"What?" I asked dropping my bag on the sofa. We sat down facing each other.
"I've got Starbucks, Iced Mocha, your favourite." She said grinning.
"Why, there has to be a reason," this was true, she always does something for a reason.
"Well," she said smiling ,"Levi said he liked me!" She squealed.
"Oh my god, that's amazing! What did you say?" I asked.
"I said I liked him too! So something might happen, I don't know." She passed me the Starbucks and sipped on hers. We sat there on the sofa, I daydreamed...
It would be cute if they went out, maybe they will...
"Anyway, has Isaac asked you out yet?" She blabbed.
"No, I have told you this, he doesn't like me" I said.
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Saturday. It was 1:19pm and all I had done was sleep, eat and read. The most important things in life, basically. Finally I had decided to get out of bed and look at my phone. 2 messages..
Isaac- Can we talk?
Isaac- Leora?
I looked back up. Ugh. It came in at 12:30pm. I texted back quickly.
Me- Yeah, when?
I waited and waited and waited...
I got ready and put my makeup on, checking my phone once in a while. My phone finally buzzed as I came down stairs.
Isaac- Now, Come to mine.
I ran out the door and walked across a couple streets, conscious of the cars. If Ivy saw me walking across the roads like I am doing now, she would kill me. She hates roads and bikes. They scare her so much, she always pulls my back.
I reach his big house and gently knock on the door. A woman with blonde soft curls , that sit on her shoulders, opens the big door. She is wearing a suit but with a skirt on.
"If your here for Isaac, go upstairs in his room. I need to get to work, oh and tell him I will be home for 9pm," she smiles, grabs her keys and waves out the door, pushing me in.
I run upstairs and knock on his door, the door swings open.
"Hey sweet cheeks!" She said slumping down on his sofa.
"Hey," I smile and blush a little. I close the door behind me a little. I walk to the sofa and sit next to him and sit on my legs.
"I needed to tell you something," he said turning his head to look up at me.
"What?"
"Levi is going to ask Ivy on a double date. Do you want to come with me?"
Wow. Wait lets just think about this. Isaac has basically asked you on a date. Basically. Well to be there for Levi and Ivy, but still.
"Will Ivy be okay with it to be a double date?" I ask.
"Maybe, he said he was telling her now, so..." He sat up a bit.
My phone buzzed.
Ivy- OMG, Levi asked me out!!!! Come on a double date with Isaac, just as 'friends' ;)
I smiled as I read the text. I looked up and nodded.
"Okay,"
"Good," he smiled.
"So what are you going to wear?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know, what are you going to wear?" He asked
"I don't know, maybe me and Ivy will go shopping, well she will force me to," I smiled
We sat there and talked and he tried to platt my hair, but that ended badly.
He walked me home and he put his arm around me. I felt so warm.
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Later that night I couldn't stop thinking about the double date. My nerves got to me and I kept digging my nails in my arms.
Stop! Stop, it won't do any good..
It didn't work. They kept jabbing my skin. I stopped and hugged my arm. The marks where red and no blood came, I hadn't done it that hard before. I brushed it off and pulled the covers over my body. My finger tips tracing over the finger nail marks. Why?
I woke up still sleep in my eyes. The sunshine shone through my window reflecting off of my mirror in the corner. The marks on my arm where still there but not that deep. I got dressed and put my make up on. I checked my phone.
Ivy- 1:20pm my house. We are going shopping!!!
Hellooooo!!!
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Novela JuvenilLeora Threade, A 17 year old girl with the amount of shyness that was the equivalent to a child who hides under tables at birthdays .Thinking she isn't good enough, she meets a boy. Isaac Hunter, Only a little older than Leora. A normal boy, with a...
