sleeping with the enemy ?? zach herron

ISABELLA {pov}

"Good morning Ms Lange" The voice of someone talking wakes me up.

I slowly open my eyes to see one of the cleaning ladies of our house opening my curtains which let the lighting of a bright sun shine through my window.

"Morning" I respond back.

I grab my phone and scroll through Instagram for a bit.

After a few minutes, I decide to get up and shower.

I got up and choose an outfit and headed to the bathroom.

It's going to be a super long day today.

After being gone for many years, I'm finally gonna be walking around the LA streets again.

I got out of the shower and changed.

I applied all my jewelry which obviously was my families company's jewelry.

They didn't allow me to wear another kind of jewelry, which was way to strict rules for my liking.

For my parents, it was very disrespectful to wear another brand of jewelry since they said ours was the best one.

I went downstairs, ate breakfast and called an Uber who in 15 minutes, was already here.

This guy is getting a good tip.

"Take me to the Hollywood streets" I told the Uber driver.

I wanted to go back to the days when my family didn't have many hate towards another family like they do now with the Herron's.

But that's my life and my destiny, there is nothing I can do about it.

In less than 20 minutes, we were in Hollywood since it was very close to Beverly Hills {Authors note; I know many of y'all know but for those who don't know Beverly Hills and Hollywood are in LA}

I payed the guy and got down of the car, obviously giving him a good tip.

"Thank you" I tell him.

He smiles, nods and leaves.

I walk towards Starbucks since I decided to get something to drink first.

I obviously ordered my favorite drink; a Mocha frappe.

My name was called and I walked over to the table and grabbed my drink.

I went and grabbed napkins from the other table and I turned around when I suddenly bumped into someone and spilled my coffee all over the person.

What a great start.

I look up to the person and see a hot boy with chocolate brown eyes and pink cheeks with his hair nicely done.

He was so hot that I can only imagine-

Stop Isabella.

"I-I'm so so sorry" I say grabbing napkins and giving them to the young boy.

He grabs them and smiles.

"Hey don't worry, it's okay" He says.

"I'll buy you another one" He says grabbing my hand and pulling me to the counter.