A/N: Hey guys, story is unedited, so sorry for grammar mistakes, and jw... who are you guys rooting for now that you've read about both?
The Bad Boy or The Good Guy
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>>>Isaac's Pov<<<
Instead of throwing a birthday party for all of my friends to come to, I decided I just wanted to hang out with Lennon. It's been almost a week since we kissed, and I haven't talked to her since; I think she was trying to figure some things out.
My phone sat quietly on my dresser. I wanted it to ding so bad, just a text from Lennon, or my brother I didn't care. I picked it up to see if anyone sent anything. Nope.
Just as I was about to set it back down, it dinged.
Text Message: Andrew
Hey, I've got a birthday surprise for you! Come to the door.
I eagerly ran to the front door like a child runs to a Christmas tree for Christmas. I opened the door to see Andrew getting off his motorcycle, and holding something in a blanket.
"What's this?" I asked as I rushed over to him.
He smiled, and held his hand out for me to stop, "Now, I talked to mom about this, she wasn't thrilled, but she thought it was sweet. So you go inside, and I'll show you in a second."
I quickly ran inside. I wanted to know what it was, I really needed to calm down; but I couldn't help it, it was my birthday, and I turned seventeen.
Andrew opened the door, still holding this mysterious thing in his hands. He smiled and opened the blanket. It was a puppy!
"No way!!" I freaked out and scooped him into my hands. "You're so cute." I baby talked it.
I looked up to see Andrew smiling, "You like him?"
"Oh my God, yes!" I gave him a hug, "Thank you Andrew!"
"You're welcome." He smiled and left. He was supposed to meet up with some girl. I started to think about Lennon, I remembered that she had a baby husky, maybe our dogs could play while we hung out.
I still wanted to see her today, so I took out my phone and shot her a text. Hey, wanna hang out today? My place? Or where ever, just lemme know :)
Sitting there patiently, I played with my puppy. He needed a name, something that would suit him. His fur was golden, and soft, and he had big green eyes. "Bradley." I said, and Bradley looked up at me. I smiled at myself, coming up with a good name.
Lennon still hadn't replied, so I gave Bradley a bath. He didn't really need one, but I did it to pass time. When I finished, I dried him off; he gave me a kiss on my nose. I just smiled.
I checked my phone.
Text Message: Lennon Thompson
Hey Isaac! Of course we can hang out, been meaning to talk to you, but I've been so busy... I can come over to your house, if that's ok ;)) <3
As soon as I set Bradley down, I quickly texted her back.
It's okay :)) and yeah, that's fine! You wanna bring Indie over?
Text Message: Lennon Thompson
Ok! Yeah, I'll bring her... see you in a few ^,<
I set my phone down and quickly cleaned the whole house, especially my room. The living room was a mess for some reason, the kitchen still had breakfast stuff out, the bathroom had water everywhere from Brad's bath, and after a good twenty minutes... I was done, and the house looked spotless. Except I looked awful. I stepped in the shower, and quickly cleaned myself up.
