Travis paced his room, trying to decide whether or not to call Isabella. Would she hate him like their fathers hated each other? Finally he decided to call her. She picked up on the third ring.
"Hey," she said.
"Hi, it's Travis."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Are you mad at me?"
"Why would I be?"
"My father is your father's enemy, and I didn't tell you,"
"I didn't tell you who my father was either, so are you mad at me?"
"Of course not!"
"Ok then," she said.
"So... since that's settled. How would you feel about maybe, going out sometime?"
"Like on a date?" She asked.
"Yeah," Travis waited for her to say no.
"That would be cool, but we'd have to meet somewhere so our parents won't find out."
"Ok," Travis said excited. "How about this friday, we meet in the park down the street from the place we met?"
"That sounds great. See you then!" Isabella said, and hung up. Travis pumped his fist into the air.
Travis and Isabella had a great date, and many more after that. It wasn't long before they had fallen in love. They were on a date, walking through the park hand in hand, when suddenly there were flashes of a camera. The couple was not sure what that was from, and continued walking, talking, and laughing. Two days later, however, pictures of the two of them holding hands, and kissing was in all the gossip magazines. Isabella's father was outraged, and grounded her. He didn't take her cell phone away though, and Isabella called Travis. He too had gotten grounded.
"This is so unfair, just because our fathers don't get along, we can't see each other."
"It's kinda like Romeo and Juliet."
"Yeah, but I'm not killing myself over this, sorry."
"Hey, that gives me an idea!"
"What?"
"A Republican party party is coming up. If we both pretend to be sick, we'll have to stay home, but we'll sneak out and see each other."
"Ok, we'll meet in the park."
They carried out their plan a few days later, and it went perfectly. Their parents bought their sick act, and they went to meet at the park.
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