17 year old Isabelle Rodriguez has home schooled since 6th grade. Now she is at the end of her 11th. Her life is always books and pencils and boring classes with her father. Her mother died whenever Isabelle was 6. She doesn't have any friends. She doesn't have a boyfriend. No phone, no computer. Just herself, her father, and her room. One day she over doses and ends up being "kidnapped" by an unidentified nurse who practically hires her to work for a secret company. There she meets a boy who changes her life.. Forever.


18. Am I Ready For This?

    "Tonight. Tonight is a huge night. It's going to be special and it's going to be a night to remember. Okay?" Blake said. He grabbed my hand and smiled. I was happy but scared at the same time. "Don't be scared. I promise, it will be okay." He said. I faked a smile. It's going to be big? What's that mean? I couldn't imagine what is going to happen. Nothing to big I hope.

    "Okay." I said. He smiled and kept his eyes on the road. I looked at him for a little while. Admiring the shape of his face. His full lips. The muscles on his arms that showed through his tux. I wonder if he noticed that I was watching him.

       Blake's Pov: 


    I could feel her eyes. She was looking at me. Well, I feel like it. I couldn't tell. If I look over, will she be looking at me? I have these feeling that I am not prepared for. Am I ready to make this commitment? Is she? Will it work? I have been thinking so hard about it for the past month and when we went all the way the other night, I felt as if we were ready. But, I don't know.

  I turned my head and glanced at her. At that moment, I caught her eyes. She turned away really fast. She was so cute when she blushed and when she was embarrassed. I laughed and grabbed halt of her hand. She smiled and turned up the music. Trumpets by Jason Duerlo was on. She sung to it and a couple of others songs until we reached the Gardens.

   We were directed to a parking space and then we went to the front office. We paid and walked out of the back. I saw the photographer I hired and gestured for him to follow us. She never noticed him the whole time as we walked through all of the beautiful lights. We walked through the sea one. The jungle. Christmas. Bridge. River. We finally came to her favorite part. The Garden.

   All of the flowers were lights but it was still beautiful. Roses. Violets. Blue, red, yellow trumpets. Forget-me-nots. Orchids. All of the flowers you could think of. We walked to the middle and looked all around. She laid her head on my chest while I wrapped my arms around her. I know now, is the right time to make my move.  

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