Fight For Me -Isaac Waddington-

7

-Isaac-

"Pass the fucking salut!" Willow demands as Sam has kept it from her for about 5 minutes.

She's stunning, like oh my god she's amazing. She seemed a bit panicky at first but she's really settled down now.

Sam likes her. It's obvious. I can't help but be jealous by the fact that he does. Dose she like him back?

On the way here, in the car, I watched all of her videos and her dining ones about 20 times each because she was amazing.

I don't really know the other boys, they all seem to know each other and Willow and I just don't really know anyone.

"I'm getting more food" I announce standing up.

"I'll come too" Willows chair scrapes along the floor before she walks around to join me.

"Oh look they have cake!" She licks her lips excitedly and tucking her log brunette hair behind one ear.

Her hair makes her green eyes pop along side her freckles, her higher is my shoulder height and she's so bouncy and full of energy.

"We should draw ok the boys whilst there sleeping tonight!" She claps letting me in on her little plan. I let out a little chuckle before piling my plate with food again.

-Willow-

Isaac doesn't talk much making me feel awkward so I talk. A lot.

I tell him about my plans to draw on the boys then fill there shoes with silly string - I never planned to do this but hey ho.

We both head back to the table where Sam has moved next to me and grinning. I can never tell when his blushing because his cheeks are always red.

"Sam" I smile sitting next to him.

"Willow" he nods.