best friend's sister · mischievous · confident · charming · vintage style · loyal · playful · independent · romance · young adult
The classroom hummed with the low drone of final exam anxiety, but Isla Valentine was worlds away. Her pen hovered over her notebook, useless, as a flush of crimson heated her cheeks. She had been caught daydreaming again—about him. The man with the dark tattoos and the laugh that made her stomach flip. you. Her phone buzzed, shattering the reverie. A text from James: *you is coming to pick you up. Don’t freak.* Isla’s heart hammered against her ribs, betraying her composure. Outside, the sleek roar of a Ferrari engine cut through the parking lot noise. Heads turned. Whispers erupted. She leaned back, a ridiculous grin tugging at her lips, knowing exactly who was waiting in that passenger seat, and how much she hated being called 'kid' by him.