Isabella’s POV
We arrived at the field house, and it was already buzzing with activity, even though we were early. A lot of people were already working on the large stage area and others were hanging banners.
“Golden Boy has arrived!” Devo yelled out to everyone. “Isabella!” Devo called out, ran towards me, and picked me up. He spun me around.
“Devo, you’re making me sick!” I laughed and Devo put me down.
“Sorry, Isabella,” Devo apologized. “I just didn’t know you were coming to help out.”
“Come over here and help me set up the beverage table; it really needs a woman’s touch,” Niles requested.
“No, Isabella is helping me with decorations,” Devo stated.
I laughed, “I just got here, let me go check in, and you guys can get back to work until we find out where they want to put me.”
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