Isabella Rose Marie Winchester
"Are you a thief? Because you stole my heart," Chris sings.
"Are you a camera? Because I smile every time I see you." I chirp.
Right now I was having a pickup line war with Chris. I'm going to win. I smirk as he tries to come up with something. I need to win.
"Do you have a name or can I call you mine?"
I frown, that was a good one.
"I lost my phone number, can I have yours?"
"Can you touch me? I want to tell my friends I was touched my an angel."
"I should call you google, you have everything I'm looking for."
I am determined to win, I need to win. This is going to happen.
"Do you like raisins? How about a date?"
"If I could re-arrange the alphabet, I'd put 'u' and 'I' together."
"Are you a parking ticket because you have fine written all over you."
"Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?"
"Feel my shirt, its made of boyfriend material." Chris winks at me and smirks.
"I'll give you a kiss, if you don't like it you can return it."
"I give up!" Chris whines. "Your too good at this! Better than me." I chuckle and lean my head against his chest. It was eerily quiet in the house. My cousins have left early this morning.
It was a sad heart breaking event.
Pft , kidding.
Auntie decided she wants to move to in the same neighborhood!
Oh joy. I love life.
"A penny for your thoughts?" Chris says and holds up a penny.
"The cousins are moving into the neighborhood," I mumble.
"Really? Thats great!" Chris exclaims. I narrow my eyes at him and his smile turns into a grin.
"No its not great! Its terrible, horrible, putrid-"
"Okay, I get it," Chris chuckles.
"Do you want to be the best boyfriend in the whole wide world and get me some Chipotle?" I beg Chris.
"Only if you come in the car with me. You can wait for me in the car."
I think it over in my head. Would I want to get up and get Chipotle or would I want to sit here and starve?
I definitely want Chipotle. Sighing, I get up and start to head upstairs to change.
I grab a sweater and a pair of black leggings.
"Let's just eat in the restaurant and then ice cream," Chris suggests.
"Gelato," I say.
"Fine. Let's just eat in the restaurant and then gelato," Chris corrects. I nod my head eagerly and run grab the Chris' keys. I noticed his keychain and I put my necklace up to the keychain.
"Can you toss me my boots?"
Chris throws me my boots and I catch them with ease.
"Now you toss me my keys," Chris replies. I throw the car keys at Chris, and the keys hit Chris smack in the head.
"Your a varsity football player and you can't even catch the car keys!" I tease.
"Its not my fault you can't throw!" He fires back.
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My Seven Brothers
Teen FictionCOMPLETED ; BEING EDITED Meet Isabella. She's a 16 year old girl. Isabella is your average normal girl. Except there's one thing different about her, she has 7 brothers. Seven brothers whom she loves dearly. But of course there's one thing that sh...