C10 No. Fucking. Way.

Isabella's POV:

Luckily for me, it was Saturday. Which meant I had enough time to myself, away from Mr Velasquez.

My eyes fluttered open and I let out a yawn. Feeling the need to use the bathroom, I got out of bed slowly, slipping into my fluffy flats.

I let out a yelp as I entered the bathroom.

I saw something.

Retracing my steps lightly