Isabella's pov:
"Bells stop, wait for us." I heard voices of my friends behind me but I was in my own daze walking towards the parking lot.
I was going through so many emotions at that moment, hurt, jealousy, anger, embarrassment and God knows what else
"Watch out," I heard a panicked voice and then someone pulled me with a sudden jerk.
"What the f**k." I cursed out aloud as I tripped over something and collided with a wall.
No it wasn't a wall actually...
It was someone's chest.
As I looked up I was met with a pair of black-brown eyes behind the rim of old-fashioned gold glasses.
"That car was about to hit you." He let go of my arm and pointed his finger towards a red mustang which slowed down for a while and then sped off. He had a Spanish accent which suited his looks.
"Thanks buddy." I rolled my eyes at the car and then smiled at him.
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