Isabella pov

I felt sorry for what I had said to him earlier; he was really nice to me the whole day. But I kept acting rudely with him.

He really helped me a lot, as if he was not in high school like us. I wonder why someone like him with too much knowledge is even in high school.

My mom brought us back to earth; I knew that we might go further and do something nasty if she didn’t call out our names.

We walked side by side and step by step down the stairs until we reached our small dining room. Noah pulled the seat for me,...