr. Lukas and Ms. Sanchez’s debate tomorrow. Don’t forget to read the next act in Julius Caesar!” My teacher called at us as I exited the room.

‘Why did I have to have all AP classes my senior year?’ I asked myself as I made my way to my locker.

I opened it swiftly and shoved my books in there replacing them with my Government book. I felt the locker next to me jerk open and slam shut.

“Bad day?” I asked my best friend Sabrina as the angry look on her face deepened.

“I hate guys.” She growled. Uh oh.

“What happened now?” I asked starting to walk to my next class.

“You know how Jason was telling me he liked me yesterday?” I nodded still listening.

“Well it turns out I was number 5 he told yesterday.” She told me still fuming.

I choked on air and yelled “What!”

“Yea! He told 4 other girls the same thing yesterday.” She crossed her ivory colored arms across her chest and pouted. I started to laugh.

“Belle! It’s not funny!” she yelled irritated. Second person to be irritated with me today.

“Well what did I tell you about him?” I asked. It was more of a statement but she still answered.

“Don’t go near him he’s worthless, but I thought you were just being your normal love Nazi self.” She whined.

I rolled my eyes. “Gee thanks Sabz I love you to.”

We reached our next class and sat in our usual spots. Her right next to me in the back of the class.

“Well wasn’t I right?” I went on starting to take the notes down that were already on the board.

She let out an angry sigh. “Yes.”

I smiled triumphantly and went on with my note taking.

“I don’t even know why you bother taking notes. Class hasn’t even started yet.” She told moodily.

“Because unlike YOU I want good grades.” I said matter of fact.

She took in my answer and then I’m sure her own grade. She then proceeded to take her notebook out and copy my actions just as the bell rang.

The rest of class went by slowly and I barely paid attention to the teacher as is. My thoughts still drifted back to that boy. The same boy who decided to challenge me in my opinion. If anyone one in my family taught me anything it was never back down from a challenge. A sly smile crept onto my face as I sat there thinking of my next rebuttal.

The day went by fast and before I knew it I was walking out into the parking lot searching for my truck. I finally spotted my beauty from a distance. My Ford F-150 with its luscious black paint job and beautiful interior. I loved it. My sister and parents got it for me on my 16th birthday. I stretched out my arm toward it and clicked a button making it beep at me. I opened the back door right behind the passenger seat and threw my bag on the seat. I then proceeded to shut the door and make my way to the driver’s seat. I was almost inside when I heard…

“Hi there.” A familiar voice echoed behind me. I turned around to spot familiar dark green eyes. My breath caught for an instant.

“Hi.” I replied back. My eyes narrowed. Who did this boy think he was?

“I just wanted to say I look forward to tomorrow.” He smirked cockily and awaited my reaction.

I smirked to and replied “So do I.”

I climbed into my truck and turned the ignition. The engine roared and I watched him smile this time and get inside his small four door Mitsubishi. I backed out before he had a chance and drove home.

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A/N: and i'm back! lol what did you guys think? not savannah this time haha. but yea