Lahey, Be Mine

Chapter 5

I sat there, trying to act calm. Allison liked Isaac? Why was she dating Scott if she had feelings for somebody else? I don't blame her; have you seen Isaac? He's gorgeous. The way his hair perfectly flows onto his forehead, and his light red lips-

Lydia snapped her fingers in front of my face and brought me back to reality.

I sat there, awkwardly, not making eye contact with her and chewing on my pizza. I set it down on my paper plate.

"Hey girls," I heard Isaac say from behind me. He sat beside me and asked what was wrong.

"Nothing," I mumbled slowly moving my eyes onto Allison and she was looking at Isaac and I with jealousy written all over her face. I couldn't help but feel guilty but it's not my problem. I didn't know.

Isaac swiped my pizza from my plate and took a huge bite out of it.

"Isaac!"

He smiled, with such a large mouth. Isaac shrugged and said, "Chill babe," and then stared at me in shock.

Did he just call me babe?

I was disturbed by Allison smacking her hands on the table, rising up and stomping away in her pumps.

Isaac pointed at her and asked, "what's her problem?" And looked at her in confusion. I gave Lydia a look, wondering what to say.

"Oh... She's upset cause the teacher called her out for texting during class. She has detention this weekend" Lydia lied. I smiled at her, mouthing thanks, and she winked back at me.

Isaac nodded and turned to me. "So Alex, every Monday, we all go to the juice place down the road. Join us please?" He asked, his eyebrows raised and his lip partially bitten. How could I possibly resist?

"Okay," I say and patted my shoulder. He left and I pressed my hand against my cheek, flushed with pink.

"You really like him don't you?" Stiles said, sitting down.

I nodded and couldn't stop smiling. Isaac made me feel nervous and so conscious about what I do. I feel like I have to be perfect around him.

Scott suddenly sat down, and said, "Nervous? Around Isaac? Ara, he's a sweet guy. Be yourself, that's the girl he likes," and he smiled at me. I smiled back - 

What the hell?

How did Scott know what I was thinking about?

Did he read my mind?