Can You Bet On Love???

Have you ever had a feeling like you don't belong, or like someone can easily point you out in a crowd. Well that's me, miss loner Isabelle Rodriguez. At school I am a nobody, no really I am, but I'm content with that because I have Emily Waters. Who is this girl you all ask, well Emily is the greatest friend one could want. She goes to my new school that is full of stuck-up rich kids, but she like me is invisble there, but we have eachother to survive. Well another thing that makes this school even more dreadful is my "sweet stepsister," that is the farthest from sweet. After my mom died I didn't talk to anyone, or leave my room so I didn't know that my dad was dating till "who is she, and what is she doing in our house!?" I was fourteen when my mom died and in solitude for almost five months, so it took him five months to fall in love with Carissa and seven months to marry her. What brings me back to Stacey the daughter every mother wants, or that's what Carissa told me. Stacey looks like her mom, same pale complexion, same sand colored hair, and dull almost mean looking blue-gray eyes. Anyone with half a brain could easily tell we're total oppisites. With me having a tan complexion from sports, and I also had dark brown hair that curls inward slightly while theirs lays super straight. I have brown eyes that in enough light look as if I have a tint of green to them, and I gladly get them from my daddy. Speaking of him my dad is the CEO of Rodriguez Interprize, while Carissa and her daughter are models. That leaves me, well I work more on my grades making sure I don't slack off, so I might do something important and make a living and get into good college, like my dear old dad and mom. With all the money my dad and well. . .mostly my dad makes we live in a large manor on a private drive, Dad and I really don't care about the money, but Carissa and Stacey would be rolling around in it if it didn't make them look more silly and dumb. Since Stacey and I are both sixteen we can drive to the new private school Carissa is making us go to. So now my last year of highschool is going to be at "Billford Private High," where the students had better cars than the teachers, yep two more weeks till I become a Billford Warrior. Unfortunatley those were the two longest weeks of my life.

Unfortunatley with my luck, I was cleaning the house and running pointless errands for Carissa and her mini me when Dad was at work, which was most of the time. But then it was finally the night before school and I was thrilled to get away from Carissa. I woke up early so I can have all the hot water I want. Ten minutes later I'm blowdrying my wet hair, I decide to leave it a little damp so it can curl a tiny bit. I was about to change in my navy dark blue jeans and my long sleeved black fitted top that says South Pole in silver letters when a pink blob barges into my room. It took me a second to realize it was just Stacey in a bright neon bathrobe. I was wondering 'why in the world she bought that' when she screams,

"You brat, you used up all the hot water," she stood there waiting for me to beg for her forgiveness.

Yeah like that's going to happen, so I reply saying, "Oops," she once again screams and leaves my room in a huff. When I'm finished changing, my dad called Stacey and me because it was time to leave. I came down fast since I didn't have anything else to do, Dad and I waited five minutes till Stacey graced us with her presence. I couldn't see what took so long, she was wearing a jean skirt and a pink tang top that said in white rhinestone the letters Princess with matching flats; maybe it was the gallon of make up that was poured on her face. She looked at my outfit while I looked at hers and we both rolled our eyes. We were rushed to the limo that was taking us to school, ten minutes later we were there...unfortunately. I was about to pass out; the school was that huge, but everyone looked as if they could buy the world. 'Wow ego alert,' I thought looking at everyones' smug faces. The next thing I knew I was walking through the front gates, there was still twenty minutes till the bell that signals that we need to get to class rings. I was walking around trying to find my locker when I spot Stacey hangin' with some pack of girls, 'wow it looks as if they made her their leader' I thought; not watching where I was going I walked into something hard. I realized it was just some guy, he was tallish not like freakishly tall but tall enough, he has ocean blue eyes you can just drown in, and he was tan most likely from sports and dark brown almost black shaggy hair that's reaches his ears and has that 'Yeah, I just rolled out of bed but still look good.' thing going on. Overall he's pretty hot.

"Watch where you're going," he yelled at me. Geez rude, great a hot jerk well I can be rude too. . .

"No, how about you watch where I'm going!" I yell at him trying to keep a straight face, he looked mad so I decided it was time to split so I was about to walk away when a rough yet smooth hand (if that's posible) grabbed me and shoved me into the nearby lockers. 'Hey this ones mine' I thought looking sideways at locker 303.

"What_did_you_say?" he asked taking long pauses inbetween words.

"I_said_watch_where_I'm_going," I said also taking long pauses making him look dumb. Then he rammed me into the lockers hard but not to hard.

"You have been warned," he said harshly.

"Considered warned,"I said just as harsh; then he dropped me and stomped off, 'wow what a nice welcoming.' I thought to myself as I walked to my first period. . .late.