PixieStix

Isa I glance away awkwardly, Well then...

Isa The song ends and I hesitate before letting go of him and fixing my dress.

Isa I flash a smile, "Same."

Isa I nod, "Oh. I understand."

Isa I nod, "Exactly..." I bite my lip again.

Isa I hesitate, "Yeah. I don't want to be with...or against my heritage."

Isa I nod, glancing up at him again, "You can call me Isa."

Isa I nod slowly before swallowing and looking down at our feet. Shouldnt have mentioned the British part.

Not really. She's more like a cousin.

Yeah.

Isabel I blush a little, hes flirting. I then clear my throat, "My name is Isabel Beatrice Price. British but don't necessarily side with them," I pause, in my beliefs, ...

Like...she's related to royalty, but not royalty itself.

Isabel I smile wider before looking around again.

Kind of.

Isabel I smile back at him, biting my lip.