Isabella Davis: She's sweet she's pretty and she has a heart of gold. Don't get tricked by her sweetness though, you say one thing out of line whether it's bad or rude and this girl will literally not wait a second before firing back a snarky ass co...
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Gosh, why do I have to have insomnia? UGH I NEED SLEEP.
Weren't you sleeping like eight hours ago?...
Well I was depressed so I was forcing myself dumb bitch
Hey! You leave the cursing to me
The day went by so fast, I sat with Eve and Rose as we all played pranks on the boys since I haven't been myself for the past three days. I mean imagine not having my humanity? I'm a total bi-beach. I'm the party of this house of course they were bored.
But anyway, then at about 1 Rose went to bed and me and Eve began to watch our movies. That was until it hit 3, then Eve said peace and walked away. And now it's 4 in the morning and I'm laying in the room I woke up in, well always have a hard time sleeping in. Don't forget Ares fell asleep with you. Shush I miss him putting his arm around me.
I sigh laying in the middle of the bed like a starfish and roll my eyes when my stomach grumbles.
You're seriously hungry now?
Is it that shocking?
Nope. Not even close.
I'm hungry.
I wonder where Ares is
Is he dead?
I sit up on the bed and sigh, I want food. And ice cream. Like always.
Coffee ice cream?
UGH NO I WANT AN OREO MCFLURRY
That's new
I'm craving it. Shush consy
But before I could even get up off of the bed and get food from the kitchen, the door opens and Ares steps in with a bag in his hands and a grin makes it's way to my face when I see a Oreo McFlurry in his other hand. That better be for me, because I am craving you.
Ares? I mean who wouldn't.
No. Not Ares. The ice cream
Oh
My heart melts when he sends me a small smile before kicking off his shoes and sitting on the bed before setting the food on the night stand.
"What's this?" I ask and he now grins. I'm dying, catch me. Icannot. You can't just be like I'm well... never mind I get why you always say you're dying.
"Our date that I owe you from Ohio before you well.." he whispers and I feel butterflies from the smile he gives me. Holy cows, holy shit, holy fuck ducks, hol-I ran out of words. Holy mother trucker. GOOD ONE CONSY
I look between the food and him and my lips slowly form into a grin, I like hottie Ares. So cute. And UGH SO MANY WORDS That you still can't seem to form.
