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Issac Rush was coming Clear Water.

The YouTuber.

And he told me about it. He honestly cared enough about me to to tell me that he was coming.

I honestly couldn't believe it was true and I felt like pulling my heart out and jumping for joy at the same time. Was he coming for me? To see me again? He'd told me he wanted to see me again, but with my schedule and school and everything it wasn't really possible. Then again, when he'd asked to see me again I'd thought he'd been joking.

If I was being completely honest up until this point I'd thought that everything he'd said and done had been some kind of joke. Like he was gathering material for a video to be entitled: How To Get A Girl to Love You. Or something along those lines.

Not that I was in love with him, or at risk of falling in love with him. Well I mean in some way I did, how could you not love Issac Rush? Millions of girls already did and I wasn't anything special, nothing to stand out from the crowd. Just a small town girl with a charmingly handsome and popular small town boyfriend. Living a pathetically small town life. But I loved him in the way you love a hobby, ice cream, or a neatly organised desk. It wasn't a passionate, realistic love that would go anywhere. Be anything. Nothing to be ashamed of, just a fangirl love.

Harrison was the boy I was actually in love with, and I was already dating above my station at that. It wouldn't be fair to set my sites higher. Right?

No. It was poor to think about myself like that. Yet, it was realistic...

I shook my thoughts away as I fumbled to come up with a reply to his text, but my brain was fuzzy and my heart was pounding and I could still hear the music from inside JINX. Every time I typed something I ended up deleting it and starting from scratch again. I looked up from my screen with a frustrated sigh.

Was Sarah here yet? I'd come outside because I thought Issac's text had been her, but since it wasn't I didn't really know if she was--

My phone shrilled in my hand, Sarah's name popping up on the screen again. I gritted my teeth and picked up, her words and tone from earlier come back to me now that I'd paused my fussing about Issac.

"I'm here. Where are you?"

Well, hello to you too, I grumbled silently to myself.

"I'm outside already."

"Well, come to the car park, I'm under the sign that says, JINX. Unless I need to walk up and get you."

"I'm not a child geez, Sarah. This is fucking ridiculous." I mumbled the last sentence, though I knew she heard she made no remark about it. I stomped to the parking lot, spotting her car in a matter of moments and when I did I hung up on her. She was in the middle of saying something. I didn't know why I was even letting her boss me around. She wasn't my mother.

I bit my tongue the whole way home. I didn't want to say anything I'd regret, but she'd had no problem talking at me. It felt like she was dangerously close to grounding me. Her words as I got out of the car in my drive way burned.

She'd looked at me with these big, fat, heavy blue eyes and said, "You're just not who I thought you were Monty."

With that'd she'd rolled away.

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"Have you been crying?"

Ah, shit.

I sniffled.

Why had I picked up a FaceTime call mid sobbing session?

I'd been in the house barely 5 minutes before I'd collapsed on my bed crying. It was pathetic and honestly I blamed it on the alcohol still in my system. I was just feeling sorry for myself.

That and plain, butt hurt.

My best friend was falling out of my reach. Sarah and I were always so close. I loved her like a sister, but unlike sisters we hardly ever fought. I couldn't even recall one choice word I'd ever said to her. Sure maybe a little advice, disagreements but nothing like this. Nothing that made me feel like I couldn't talk to her about anything. Nothing that scared me to the point where I wondered if were falling out of... what? Friendship? Yes, falling out of friendship. 

"No," I mumbled pathetically. I watched as his eyes scanned my face, I was too tired, too drained, and too sad to hyperventilate at the site of him. Or maybe it was a sign that he had been calling me a lot more often. 

"Jen, come on. What happened? Is everything okay? Did someone hurt you?" 

The fact he called me Jen even floated right over my head, missing the usual pang of guilt I felt at hearing it. His voice was so serious. I wasn't used to it, but I kind liked it. Usually he was upbeat, especially in his videos. It didn't take me long to realise though that it wasn't an act. He really was a sweet, genuine guy that smiled a lot. That was just the kind of person he was and it was refreshing. 

Still, the concern in his tone, the way he said my name-- or rather what he thought my name was. I liked it. 

I shook my head, "It's nothing, I just... just girl stuff." 

His eyebrows shot up and he leaned back in the desk chair he was sitting in. He ran a hand through his dark, shaggy hair. Posture suddenly a little stiff and awkward. 

"Oh, uh okay well maybe some, chocolate and a chic-flick would help... or tissues." 

"Tissues?" I stared at him weirdly, the dampness on my cheeks drying and making my skin feel a little stiff, "Oh!" 

I laughed, I couldn't help it. My throat sounded a little sore because I had to admit I had been being a real drama queen before he called me, "No, no I'm not on my--" I paused, "what I mean is it's not that time of the month." 

My cheeks flamed in embarrassment. That was the first time I had ever talked about my period with a guy. Well, besides in 6th grade when got the puberty talk in health class and Timothy Gardner asked if I had mine yet. What an idiot.

However, it was slightly less embarrassing now because I couldn't stop thinking how adorable Issac looked with a blush on his cheeks. 

What? No. Stop it brain. Stop it. 

But Harry never blushed like that, he was the experienced one in our relationship. I was always the one stuttering and flushing. Then again, who was I kidding? There was no way Issac wasn't experienced. He had to have been with many girls. I'd heard the freshmen cooing over him. 

"So," he cleared his throat, "I saw you read my text. But you didn't reply."

Oh shit. 

Was he was watching while I couldn't think of reply? Did he see all of the bubbles pop up like I was texting and then just disappear? I visibly cringed. 

"Um, yeah... I was just."

He smiled and it was beautiful and pure, "Don't worry about it. I was a little hurt at first, but now I see you have a reason. A rough night." 

I nod. Letting him think it has to do with my night and not the fact that I was so amazed he was going to be arriving in my town that I was speechless.

"I'm sorry, I got so caught up in Sarah and everything that I forgot to reply."

"It everything okay with you and Sarah?" he asked with slight concern. 

I felt the familiar lump rise in throat again, but I pushed it back down. I would not cry in front of him right now. He'd probably hang up on me if I did. Guy weren't very good at dealing with girls crying, I still remember how my dad would call for my mother every time it happened when I was little. And don't even get me started on Gabe. He had to deal with all kinds of emotional stuff working in the hospital and yet he still couldn't handle the site of a teenage girl crying. I guess that fact i wasn't his daughter could make it all the more awkward for him. Especially in the beginning when he wasn't sure if I would resent his presence in my mother's life. 

I didn't though. I was happy she was happy, though he was a bit of a bore I didn't mind him too much. 

"Yeah, we're-- honestly I don't know. We will be though." I said with as much conviction as I could. Not to convince him, but to convince myself. I may have been spending my time with some new people, but Sarah was still my best friend and I would have almost no one without her. Whatever was going on, we'd have to fix it. 

We'd just have to. 

"Well, I hope you guys do. If there is anything I can do to help then just let me know."

I smiled slight at that, he was so sweet. So considerate and he hardly even knew Sarah. Heck, he didn't really know me besides one talk over milkshakes and couple FaceTime calls. 

"Thanks, Issac. That really means a lot. Although I doubt there's much you could do." 

"I could always stick Cory on her. He'd annoy anyone to death." I teased with slight smirk. I laughed. 

"Gosh, I don't want her to be anything-ed to death. I just, I just want us to work things out."

He nodded in understanding, his eyes drifting away from the screen to his lap. 

He changed the subject, "So, what do you think of news then? Since I have had no real response yet."

I reigned in my blistering smile, trying not to seem to excited. Wouldn't want to creep him out,"I think it'll be fun." 

"I was hoping you'd be more excited, but it's okay." 

"No! No I am excited super excited!"

Issac laughed, shaking his head and it made my heart flutter. I ignored it. 

"It's okay I'm just teasing you. You look so adorable all flustered I can't help it."

Talking to Issac was washing away all the pains of the night. I didn't even notice that Liana and Sarah were slipping from my mind. The bit of hurt I felt at the fact that Harrison had had to ask the girls to invite me out rather than them doing it themselves. Was he embarrassed my social statues? That I hardly had any friends and he wanted to make sure that I wasn't still a loser now that we were kinda together. 

I boxed up those negative thoughts and insecurities. Issac's voice and simple presence taking ver me. It was as though he was a breath of fresh air that I needed so desperately. I relished it as much as I could. I didn't know how long it would last. This little friendship he had started to kindle with me, but I wasn't stupid enough to ruin it. Clearly it was a fragile thing and one wrong step would crack the ice. 

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A/N- There you go! A totally new chapter, never seen before. Definitely my shortest chapter so far, and not my best, but I really needed to get it up. It'll be edited in the future probably. 

But we saw a little bit of Issac and the nest chapter is one of my favorites of all time because we get to see both boys! 

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