The next day, when Isabella arrived in class, everyone stared at her. Unlike the day before when the stares went unnoticed, she was now completely aware of them. Some people were gawking at her while others were trying to pretend they weren’t staring. Some people were even whispering about her to their friends, but she just ignored them. Instead, she walked to her regular seat and sat next to a bewildered Scott. “I promise you, seeing you like this is so weird,”
Isabella smiled, “Tell me about it. I still can’t believe this is me,” She said, as she pulled her laptop out.
“Well, it is you and I can honestly admit that you are beautiful. I’m glad that the scars are gone,” Scott said, with a soft smile. Lately, he had been having mixed feelings about Isabella. He still believed that she co
