Black

(3) Sandwich

I wake up to a loud sound coming from downstairs. I quickly grab the baseball bat that I placed next to my bed and head downstairs slowly.

I walk from the stairs to the living room nervously with my fingers adjusting the way I'm holding the baseball bat. As I arrived at the kitchen, the fridge is open and I saw a guys body standing in front of it while looking down.

I swing it up and ready to hit the person but he look at me and startled. I scream but he ask me to keep quiet. It's Isaac half naked. His tight abs looks fine af, his hair is messy and he's wearing a sweatpants. Why didn't I noticed how good looking he is before?

I put down the baseball bat and whisper quietly to him. "What the hell are you thinking you're doing? It's 3 in the morning and I could hear noises from my room." He sigh and look at me. "I'm making sandwiches since I'm hungry." I run my fingers through my brunette hair and sigh.

I look at his progress on his sandwich. "There's a tomato on top of your bread. What do you think this is? A tomato tower? Let me help you. You're like a lost puppy." I push him aside and prepare the sandwich correctly.

He look at me making his sandwich. I tucked some loose strings behind my ear and cut the sandwich into half. I put it on a plate and hand it to him. "God, even a seven year old kid know where to put the tomato."

He smile at me and bite his sandwich. I rest my chin on my palm and look at him annoyedly. "Oh yeah, where is that?" I smile at him and chuckle. "Where do you think? The dustbin of course." He laugh and smile at me.

I smile at him back and giggle. I stand up straight and take a deep breath. I sigh and yawn. "I need to get back to bed. Night night,Isaac. Don't make any sounds anymore please. I'm sleepy." He nodded and smile.

"Hey. Thank you,love." I roll my eyes with a smile and head to my room.

Love

No guys ever called me that. Not even Sam himself. I guess he's gay or a sweet talker. He's cute tho. I gotta admit.

~the next morning~
I put on a white tank top,blue short jeans and a pair of white sneakers. I grab my things and head downstairs. I walk to the kitchen and Isaac is sipping his coffee while Mike is cooking bacon.

As he put it on a plate, I grab one and put it in my mouth. "That's mine,idiot." I chuckle and chew it with a smile. "What is that? Underwear?" He point his finger at my jeans.

I roll my eyes and swallow the bacon. "Yeah, it's Isaac's boxer. Got a problem with that?" He roll his eyes while Isaac is laughing. I grab my keys and wink at Isaac. "Bye, troubles!" I drive to school while listening to Style by Taylor Swift.

As I arrived, I head to my locker while playing my phone. I scroll through my Instagram while smiling. As I look up, I saw Syd leaning against my locker. I walk to her happily and smile at her. "Hey,girl. What's up?"

"Nothing much. Just life.." I giggle and look around. "Who are you looking for?" I look back at her and smile. I open my locker and grab my things. "Sam. He and I got into some kind of a fight. Well, I wouldn't call it a fight but he would. Nevermind. Maybe he's not coming anyway."

I sigh and she bite her bottom lip. I smile at her and we walk to class. She have been worried since yesterday tho. I wonder what's the prob.

What do you think about this chapter? Anyway, what's with Syd, right? So confusing and worrying. Continue this story to know more!