This is a first draft, expect grammar problems and spelling issues as well as plot holes (Well it's a bad boy/summer romance story. that is going to happen.) and well it's kind of bad so read at your own risk...

This is one the first stories that I started writing although I lost a lot of the last chapters and so I thought I would re-write the ending and put this up. I haven't looked at it since I finished. I started writing this in late 2010 and finished it last year, during the summer. I also have finished the spin-off, both I have not touched since I finished them so they are bad and I will at some point sort out all the issues but I am just not very good at it and well I am a little lazy when it comes to editing.

On the side is the lovely Clara Alonso, who is one my favourite models, anyways she playing Isabelle.

Anyways I hope you like this and I love to have some feedback.

Rosie

xoxo

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I hear the claps around me; however I am not fixated on with the situration. My eyes are probing the crowd, looking for someone very close to me. He's not there. He's too lazy to get off his lazy ass to come down here.

Today's the most important day of my high school life; my graduation, but my dad's a workaholic, and so, he is just busy. Busy, with everything else, but me, and my dad betokens the world to me, more than anyone else. I am his princess; it's only been us for as long as I can recollect.

My mother passed away when I was six, I did not know her, but I can remember what she looks like, and that is all that matters. She was in a car crash; my father still keeps the articles about it, it's in the third drawer of his desk. She would be ecstatic, to see we still have photos around the house with her. The principle is expressing his speech in a very boring tone, and there is more clapping around me. Once he has finished someone wraps their arms around my neck.

They belong to Annabelle Anderson, she is my best friend, and I met her when we were six. She moved a five-minute down the road from me. When we first met, we didn't get on. I detested her and she hated me as well. We'd been pushed together due to our fathers. You see our fathers collaborated on work and so her mother would look after me a lot of the time. It took a while to even become friends, now we are best friends and I would change it any other way. Anna is the opposite of me, but I just didn't care.

My father is famous, and because he doesn't have a wife (anymore), the paparazzi goes to the only other girl he has in his life, me. His eighteen year old daughter, Americans sweetheart. I love it most of the time, but I've always been followed. I am the good girl, and I wouldn't change that reputation in any shape or form.

Annabelle well, she is marginally of a party girl. Every friendship needs the good girl, and the bad girl. She gets drunk. I'm the person who drops her off at home, but then I'd rather read a book than being high/drunk.

'We've graduated, how amazing is that?' She expresses in a slight too positive manner. She pulls away from me. Her face pulls into a smile, and I smile back at her. She is a very pretty girl, and eve though she is my best friend, I would call her, well she's always sexually active. She goes through so many guys, but that's because she gets bored very easily. Her hair is a light brown color, and it reaches about halfway down her back. Her completion is pretty damn perfect, and her eyes are brown, they are stunning. She is pale, but she still looks oh-so-beautiful.

'Yeah, I know it's great.'

'Dad not here?' I shake my head, and she pulls me into a hug. Then, I feel another pair of arms wrap around us and I Annabelle moan. 'Kyle, go away.' I could not help, but laugh. I am friends with Kyle, but he is more Annabelle's friend than mine. I know that Anna and Kyle would be perfect for one another, but they are both blind as one another, leaving them in the 'friend zone' forever more. My father's not an immense fan of him because his family is not rich; he is a little stuck up when it comes to that. Kyle's just the lovable guy and is always there for you when you are feeling low. His hair is honey brown, and he has sparkling blue eyes that make every girl I meet melt. I do not see him like that, I find myself drawn into his eyes every know and again though.

'So, how are my favourite's two girls?' Heexpresses wrapping his arms around my shoulder as well as Anna's. I roll my eyes and I see Anna's cheeks blush red.

'Have you seen my dad?' I ask sounding hopeful. He licks his lips and shakes his head.

'I don't genuinely want to see him. You know he doesn't like me.' I roll my eyes before I smile at him, and I kiss him on the cheek, which makes him smirks. My eyes go over the crowd again, and my face goes into a smile. I pull myself away from Kyle and run over to my dad.

My dad was fifty last year. He's losing hair, and it's withal losing its color. I have the same eyes as him, and my characteristic in wanting to achieve emanates from him. He has his bodyguard to the right of him; he is standing there in an black suit. I flung my arms around my dad's neck, and he pulls me into a hug.

'You genuinely think I was going to miss your graduation.'

'I had started to doubt you.' I whisper to him, and I pull away to look at the smile across his face.

'When have I broken a promise?' It was true, if he promises something, he doesn't break it. I know his work can be hectic, but he always puts me before anyone else. That makes me dote him to pieces. 'Additionally, I got you and your friends a present.' He says handing me a box. It's glittery and gold, my eyebrows furrow together in confusion. I didn't have a clue what this could be; my father has never understood teenage girls. He normally asks his sister to ask me what I want for a preset. I examine the present turning it in my hands four times. I look at the black bow and pull it off, then I tear the paper off, and I see a box. Still in a state of confusion, I am left to take a deep breath, as I open the lid and find myself looking down at seven pieces of paper. I pick up the top one, and I see that it is a flight ticket to London. I'm shocked; I'm blissful and couldn't help myself jump up and down in happiness. I hug my dad and say.

'Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much. You are like the best dad ever.'

'Well, it's a flight to London, and I'm ecstatic you like it so much. So, I got tickets for you, Annabelle, Kyle, Nicole, Mason, Haley, and the only deal is that Matthew has to come.' I glare at him when he says his name.

Matthew or as most people call him, Matt is my older cousin. He is only three months older than me. He makes it his mission to make my life a living hell. I love him some of the time. We do have our moments; if I am upset and it's just the two of us; he is the sweetest guy in the world. Although as soon as he is around his friends, he is a girl's nightmare. It's the constant sex jokes and perverted comments that are pretty horrible, and I couldn't believe what goes through his mind. He is 'The Jock'. He plays many girls, and I know he will be happy about this trip because it's another challenge for him.

'So, Bella, I guess your dad told you.' Matt says, as he puts his arm on my shoulder. I glare at him, and his mouth pulls into a smile. He is blond, his eyes are blue, and we are often said to be brother and sister. 'Hey Uncle Simon.'

'Matthew, I see you actually graduated.'

'I was always going to. Anyway, I was third in the class.' Incoherent asshole. Not only is he the number one jock in school, he is also one the smartest. I know he would be number one, but I doubt the teachers would be too fond of him giving a speech. Honestly I would have found the speech rather comical I wouldn't say that to his face.

'Congratulations. I hope you enjoy your time in London. Isabelle why don't you go to tell your friends, and I am going to talk with my sister.' I kiss him on the cheek and nod.

'Why does my dad love you?'

'Because I am awe-inspiring." I look at him like he is taking the mick and then he says. "Anyway, go talk with your friends while I go and find mine." He walks off in the other direction. I turn to see Anna and Kyle. Kyle is talking with Anna's parents, and I see Anna's eyes have not left him. I walk over to them and her parents greet me; Anna is her parents' child. She has her father's eyes, her mother's smile and hair, the tone of her skin is more in her father's favour though.

'Hey Mr, and Mrs. Anderson.' Her father greats me by saying.

'Isabelle, I have not seen you in a while. I guess you are here to talk with Annabelle and Kyle.' I nod and he takes his wife's hand and walks towards my father. The corner of Kyle's lip has turned up, and I can see he is trying not to laugh. He always finds it funny when Anna and mine full names, and I hit him on the arm, and he bites down on his lip.

'So, what's up?' Anna says. I hand her the tickets, and her mouth falls open. She flung her arms around me, and the tickets fell to the ground. Kyle catches them, and he joins in with the hug crushing both me and Anna.

'Kyle.' I groan not wanting to hurt him. You know those types of people who can make the worst day in your life, seem good. That's Kyle in a nutshell. He was genuinely positive and sometimes I wonder if he is on something, like he gives the impression that he could be smoking weed twenty-four seven. Saying that, I wouldn't want him any other way.

'So, we are going to London right? It's not anyone else.' Anna asks, her face looking in hopeful and I can see the smile endeavoring to fight its way onto her face.

'No, you are my friends. You're my best friend, of course, you're coming. It would be so dull without you.' She smiles and hugs me tighter. Kyle moves back and examines the tickets.

'There are seven tickets. Who's the last one for?' I bite down on my lip, and Anna pulls away from me, and I say.

'Matt.' they both grown and say.

'Really?'

'In my dad's condition. It's just Matt, so we may have the nice side of him." I hug them both and the smile on my face grows.

'So, we have three days to pack.' Anna says, and I catch Kyle's eyes before we both burst out laughing. Then, I see two of my other friends. Nicole Lewis and Mason Chapman the 'it' couple of the damn town. The funny thing is Nicole and Mason are not captains, they are just the couple who will be together forever. You can spot them from a mile. Mason is a football player; he has a toned body and an astonishing six-pack which every girl drools over. He is a little on the thick side, but he has his romantic moments. He is blond with immensely colossal muscles and towers over most of the other people around him. Nicole is skinny, but tall, she has gorgeous red hair, which is slightly curly, and waist length.

They do make me feel sick, and some moments because they are so 'loved up'. Mason has his hands loose on Nicole's waist, while hers are around his neck. They are talking, but every few seconds Mason leans in to take Nicole's lip in his.

'They make me want to throw up.' Kyle says as his eyes follow mine to land on Mason and Nicole.

'They're happy. I just hope that when I ask them to London, they don't do that twenty-four seven.' We both laugh. Anna hasn't even notice as her eyes are on Kyle, making me roll my mine. I turn to Kyle and smileat him.

'What do you want?'

'Can you go and be a guy and drag them over here.' He spots as well as walks over. I look at him and watch him mutter something, and Nicole pulls away and glares at Mason. She shoots him a glare and crosses her arms. Mason looks over at me and, then says something. Nicole looks up at me and waves afore walking over here to give me a hug.

'You suck and I actually thought Mason was telling the world about our sex life. I hate you so much.' She then, hugs Anna. Mason and Kyle have wandered over to here by now. Mason places his arm on Nicole's back and pulls her close to him. 'So, why did you make me hate you?'

'We are going to London.' Both their mouths fall open, and they pull me into a hug. 'My dad sorted it all out. Well, he possibly asked someone else to sort it out, but we will leave in three days. Any of you know where Haley is?' They shake their heads, and I pout, and they pull me tight to their bodies and Nicole says.

'You are like the best person in the world and I love you. I love you. I love you.'

'What about me?' Mason groans and I let out a brief giggle. She pulls him close to her and presses her lips to his. He kisses her back hungrily, and I begin to feel a little uncomfortable.

'So, I heard Nicole faked an organism the other week.' I catch Anna's eye, and we both burst out laughing. Mason pulls away from Nicole and turns to Kyle and says.

'Not cool.'

"Then, you know the moral of the story. Don't rub in the fact you have a girlfriend, and I don't" I feel the corners of my lips turn up and I could not help so, I let out a laugh. 'Well, shall we all meet at Isabelle's later?' He says with a smirk. I hit him around the head, but nod.

'And I need to find Haley.'

'If anyone see her we will tell. Thanks a lot Bella.' Mason says hugging me and kissing me on the cheek. I smile at him. He wraps his arm around Nicole, and they walk off in the other direction. Anna goes to find her parents, and I follow her because I bet they will be nearby. Our fathers are in deep conversation, but stop when they see us.

'So, shall we go and celebrate then?' I nod before following my father back to his car.