Izzy was her name, Izzy the brown haired straight A student. She is 5'2, short. Her father, is really strict, and so is her mother. Izzy is an only child.

So, the story shall begin ~

Dad -

"A ball!?" My voice cracked a little.

Izzy -

"Yes...a ball..." I whispered back in a polite tone.

Mom -

"No! You should study Izzy! College isn't too far around the corner!" I wailed.

Izzy -

"It's just one night..." My voice quivered a bit. "I promise, my grades will be fine when I come back from this field trip."

Literally, everyone's grades will be fine, but my parents seem to think, that if I even miss a day without studying, my brain will turn to moosh.

Dad -

"It's not happening Izzy!"

Izzy -

His words burned through my skull. All he ever says is no. Matter in fact, I can't remember a single time in my life, where they didn't look like an angry old couple, but they aren't old.

Mom -

"Now! No more talk about this nonsense! Go upstairs and washed up before dinner!"

Izzy -

"I've already cleaned up ma'am..." She stared at me.

Mom -

"Okay...Then come help me with dinner!" She nodded slowly. She cut the onions slowly and carefully. "Dear, they aren't going to hurt you...go a little faster with cutting."

Izzy -

A house wife is what she wants me to be. I love art though. I feel as if I'm floating on a blanket or colors, and the feelings that are hidden beneath the light, erupt all over the sketch book. My parents barely let me touch anything sharp, except...kitchen knives. Also, a reason why I hide all my sketching utensils.

Dad -

"Izzy!" I yelled out. She peeked around the corner of the door.

Izzy -

My father has a very big interest in golfing, every six o'clock, he would sit on the couch like now, then, he'd ask me to get him two beers.

Mom -

"No, I don't think so," I whispered. I dumped the beer out and replaced it with water. Izzy stared in shock. "He will never know dear."

Izzy -

Slowly I turned around and went back to my father. I set the drinks down on a coffee tray.

Dad -

"Good girl," I patted her head. "Go back to your mother now."

Izzy -

Is this all I have? All I want? I don't have a single person I can actually call friend because of my parents.

Dad -

"It's rude to stare, now, mind your manors and go help your mother."

Izzy -

"Uh, yah..."

Dad -

"Don't start with, uh, in a sentence, it's in proper."

Izzy -

There's a lot of things that are in proper. I went back to helping my mother. "Why can't I have any fun?"

Mom -

"We've talked about this, your going to be a scholar, you don't need fun, you need studying."

Izzy -

"What if I don't want to be a scholar?" I whispered back. She let out a gasp.

Mom -

"Don't you ever speak like that!" I scolded her. "It is my job to..."


Izzy -

"Clean! Cook!" I growled. Quickly I put my knife down. "You don't listen to what I want! I have no friends because of you both!"

Mom -

"Izzy! You don't raise your tone at me!" I snapped back.

Izzy -

"I do when I want you to listen to reasoning!"

Mom -

"There's nothing to talk about!"

Izzy -

"There's plenty to talk about! I'm different than you! You and my father won't except that! I want to go out! Just one night only!"

Mom -

"No!" I lowered my tone.

Izzy -

I stopped arguing. "Your right, I'm sorry," I whispered again. I knew if I continued I'd get smacked across the face. There was no point on arguing about it anymore.

We all sat at the table and had dinner quietly.

Dad -

"Izzy, what can you give us, to let you go to this party?"

Izzy -

"That's not fair," I sighed. "You both had fun in your older days, why can't I?" They looked at each other.

Mom -

I sighed also. "Fine, you can go."

Dad -

"None the less, you are to be home before curfew."

Izzy -

"Really?"

Mom -

"Yes, now, don't waste to much time sitting here talking with us, go on upstairs and get dressed."

Izzy -

I got up slowly, "thank you," I kissed their cheeks.

I got dressed, but I didn't think I looked to good in something that wasn't formal. I hugged myself a little. Aunty gave me a dress, a red dress, because then she told me it will catch someone's eye.

Mom -

Izzy came downstairs an hour later, with a dress...a red...dress, "I don't approve."

Izzy -

"All the other girls are wearing it, and I'm not taking it off."

Dad -

"She looks fine Ashley," I patted my wife's shoulder.

Mom -

I smacked him hard, "only because your sister gave it to her!" He rolled his eyes at me. "Not in front of Izzy, Rick! We teach her not to be disrespectful! Here you are rolling your eyes though!"

Dad -

"I'm the man of the house."

Mom -

"Every man, is the head of the house," I stared at him very intensely, "but the woman is the neck, and I tell you what's, what."

Izzy -

Slowly I walked away from the both of them. When I got to the party, it was really hopping, or so that's what everyone else thought.

West -

I stared at the mysterious girl that came in. "Sorry, but, this is a highschool dance for high schoolers."

Izzy -

"I...am...a highschool girl...thank you very much," I mean, my boobs couldn't give it away could it? He keeps staring at my chest though.

West -

"...Right...So..."

Izzy -

"My eyes are up here," I snapped my finger at his face.

West -

"Right...sorry..."

Izzy -

He handed me a cup. I took a drink of it.

West -

She drank it all the way to nothing. "...Uh..." It was alcohol.

Izzy -

"Wow...what...is this stuff?" He was just shocked.

West -

"Uh..." I didn't know what to say to her, she's beautiful...and now drunk.

Izzy -

He grabbed my hand, I shrugged it off a bit. "I've never been to one of these parties."

West -

"I'll make it worth your time then."

Izzy -

The boy handed me a chip bag. This is supposed to be worth my time?

West -

I leaned down, and pecked her on the cheek.

Izzy -

Lots of people stared at us. "What...was that?" He smiled.

Mom -

Izzy didn't wake up, she slept all day, her father tried waking her, I tried waking her, but she didn't wake up. Pajamas and all. She came downstairs, and asked the most strangest thing.

Izzy -

"I made a friend," I put my head down to hide my face from embarrassment, because I really don't remember last night, except the part where I woke up naked. "Now...can someone tell me...what sex is? Or... should I go find a book?..." My father sprayed his coffee every where and my mother froze up like an ice cube. They stared at me, I stared at them.

Mom -

"Uh...well...you see..." I stopped talking.

Dad -

"It's when..."

Mom & Dad -

"Wait, why are you asking?"

Izzy -

I blinked a few times. "I'm curious. You have me read everything that comes into this house, but, this time, there's no book for this."

Mom -

"Aren't you in health class Izzy?"

Izzy -

"No, father and mother said, we shouldn't trust the school, and that, doctors are some what bad..."

Dad -

I let out a long sigh.

Mom -

"Alright...let's go upstairs and talk, Izzy."

Izzy -

My mother explained to me, where babies come from, that's what she called it. She sat in silence for a while. I felt like I was going to puke though.

Mom -

"So...what brought this question?"

Izzy -

"Nothing," I trailed off. "Can I go live with grandma for a while?" She frowned at me.

Mom -

"Why would you want to go live with her!?"

Izzy -

"Summer...I...just want to go...and live with her a bit... she's offered to take me in...many times."

Mom -

"Am I not good enough for you Izzy!? I put a roof over your head! Food on the table!"

Izzy -

"I need time, away from you and dad, you both distract me in my studies a lot."

Mom -

"We do not!" She was lying, but I don't understand why.

Izzy -

The boy stood next to my locker. His jersey was on. A football boy? Me, a nerd, had sex with a jock?"

West -

I held my hand out, "West." She took my hand.

Izzy -

"Izzy..." I whispered, "West?" I looked at him like he was stupid. "Sorry, but, west, it's not, what your facing, it's north."

West -

"Yes, but my name...it's, West."

Izzy -

"Oh..."

West -

"Well...how about me and you go out for dinner some time?"

Izzy -

"Uh, a date?" He nodded awkwardly. Lots of girls were getting jealous, I looked down at my shoes and up. "No, I don't think so, I'm not your type of girl."

West -

"Yes, you are," I grabbed her hand. "I gave away something special last night, and I told my guys that, I'd never have sex with anyone, as long as the girl I have, is short, and has a snippy tone, not to mention, you dressing up as a nerd, actually turns me on."

Izzy -

I don't understand what he means by, "turn me on" but I don't care. "I'm sorry, North or West, whatever you are. I can't afford being distracted, my parents want me to be a scholar of some boring school."

West -

"Then I'll prove to you, that I can be good enough."

Izzy -

"Huh?" He winked at me and walked away. Why is he so cheesey? "Uh! Wait! Hey!" I yelled out after him. He was already in the library.

West -

"I bet you'd be a sexy librarian!" I smirked. She hit my arm. "Will you be my girlfriend?" She kept looking at my shoes. "What?"

Izzy -

"I'm sorry, but, my mother says that, you should always tie your shoe lace, otherwise it's going to make you trip yourself," I sighed. "Now, if you want to make yourself look like a fool in front of me, go right ahead, but if not and you really want to go on that date and be my boyfriend, then, I think you should tie the knot."

West -

"Tie the knot huh?" She nodded.

Izzy -

"If my parents find out I'm dating you, and that we had sex, well, they might kill you, and scold me a thousand times."

West -

"Izzy, were you on the pill?"

Izzy -

"What's a pill?" West frowned at me. "My parents keep me secluded from everyone...that's why...I don't have friends..."

West -

"...Izzy..."

Izzy -

I turned around a little, my mother smiled. "Why are you here?"

Mom -

"Well, I decided it was time I got a job, so, I'm the librarian."

Izzy -

She handed me a stack of books.

West -

"Izzy, we will talk later," I gave her a serious face.

Izzy -

"I..." My mother looked at him.

Mom -

"Who's the boy?"

Izzy -

"My friend," I whispered. She nodded slowly and started walking over to him, but I grabbed her hand and kept her from meeting him. "Do not, don't you even think about meeting him," I said it in a stubborn tone.

Mom -

"Why not?"

Izzy -

"Because," I sighed. I hugged the books and walked out of the classroom. I sadly sat on the steps off the school.

West -

"Why so glum?"

Izzy -

"What do you mean!?" I hit him hard with a book, "want to read about teenage pregnancy!?" His face went white.

West -

"Have you...did you..." She shook her head no, and covered her face with her palms.

Izzy -

"No, I don't know, but something isn't right with me, I didn't get my period, and it should have started...and now my mother is working in my School," I started crying.

West -

I sighed. "I'm here for you," I smiled. She looked at me and frowned.

Izzy -

"I bet you couldn't even change a damn diaper even if you were asked to."

West -

I placed my hand on my heart, "ouch."

Izzy -

He tipped my chin up, and he kissed me. Some how our kiss went from soft, to passionate. My mother came out behind us, after we were more apart from each other.

Mom -

"Come on Izzy," I patted her head. She followed.

Izzy -

I stopped following my mother, she turned and looked at me. I need my own phone desperately. I turned and looked at West. Slowly I pulled a sticky note out and I handed it to him, on it, was my number. "I half to be honest, it's not really mine, but, at least you can call," I smiled.

West -

"Who's..."

Izzy -

"Anyways, it was nice meeting you," I held my hand out.

Mom -

"Didn't you just meet him last night at the dance?" Their faces went completely white.

Izzy -

I felt like I was going to barf. "Uh yah," I took my hand back.

West -

She was loosing it. She breathed in deeply. Izzy wanted to say something, she looked like she was going to cry again.

Izzy -

"Actually, I think I'm going to walk with West," I looked at my mother. "I don't want him going alone."

Mom -

"How about, I drop him off?" She shook her head. Something was on her mind, I could tell by the look on her face.

Izzy -

"I'll be home later, I'm going to study with West."

Mom -

"I don't like that idea."

Izzy -

"My teacher said I was his tutor," I smiled a bit. "So, I have no choice."

Mom -

"Fine, but...be home before curfew, there are things me and your father have planned."

Izzy -

"Okay..."

Mom -

Izzy came home, and she wasn't happy. She sat down and stared at this teenage boy, and his parents. "Izzy, this is Ben," he smiled at her then held his hand out, she stared at it though.

Izzy -

"Your hands, have dirt on them," I got up from my seat. "Now, why are they here?"

Dad -

"We arranged a marriage between you both, you are betrothed to him."

Ben -

"Yah, and, you can start showing me how handy you are in the kitchen."

Izzy -

"No," I whispered. "I'm not betrothed to him," I sighed in exhaustion.

Mom -

"Are you okay?"

Izzy -

"Sorry, sir, but, I have someone in mind already," my dad shook his head.

Dad -

"No, you do not."

Izzy -

"Can we talk privately?" I looked at both of my parents.

Dad -

"Whatever you half to say, just say it."

Izzy -

"I have a boyfriend," I crossed my arms. "We love each other, and I don't feel like cheating on him."

Dad -

"What!?"

Izzy -

"Yah," it sounded unbelievable. Dad stared intensely at me. The anger filled the room, like a balloon about ready to pop. "In going to stay with, my grandma for the weekend, I need someone to talk to."

Mom -

"Why can't you talk to us?"

Izzy -

"Because you always over react, or, you just get pissed off," her eyes widened. "I'm not, who you want me to be, I'm not a scholar girl, and also, I'm not you," I shrugged. "I want to be a painter."

Mom -

"A...painted?"

Izzy -

"Yes," I sighed. The kid and his parents left. "I am not a virgin by the way," I slowly sat down in my chair. "You guys, want me to come to you, well, here I am, setting down my rules."

Dad -

"No, you don't get rules."

Izzy -

"I do."

Mom -

"What do you mean your not a virgin!?"

Izzy -

"West is my boyfriend, I got drunk the night at the school party, he brought me home, and well, I can't say it's rape, if I didn't particular have an interest in the quarter back."

Dad -

I frowned. "Drinking!? Sex!? What's next!? Drugs!"

Izzy -

"Actually," I put my hand up to silence him, "a baby," my mother collapsed onto her chairs seat.

Mom -

"What the hell do you mean baby!?"

Izzy -

"I'm pregnant," I leaned back in my chair. "Now, I'm not going to be a scholar, I'm not going to be like you two, I'm going to have my own life, not to mention, I'm leaving," I got up.

Mom -

"No!" I growled.

Dad -

"You sit your ass down right now!"

Izzy -

I grabbed my coat from the wrack, "no," I looked back at them, "I'm not a child anymore, so, stop treating me like one."

Dad -

"Fine! Then a woman doesn't need her parents!" I got up.

Izzy -

I stared at him, as he opened the door.

Dad -

"Stay, and get an abortion, or leave."

Izzy -

I stared at the front door. "Parents like you, don't deserve a child," and with that, I left the house.

Mom -

"Izzy!" She kept walking, as Rick stopped me from chasing after her. "That was not fair Rick!" I gasped out.

Dad -

"She did this to herself, she's a shameful person to are family."

Mom -

"Our only daughter Rick! It's not like we can have anymore kids! How do we know that she isn't upset about some boy having sex with her while unconscious!?"

Dad -

"She should have been more responsible, and like she said, she's not a kid anymore."

Izzy -

I spent the night with West. His parents knew about it all, because, I made a freak show after having sex with him, also, they found lot's of "evidence" to prove it.

West -

I held her close to me. I felt happy. "Izzy, will you be mine?" She turned and looked at me.

Izzy -

"What do you mean?" West smiled.

West -

"Will you marry me?" She smiled a tad bit in a shocked way.

Izzy -

I patted her head, "I'll think about it."

West -

"Okay," I brought her closer to me. She giggled a little. Her laughter is cute. "My mom said, you can have the second room, next to mine," she snuggled her head into my chest, she was all snuggled up.

Izzy -

"So...you want me to stay?" I looked up at him.

West -

"Of course."

Izzy -

"Was that sarcasm?" He had a tone. He shook his head no, and he kissed me before I looked back down at my tummy. "I'm going to get fat, and you aren't going to like me anymore."

West -

"Nobody is perfect," I sighed. "It is human nature," I smirked. "Woman are to have children, and work, and men are to provide for the family."

Izzy -

I sighed. "My life is different than yours," I wrapped my arms around him like a teddy bear. "My parents betrothed me to some boy...and when I told them..." I went silent for a moment.

West -

"Told them what?"

Izzy -

"That...I was pregnant...they got so angry, and after I said I was leaving, my father opened the door and kicked me out."

West -

Our lives are really different. Izzy has an accent to her voice.

November ~

Izzy -

West's mother handed me a jacket, brown, and very much fluffy on the edges of the coat, and perfect fit around my baby bump.

West -

"Alright, I'll see you when you get home," Izzy smiled a little. We don't have sex, we kiss, and everything else, but no sex, because Izzy wants to wait, for a special moment.

Izzy -

I walked through the store, it feels like I'm doing what I was before, being the house maid. I stared at a jar of pickles, then I slowly grabbed it. Once I started going out of the isle, a woman's cart bumped into mine! My teacher...I haven't been to her class in seven months.

Mrs. Rice -

"Izzy?"

Izzy -

She didn't see my baby bump, just me. "Uh...hi..." She frowned a little.

Mrs. Rice -

"A straight, A, student..." I crossed my arms. "You stopped coming to school...why?" I whispered.

Izzy -

"I have a lot of things on my mind," I whispered back. She looked into my cart a bit. There was some baby blankets. Her mouth dropped.

Mrs. Rice -

"You had a baby!?"

Izzy -

"No," she stopped gawking. I stepped away from the cart, and her mouth dropped again.

Mrs. Rice -

"...No...not had, have."

Izzy -

"Wonderful, now that you've waisted half of my time, you mind moving your cart so that I can go pee? Because this baby also has a bladder," My tone of voice was quiet.

Mrs. Rice -

"Uh...yah...sorry..." I moved it, she smiled.

Izzy -

"Thank you."

Mrs. Rice -

"Where have you been staying Izzy?" She looked back at me.

Izzy -

"With my boyfriend."

Mrs. Rice -

"Who's your boy?"

Izzy -

"West Brooks." I quickly ran to the bathroom. I came out to find my mother in the store, she was looking at some products, and my cart was right across from me, I'm prettg sure she won't see me if I dart to my cart. I waited for her to then around, she did, she kind of looked sad. I used to go shopping with her, so that she wouldn't be alone, because my father don't like going into the store. So, I waited.





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