Gone [I.L]

5

A few days after the incident in the Beacon Hills High school, no one seemed to be talking to Aimee. Allison seemed to be getting closer to Jackson, and all Aimee wanted to do was confront her about what was happening. Yet whenever Allison saw Aimee, she darted away.

Lydia was in school, after she had missed a day due to the attack. Aimee tried her best to communicate with her childhood best friend but Lydia acted as if nothing had happened.

It was at lunch that Aimee was able to corner the two best friends. She dropped her tray on the table, "What are you guys hiding from me?"

Lydia looked up at her best friend and rolled her eyes, "Sit," she motioned for Aimee to sit down next to her.

Allison watched the girl, she had accidentally seen what the girls older sister could do. Allison was fearful of her and was also worried that she would side with Lydia, over Scott kissing her.

"Tell me right now, or I'm not going to the dance tonight," Aimee crossed her arms. She knew how important the dance was to Lydia and Allison. She didn't know why it was, but the girls demanded that she was to go.

Allison was the first to speak, "Scott kissed Lydia," Aimee's eyes went wide as her head snapped to Lydia.

"Jackson and Allison are super close now," Lydia sighed in rebuttal. Aimee looked back to Allison, in shock of all of this new information. 

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" Aimee looked between her two friends. No one replied so Aimee continued, "Listen, you both need to stop being petty-," Aimee stopped talking as she watched Isaac Lahey rush into the lunch room. The rushing boy caught the attention of all three girls. Aimee noticed that his very black eye was now a faded purple, along with a thin red line across his cheek. She wished he would give her the time of day, or that she had enough guts to force herself into his life. She was sure, that she could change his life, given the chance.

Both Lydia and Allison watched Aimee with a smile, "I knew it," Lydia was the first to speak.

Aimee looked back to her friends, "Knew what?"

"That you liked someone, and that someone is someone who you've never talked to before," Lydia pointed out, "Why don't you ask him to the dance tonight?"

Aimee's heart stopped, "Why would I do that?" Lydia glared at her as Allison kept her perfect smile on her face.

"Because you like him, now go!" Allison snapped at her before pushing her friend up, out of her seat.

Aimee stood up, her heart pounding, "I hate you guys," She grumbled as she made her way over to where the quiet boy sat eating his lunch.

She could feel eyes on her as she sat down across from him, "Hey Isaac," she smiled at him. She was so nervous, she wanted to puke.

The curly haired giant looked up, confused, "Hi?"

She was silent for a second trying to recollect herself, "So, um," she started, and he locked eyes with her, "The dance is tonight." Smooth, she cursed at herself. She knew that she had just made the situation more awkward than it already was.

A small smile started on the boys lips as he looked down. He found it somewhat funny that one of the most popular girls found it hard to talk to him.

"Yeah?" He glanced up at her, the smile on his lips didn't fade and was barley noticable to anyone who wasn't paying attention. He watched her face turn a light red.

She swallowed hard, "Yeah," she trailed off. Now or never, she snapped to herself, "About that, would you want to go?" She paused waiting for a reaction from Isaac, "With me?" She added on and cringed at her words.