The Real Me

Isaac

I rolled over and checked the clock. 9:00. I can't even remember the last time that I got to sleep in that late. Constantly working can get to you after a while. I sat up and rubbed my weary eyes before shuffling into the living room and grabbing an apple as I headed straight into the bathroom. Might as well get ready while everyone was asleep. I pulled my blonde curls back in a pony, washed my face and brushed my teeth. I opened the medicine cabinet and swiped on some eye shadow and mascara, before walking into my messy room. I stepped out of my sweatpants and switched into my running shorts, and swapped my sweatshirt for and old 5k shirt from a couple years ago. I was too lazy to put on my running socks so I just used my cheer ones, and I used my old running shoes from 6th grade since I couldn't find the other one from this year. I quick grabbed my German Shorthairs leash and quietly stepped downstairs to get her.
"Hey, Macey! Wanna go for a walk!?" She perked her head up and bolted towards me, barely letting me get the leash on. Since we went for 6 miles yesterday, I decided to take it easy on her and go for 4 miles instead. I was halfway through when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Isaac? Who the fuck is that? I just clicked 'decline call' and texted my friend Hannah to see if she knew him. I remember her talking about some guy named Isaac once.
Me: Hey ummm.... Who's this Isaac kid calling me?
I was mad at Hannah still because earlier in the summer I went on a date to the carnival with this kid named Kaleb. He was kind of a player but I guess I just wanted to see how it went. Just yesterday Hannah started texting me obsessing over how he "liked" her. Needless to say I was pissed, but I wasn't one to hold a grudge.

Hannah: Oh! He's this boy in the grade below us that everyone in our grade thought was hot.

Me: I'll be the judge of that.😂 Send me a pic.

My phone dinged and I was surprised to see he was surprisingly good-looking. He had big brown eyes and dark brown hair that was styled up but it looked good on him. Damn! He is hot!
Me: meh. He's not that hot.

I had no idea why I said that but, I'm don't usually like the admit I think someone cute.

Hannah: yeah I don't think he is either.

~Flashback~
I walked into the middle school. Today was my first day in 8th grade. First day of being top dogs of the middle school. I glanced at my schedule and tightened my pony tail before heading to my first class. Health. I glanced up quickly and my heart instantly stopped. A boy with deep brown eyes and dark brown hair with it styled up, but it worked for him. He was staring at me too, and my heart skipped a beat or two. I wonder what his name was?

~end of flashback~

Isaac. His name was Isaac.

Once I got home I pulled out my phone and shot him a quick text.
'Why did you call me earlier?'