^^ This is a picture of Isabella's outfit and car.

The next day at school, Jenny arrived with a white bandage on her nose. So I guess the rumors were true. Via really did break her nose.

I wonder if she will get in trouble for doing that. Maybe, but only if they could actually prove that it was her and not some other person or that Jenny did it to herself. She deserves it. I've never done anything to her but ever since high school started she's bullied me.

Jenny's always making fun of the way I look, or how I dress, or even how I talk. It's been like this for years. At the beginning of our senior year the torment died down a little bit but for some reason it's back with a raging force and more scary than ever.

When I say it died down I mean Jenny completely ignored me. She didn't talk to me or even glare at me, she acted like I was invisible which was fine by me. I'd rather be invisible than be on her radar.

I can honestly say that I don't know what triggered this aggression towards me. She used to be somewhat nice to me in middle school and we hung out a couple of times outside of school, but never to the extent that I would call her one of my close friends.

The only person who knew about her bullying and teasing was Via.

Now that Via broke her nose she would most likely become an object of Jenny's wrath too.

I would tell a teacher but last time I did she threatened to beat me up until I couldn't walk anymore.

Plus, even if I had told the teacher wouldn't have done shit. Teachers never do anything to stand up to bullying besides 'tell an adult'. That never works. They all either ignore it or don't give the bully any consequences.

And now having Jenny's nose broken is one of the top punishments I could've wished for her. She's all plastic and air (her dad just so happens to own a plastic surgery clinic). The only thing that would be better would be to see her go down for everything she's ever done to me or anyone else.

The rest of my morning was spent thinking about Jenny and what I would do to her if I had the guts.

When lunch time rolled around, the only thing that stopped me from thinking about Jenny and her evil ways was the sight of food.

The cafeteria was serving chicken tenders and fries today, my favorite meal. Basic, I know but you can't help what you love.

I grabbed the meal and set it down on my red tray before grabbing a water bottle and heading towards Via.

She was already sitting down and kept shaking her right hand.

"Hey what's wrong with your hand?"

Via looked up at me surprised and said "oh nothing. It's just after I punched Jenny yesterday my hand was hurting so I went to the nurse and she said my hand was fine just a little bruise. The nurse told me to ice it and that it would be fine in a couple of days."

Her injury reminded me of my ribs. They hurt a little less than yesterday and I'm able to walk without limping so that's a good sign. They are still bruised pretty bad but it's dying down a little. The pain medicine I've been taking has been doing some good after all.

It's probably the only reason the pain isn't as bad.

Via, Leo, and my dad still don't know about the bruising on my ribs or what happened to me. Well, Via knows and she helped with the bruise on my face  but other than that no one knows. The bruise on my face is virtually gone and I can hide the bruise on my ribs without a problem so there's no point in telling anyone.

I can handle a little pain.

During lunch we sat and talked about where we maybe want to go for college. I want to go to NYU and Via is unsure about where she want's to go. She doesn't even know what she wants to do when she's older.

I got lucky that I discovered I have a knack for writing.

Not everybody knows what they want to once they graduate high school. She also mentioned something about Leo wanting to go to MIT.

This shocked me because I had no idea he was interested in anything technology related. Ever since we were little he's never expressed interest in anything technological. I wonder what he want's to go there for.

Maybe I can ask him.

Speaking of Leo since he made the team he sat with the other senior basketball players during lunch. He's already become quite popular among them because he is the best player that tried out.

He glanced over at me while he was laughing at something somebody said and winked at me. I looked away blushing, not knowing what to think.

After lunch, I went on with my day. Sometimes I would catch Leo looking at me in the halls but he never stared for very long. I wonder what he was thinking. It's impossible to tell.

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I got home from school around 3:30 and my dad wan't home yet. He got of work at 3:00 today but he mentioned that he has some doctors appointment for something so he won't be home until close to 6.

Via was next door doing something with Leo.

When I asked her about it she shrugged me off and quickly changed the subject. Maybe it has something to do with why Leo winked at me today.

They were planning something, that was for sure. What if Leo is starting his pranks again? No, he wouldn't. If Via is involved it can't be anything bad. She would never do anything to hurt me.

I decided that today was going to be a lazy night. Of course most of my night's were lazy nights but that doesn't matter.

I went upstairs and grabbed a pair of pajama's and went into my bathroom to change. I took off my shirt and thought my eyes were tricking me. That's impossible. It was completely fine this morning. How come it suddenly got worse?

My bruise was now covering half my torso and was a nasty shade of blue and purple that looked worse than yesterday.

What happened?

I haven't bumped it or put pressure on it, nothing that would make it this bad. I touched it and hissed in pain. the medicine had worn off about half an hour ago and now I couldn't even touch it without pain spreading throughout my ribs.

Something was wrong and I didn't know what to do.

There was only one person I could call, Isabella.

She was the only person that I knew that wouldn't question me about it. Plus, she didn't know any of my friends so how could she tell them. I also had a feeling that she was the type of person you could trust with something like this.

If I asked my friends or family they would all insist that I go to the hospital when I know I don't need to go. It's just a bruise, a really painful one, but I'll be better in a week.

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"Fix those files or else I will cut your hand off!" I heard some more muffled screams before Isabella finally talked.

"Sorry about that. I'm at my parent's company right now and they had some work they needed me to take care of. Why'd you call?" she asked.

"Oh well I was just wondering if you knew any tricks to make bruises go away faster. I tripped down the stairs and have this nasty bruise on my side."

The line went silent for a moment while Isabella thought.

"Well you could always put some sort of medical cream on it or go to the hospital," she replied.

"No thanks. I don't really want anyone to know. It would be really embarrassing if they found out."

She gave me a few suggestions that included things like using aloe vera, just icing it, and a bunch of other random things. For someone as young as her she sure had a lot of information on how to cure/ cover up bruises.

"If you want I can go to the store real quick and get some stuff and come over and help you," Isabella offered.

Was her coming here a good idea? I mean she is rich what if she got disgusted with my house or the way I live and left? Or what if Via and Leo found out? I mean they are right next door and there isn't really any normal reason for me to being hanging out with the heir to a multi-million dollar jewelry and fashion company.

"That would be great if you aren't too busy."

"It's fine. I'm actually done with all my work now. I'll be there in 15 minutes."

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15 minutes later on the dot the doorbell rang. I rushed downstairs, still in my clothes from school and opened the door.

"Hey Isabella come in." I opened the door a little wider as she stepped into my house. Before I closed the front door, I glanced into the driveway to see what kind of car she drove. It was a sleek, red ferrari.

Great totally doesn't scream 'hey I have a rich girl over' at all.

After giving her a quick tour of the house, we went up to my room.

Isabella was carrying a brown paper bag in one hand and her purse in the other. "So I didn't know which one you would want to try so I brought a couple different options."

She laid the 5 items out on my bed. There was an ice pack, heating pad, aloe vera, white bandages, and some eggs.

"Have you ever done multiple of these items at the same time?" I asked. Maybe if I used the ice pack, aloe vera and bandages my bruise will go away faster. "I have done it a couple times but whether it works or not is sketchy. Most of the time these items ability to cure bruises is dependent upon how quickly the person's body naturally recovers from bruises."

I decided to use all 3 items. I need this bruise to go away fast. If it gets worse then I probably will end up having to go to the hospital.

Half an hour later she was finished with the ice pack and smeared some aloe vera across my bruise, careful not to cause me any pain. then she started to wrap the bandages around my torso.

"So, shouldn't you be in college right now or something? Why is your family making you work?" This had been bugging me since our phone call. If she was only a couple years older than me that means she would be in college. If she was in college why would she be working during the day?

"Well I would've been a freshmen in college but my father is very controlling and didn't allow me to go. Especially since I wanted to go all the way across the country. He thought it would be better for me to work in the company and get first hand experience before I eventually take over the company in a couple of years."

"What I didn't tell him though is that I enrolled at Stanford and am doing my classes online and during the night. By the time he wants me to take over I will have already 'graduated' from college."

"Then I will have a degree like I wanted and be in charge of the company like he wanted. I still want to go to Stanford but I know that's never going to happen so this is the next best thing."

I didn't know what to say. I mean, my dad's never been like that with me. He's always encouraging me to chase my dreams. How am I supposed to comfort her? What am I supposed to say? This is all so crazy.

"You don't have to say anything. I know it's crazy."

She finished wrapping up my torso and then threw away all the trash. To change the topic I asked "So when's your birthday?"

"October 19."

Wow so she just turned eighteen. I can't believe she is only half a year older than me. She looks so much older than she actually is.

All the stress in her life must have caused that.

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Isabella went home a couple minutes later and than Via and my father both got home around 6.

We ate some pizza that my dad picked up on his way home and then I went back up to my room. It was a little hot so I opened my window to let in the cool night air.

I was in my room watching some show on Netflix when all of a sudden I heard a rustling noise and what sounded like a camera flashing outside my window. I walked over to the window cautiously and peered outside. Somebody's shadow ran across the street and out of my view before I got a good look at them.

Who was that?

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The next morning at school I ran into Teddy.

"Hey."

"Hey."

We stood there awkwardly. I didn't know what to say or do. This is so awkward.

"What'd you do last night?" he asked.

I told him that I wasn't feeling well so I just stayed in bed most of the night. "Are you okay? I saw you limping 2 days ago."

Was he watching me? How would he know the exact number of days it's been since I was limping? Why was he counting?

"You hurt your ribs right? I can take you to the hospital."

This was getting a little creepy now. He knows I'm injured because he saw me limping but how does he know I hurt my ribs? I only told Isabella about that.

And I know she wouldn't tell anyone. So why does Teddy know?

I made up some lame excuse to escape from him and then scurried to my locker. I can't believe I ever liked that guy. He was giving off major creep vibes just now, which is weird because he wasn't like this just a few weeks ago.

What changed?

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How does Teddy know she hurt her ribs? Why is Isabella's father so controlling? Will Leo ever find out?

I know I said at the end of the last chapter that this one would have more Leo but I'm sorry it didn't. I was planning on it but then as I started writing the chapter took a different turn than what I had planned.

But don't worry something big is definitely going to happen in the next chapter. And there will be plenty more Leo (and just a sprinkle of Teddy).

Also comment what Athena and Leo's ship name should be.

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