Isabella's Point of View:
I looked at Mike and then back at Vic. I graoned and ran into the bathroom.

"What the hell? They are early!" I cried, quickly running a brush through my hair. I groaned again, realising the house wasn't even celaned properly. I was so stressed, but surprised I had managed to control my anxiety. I think it has been because of Vic, and I loved it.

"Damn I'm not even ready." I saw Mike run past the bathroom door and I heard him slam his bedroom door shut. I laughed at how un organised he could be and hurried back into Vic's room. He smirked and walked out. My eyes followed him.

"Where are you going?" He turned back and scoffed.

"It would be rude to not invite the guests in." He smiled and jogged down the stairs. I groaned and picked up my lip gloss. I didn't have time to put on make up, so I prayed nobody would notice.

I ran down stairs and into the livinroom. I stopped, and slowly sat down on the couch. Vic walked in and a man and woman soon followed. After they had walked in, a boy, about 19, lightly stepped in their shadows. I got up and shook the man's hand. He smiled brightly at me and I returned it.

"You must be the one and only!" I laughed and looked over at Vic. He gently bit his lip and I saw his face turn red. I walked over to the woman, and embraced her in a hug.

"Oh, Vic. She's absolutely beautiful." I smiled harder.

"You're too sweet!" I commented and placed my eyes onto the boy. He grinned and stuck out his hand. I gladly took it and he kissed the back of my palm.

"Oh, Ashton! Don't be a tease." The man laughed and Ashton winked at me. Vic walked over to me and grabbed my waist.

"Isabella.. this is Harry, Stella, and Ashton. Practically my second faimly." I waved and giggled.
Harry was a very tall man, with A buzz cut and broad features. Vic had told me he used to serve in the army as an officer. I could already tell.

Stella was very petite in how she looked. Her gorgeous brown hair flowed effortlesly to her shoulders, and her eyes were a magnificent shade of green.

Ashton got the best of both of them; he was tall and slim, but it fitted him well. his black hair was flicked to the side, and he would constantly flick his head to keep it out of his eyes. His eyes. The same as his mums, but his almost screamed at you.

"Where is Mike?" Stella asked. I huffed and shook my head.

"Upstairs.. getting ready." Harry laughed.

"Michael Christopher Fuentes! Front and centre!" He boomed. Suddenly Mike ran downstairs and stood infront of Harry. They were the same height, and Harry showed no emotion. Mike finally laughed and Harry soon followed. They shared a hug, and Mike kissed Stella on the cheek. He then saw Ashton and practically jumped on the boy.

"Calm down big boy!" Ashton gasped, and Vic laughed. He turned to me and quickly stole a kiss. I smiled widely. Vic clapped his hands together.

"So, who's ready?"