"Sorry, this is the second time and I'm still bumping into people. So, I rather you stifle the laugh as I get up." I pick up the last book, I look up seeing his face as I stand. He smiles at me as I put hair behind my ear.
"Nice taste in books, are you moving?" He asks me, I look down at the books and quickly look back up.
"I actually just arrived, but I guess I technically am." He continues to smile but with an confused expression. "Well- I came to this school but I will be switching--it's complicated." We both laugh, then I look back to the books. "I've read these books, but they aren't mine--I was helping my friend move her things."
"That's nice of you to do that for her. Anyways, I just arrived as well, I came from Chicago." I nod, picking the books pages.
"Oprah...and wind." I say awkwardly, I look down feeling dumb for my response.
"I'm Dean, by the way." He says lowering his head to me, making me look up at him.
"Oh hi! Uh-me- I'm Isabella." She smiles brightly nodding his head.
"Nice name, it's elegant, I like it." I nod and hear the bell ring, I start walking away until he speaks up again. "What're you doing after?" I turn around surprised.
"Well, I have to go back home...my parents are really strict on me."
"Oh, well then maybe another time." He says, I smile.
"Another time." I state while walking away. I smile to myself while walking to class, but my smile disappears as I enter, seeing Rory. I sit next to her and place her books down at her desk. "Hey, you said you were leaving, right?" She nods. "I'm guessing Chilton?"
"How'd you know?" I shrug and smirk towards her. "You're going as well, well at least I'll have a friend." I laugh. The class starts making both of us turn silent.
I silently do my work, knowing I won't be able to turn in it by next week. As I finish it up, the class ends. Then another starts, then ends, the day goes by like a flash and I can't even remember if I had breakfast this morning. That's a lie, I had water, but technically it doesn't count, whatever, you understand what I mean. I exit the school, and see Peter right in front, every body stares and whispers as I go over to him. He opens the door, I enter quickly, he shuts the door.
As he enters the drivers seat, I see Rory and Dean talking to one another, walking towards the street. My heart clenches a bit as we drive away, I look down at my hands and continue to block out those thoughts. The drive feels long, I wish it wasn't, I lookout the window and see the bushes fly by. As we turn into the driveway, the maid opens the door, making me confused about my parents, I get out the car seeing her smile brightly at me. I return the kind gesture, not being able to feel it.
I enter and quickly go up to my room, tossing my bag beside my dresser. I go over to my window and open it. Why am I worrying? I shouldn't be, I'm friends with the both of them, everything will be fine either way. I hype myself up as I turn on the television, watching my favorite shows. I go onto my bed, laying on my stomach, watching as time goes by. A random maid comes in my room, placing a stack of clothes down in plastic bags. I confusingly sit up, furrowing my brows, the maid goes by the door, raising her brows as she exits.
I jump out of bed and go over to the clothes, I lift the top one up seeing the Chilton logo on the side. I put down the clothes and go out my room, trying to find my father and mother, I check the basic rooms, not spotting either of them. I hear a car slowly drive up, I go over to the window, seeing both my mother and father get out of the vehicle. I watch our maid go for the door, but I run, beating her to it. I swing the door open, running down our driveway, my parents are surprised as they see me approach.
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Years to Come || (Gilmore Girls based fanfiction) (Dean X Reader)
FanfictionIsabella Porter was the daughter of a very rich family, she always lived outside of Stars Hollow which made her family visit everyday. She has always been closed off from the little town, her parents forced her to be with other rich families, making...