I sipped my drink staring at the girl glaring a Isaac. He noticed and put his hand on my lower back. I shoot up with the electricity forcing me to jump up. He stands up. I cling onto my Starbucks and follow.
"Let's go," he says.
We walk out of door.
"Isaac..." I say ," who is she?"
"Ugh, old friend," he says leading me to the car.
"ISAAC!" I shout ," tell me the truth."
"Well, I sorta went out with her, then told her I found somebody else," he said is hands on my waist, pulling me to face him.
"Sorta? How can you sorta go out with someone?" I ask.
"It doesn't matter. She just got mad and whenever I see her she acts strange," he said.
"Well, why don't you just stay away from her if she gives you the creeps," I say folding my arms still close to him.
" I try I just always see her," he says. I roll my eyes and look round to see her. She is still there folding her arms staring. I look back at Isaac unfolding my arms feeling uncomfortable.
"Isaac.." I say.
"Yeah," he said.
"She is still staring," he takes his hands off my waist stepping back. He shoves his hands in his pocket looking round ,"ugh Should we go?" I ask.
"Yeah," he says his hands going through his hair.We get in the black car and head off. It keeps playing back on my mind, why was Olivia crying? Olivia is the most popular girl in the school, why would she cry? Her life is perfect...
He pulls up to a massive house.
"Uh! Why are we here?" I asked.
"Hang out," he smiled and got out of the car. His house. We are always here. But I kind of like it. He opened my car door, and I jumped not knowing I was still in there. I got out and smiled. We walked to his room and we sat down on his sofa.
"So," I started ," Ivy and Levi seem happy."
"Yeah... Look that girl is bad news, stay away from her please," he said.
"Who?"
"The one that was staring at us. She is just bad news," he said looking down on me.
"Why are you so worried, she isn't even a threat," I joke.
"Okay, I care about you so don't," he said.
"Uh! Well excuse me, last time I knew you wasn't the boss of me, like it's cute and all that you care but you don't own me," I said sitting up.
Ugh, did I just say he was cute? Or it was cute?
He smiled.
"I am cute now?" He asked, his lip ring shining.
"Well," I stuttered biting on my lip blushing. I looked down with embarrassment.
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I exited the house after a couple of hours. I refused Isaac's offer to take me home. I needed some fresh air to clear my head full of crowded thoughts.
A lot of things has happened in the past couple weeks...I opened the front door of the house and ran upto my room.
What collage should I go to? Should I apply now? Is it too early?
It was obvious my crowded thoughts had crept back to haunt me. I changed into my night wear and slumped down on my bed. I turned on my laptop and put YouTube on.All my thoughts ended with Isaac. Just everything about him is amazing. I snuggled into my bedding and hugged my pillow.
Tomorrow is going to be a brand new day.
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I woke up the next day, the youtubers still playing to me. I ran downstairs while getting ready and managed not to fall down the stairs. I did my makeup carefully and patiently and then dashed out the door. My hand whipped away the tooth paste around my mouth.
I walked into school with my head held high. For some reason I was really confident. I walked to my locker and put some books in.
Jesus, when will I do this locker?!
I closed my locker and walked to the library. I held my books close to my chest as I entered. My eyes travelled to Isaac and a girl. I walked closer to see him very close to her and his fingers entwined with hers. He was smiling and so was she...
Okay, I knew I wasn't good enough. It's okay...
I walked off tears in my eyes.
Don't cry now...
I fast walked to the toilet cubicle.
It's like he lead me in and then dropped me...
I hugged myself , my tears like a never ending waterfall. My knees came to my chest and I wrapped my arms around them and buried my face in them. My nails dug into my arm, making me feel ,in a way, calm.
The bell rang but I couldn't move. Still trying to get my head around it.
And I started to believe Ivy...
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Teen FictionLeora 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...