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The boy behind the counter eyed me suspiciously as I approached him again, this time with Issac at my side. He ordered for himself and Cory before turning to me and gesturing for me to go. I swallowed and looked at the guy, silently pleading with him to not ask why I was ordering again.

"I'll have one chocolate-"

"And one strawberry milkshake?" he asked with one raised eyebrow and I blushed brightly.  

"With whip cream please." I added softly and he nodded as he filled out the order on the tall plastic cups. I let out a sigh of relief when we moved to the side to let the people behind us have their turn. I twisted my hands together at an angle that probably wasn't natural, and tried to resist the urge to chew my fingernail. That would be so unladylike right now. When I glanced over at Issac he was watching me out of the corner of his eye. We both snapped our gazes elsewhere. Embarrassed about being caught.

Wait.

Was Issac just staring at me?

A blush rose on my face.

"So... are you chocolate or strawberry?" he asked and my eyebrows furred as I turned to look at him properly this time. He smirked and my heart jerked forward in my chest as if it were the south magnet to his north.

"Um... sorry?" I asked, not sure what he was talking about.

"The milkshakes, is yours the strawberry or the chocolate?" he asked and I suddenly laughed and then scoffed teasingly.

"Chocolate of course." I said and he grinned "I'm not a fan of anything strawberry unless its actually strawberries." I said and it was true. I only liked the pure fruit form of the red berries. No artificial candy or ice cream or even strawberry scented lip balm appealed to me. I preferred chocolate everything.

"Really? Interesting." I don't see how in the least that was interesting, but apparently Issac did.

Issac.

I was stood next to Issac Rush having a conversation while we waited for drinks that he paid for. 

If the guy paid... didn't that make it date? 

No Monty. Stop. He is way out of your league. 

Regardless, I was probably the luckiest girl in the whole world right now. No doubt about it. I needed to hug him. I was going to need to hug him. The sensation overwhelmed me the second it popped into my head and my arms actually twitched at my sides.

Oh no.

I couldn't just randomly fling my arms around him in the middle of the store while he was innocently unaware of my rapid heart rate and screams that kept jumping into my throat.

"You don't go to school here, do you?" Issac's voice came again. I needed a second to process his words because his face was so distracting.

"Er, no. I go to Grayworth Academy in Clear Water. It's about 2 hours away." I gestured to my sweatshirt that had my school's name and crest on it. I was a walking advertisement really. Issac nodded. Wow. He was so good at nodding.

"Cool, so why are you in Richmond, Grayworth Girl? Find out where I lived?" He asked smirking. Is it possible that someone's voice could be toxic because I was about to drop dead when Issac's husky voice slipped over the words 'Grayworth Girl'? He has a nickname for me?! I really think I'm going to die.

"Yes." I said my voice whispery. I tried to grab the word and pull it back into my mouth when I realized what I'd said, but it was too late. Issac's eyebrow shot up and an amused look appeared on his face.

I basically just admitted to stalking him. Well if now isn't a good moment to use the word shît I don't know what is. "I mean no! Well yes I knew you lived here and everything but not yes to the part that I came here because you live here. I swear I didn't even think about that fact until like 5 minutes ago when you arrived because I actually came here on a school art trip and that's why my friend is with me her name is Sarah by the way in case you were wondering- haha not that you were wondering, I mean you could have been I don't know... were you? Wondering?" When I stopped my embarrassing ramble my face was on fire, Issac chuckled.

"I wasn't wondering particularly at the moment, but thank you for clarifying anyway." I cleared my throat.

I'm not going to even tell you guys that my brain wasn't working properly.

It's so obvious.

Forget Dumb and Dumber.

I probably had Dumbest written on my forehead.

That must have been why he was looking at me with that smile and those sparkling eyes.

We grabbed our orders and then headed over to where Sarah and Cory had gotten a seat. When they came into view I could see they were sat across from each other. Cory was leaning casually against the booth with a completely slouched posture, while Sarah was pin straight and finding extreme interest in the napkin dispenser.

I slipped into the spot next to her and Issac did the same next to Cory.

I handed her the pink milkshake. She thanked me and immediately busied herself by taking a long sip through the candy-striped straw. I subconsciously brought my hand to my lips and started to chew on my nails.

"So Sara told me you guys are on a school trip?" Cory asked leaning forward and taking a large bite his peanut butter ice cream cup. Sarah frowned

"It's Sarah. Not Ss-R-ah." She corrected. I didn't understand why he was mispronouncing her name, it was hard to do. When Cory smirked, I realised he was doing it on purpose. I nodded anyway.

"Yeah we were at the art museum earlier. We have a lunch break now." I said and Cory nodded

"I see, I did think it would be too lucky if you happened to go to the local high school." He commented "Although I wouldn't rule out stalking." He said and I blushed furiously, my mouth popping open like a fish. And to make the moment even more mortifying Issac laughed. He was probably remembering my blunder from before. 

"Cory," he started, looking over at me out of the corner of his eye "Jenny and I have already been over the stalking thing. She admitted to it. Nothing to be ashamed of." Sarah choked on her drink and her eyes started to water as she tried to hide her mirth.

"No! I didn't say- well at least that's not what I m-meant..."

"Relax Stew, we're messing with ya." Cory said chuckling. I tried to force a laugh, but I think I just grimaced. I looked over at Issac and my heartbeat rose.

"Right..." I whispered

"So how long you have been a fan of Issy Boy?" Cory asked and shot me a wink.

"Ah- about two months." Cory's eyebrows rose and he looked over at his friend.

"So you're not one of those girls who 'have been with him since the beginning'?" he asked his voice rising to mimic girly voices. My lips twitched upwards slightly at his poor imitation. I shook my head.

"No sorry..." I said, "I didn't even know you existed till then." Issac ran a hand through his hair and breathed out a deep breath. I tried not to stare at his lips.

"Well," he breathed out "At least you're honest. Even if it is a bruise to my ego." He said seriously, but there was a twinkle in his eyes that told me he was kidding. It seemed he and Cory liked to tease people.

"Sorry." I said and again and he just smirked, his eyes sparkling. I blushed and looked away. His beautiful eyes were going to push me over the edge. With the combination of the green irises and the daring smirk I was definitely going to be a goner some time soon. I could feel all three of them watching me as I took a sip of my chocolate milkshake. The cool liquid seemed to calm my nerves a bit and I looked over at Sarah who had a mischievous look on her face.

"Hey Corrian," she said removing her eyes from mine and over to the tanned blonde boy smiling like an idiot.

He didn't correct her ridiculous name for him either. 

Glad everyone else found this situation amusing.

"What do you say we give these two sometime to talk over the restraining order Issac will be filing against my friend here. You know, to get her stalking under control?"

"Sarah!" I shouted unable to keep it together. She chuckled as Cory jumped to his feet and started shoving his friend out of the booth.

"Sounds like a great idea Sara lets go." He said sending me a wink as Sarah pushed me out so she could walk away with him to the other side of the café. She shot Cory a glare, which I assume, was his misuse of her name. One that no one had ever gotten wrong. I turned back to Issac, a mortified expression on my face, which I was sure was pale as a ghost from the queasiness going on in my stomach. He was already back down in the booth leaning back, casually sipping his own milkshake like this was Sunday brunch or something. Shouldn't he be shooing me away like any other fan girl?

Get it together Monty.

Get.

It.

Together.

"You gonna sit down Jen?" he asked and my heart stopped.

It was weird being called a different name.

It was like my brain had a delayed response to it.

Like oh yeah he means us okay...

I should tell him my name is Monty...

"Yeah. I just." I looked over to where our friends disappeared. I can't believe Sarah left me here knowing that I thought Issac Rush was a god and he thought I was called Jenny.

I should tell him my name is Monty, but would it be weird now? I'd let him and Cory call me variations of Jenny Stewart this whole time. It was Sarah's fault really, she should have let me collect the milkshakes under my real name and then I could have just come clean from the start. 

"I can't believe they just left. Sarah and I will have to head back to the museum at some point in the next half hour." I said and then looked back at Issac. His smile faltered a little.

If I didn't know any better I'd say he was disappointed. 

"You're going back to... where are you from again?"

"Er... Clear Water."

"Going back to Clear Water so soon?" he asked and my bones turned to jelly at the natural huskiness of his voice.

"Yeah, we only had like an hour for lunch. We spent 20 minutes trying to find somewhere to eat." I said with a chuckle "We were going to go to the book store we saw down the street, but we got distracted." I said as a blush rose on my cheeks.

His smirk tipped his lips slowly up again.

"Are you saying I'm a distraction Grayworth Girl?" he asked hand on his chest in mock hurt. My heart raced as my ear detected the nickname again.

"Uh- um I yeah. Well yeah, you are by definition since I'm not getting to the bookstore because of you." I said although a smile was tugging at my lips. I slipped it back. 

"I could take you to Bookie's if you want." He said.

Bookie's was the name of the bookstore. It looked like it was a small bookstore, but was still packed and stacked full of good reads.

"No it's okay. I would but we really don't have time. I always spend forever in bookstores." 

"You like to read?" he asked and I sat a little straighter.

"I love to read. I do so whenever I get the chance, although it can be hard during school. What about you?" I rested my elbows on the table and leaned forward to take a sip of my drink. Issac shrugged.

"I'm not much of a reader. Don't really have the time, but I listen to audio books."

Ew. Audio books.

My nose scrunched up in distaste and Issac laughed.

"Okay okay, not a fan of those are you?" he asked, eyebrow raised. I shook my head

"No, I prefer to hold a book in my hand and turn the pages. You people and your kindles are going to put book stores out of business." I said with a little huff, but a small smile so he knew I was joking.

Well, partly joking.

"Well I'm sorry you feel that way Jen, but the future is coming."

My name is Monty.

Monty.

"Yeah well only because humans are making it that way." I shrug "Once they stop printing books people will becoming to my house to get a physical book to read." I smile proudly and Issac laughed.

If I was closer to him... I may be able to feel the vibrations of it...

WHOA.

Don't be creepy Montgomery.

"I'm sure they will, but until that day Bookie's and other book stores are safe. You can sleep well at night." I giggled.

I giggled.

Oh dear lord please make sure my eye doesn't-

Oh too late.

It's twitching.

If I just pretend it's not happening, it will go away. So far Issac didn't see to notice it.

A silence fell for a moment and surprisingly Issac seemed to get a little awkward. He was looking at me as though I was a question that stumped him. He reached up and scratched the back of his neck and looking at this tip of his drink straw.

"Uh okay I have a question." He said after a pause and I sat up from my slowly slumping position that my back had been forming during the lack of conversation.

"Yeah sure shoot." I said, three positives leaving my mouth in a ridiculous fashion. He managed a small smirk at that, but still didn't meet my eyes.

"Just uh okay you don't have a boyfriend do you?" he asked quickly and my mouth dropped open. He looked up to gauge my reaction. "Only because a lot of fans come up to me professing their love, then some boyfriend has a target on my back and I didn't even do anything... I just want to make sure..." I break out into a blinding grin.

Golden eyes trying to slip into my line of thought, but were being shot down by the force field of green.

"Do you think I'm professing my love to you Issac Rush? I don't recall..." I trailed off, surprising myself as well as him. 

"I thought that was included in the stalking part."

I blushed furiously, and quickly diverted the topic again.

"No! I don't have a boyfriend." I laughed at the strangeness of the word. I had never had a boyfriend. Never even been kissed. That one was all thanks to Harrison of course. All the tension seemed to leave Issac's body and he smirked.

"Great, then can I have your number?" he said "Now I know some guy won't pick up ready to track me down." We both laughed at that, though mine was more at the pure joy bubbling through my veins at the thought of Issac Rush having my number.

I wish I could have been a cool girl, grabbed a napkin and jotted down my number just like that, but I wasn't.

No I didn't know my cell number by heart.

"I don't know my number off the top of my head," I blushed embarrassed "But let me just get my phone out..." I grabbed my phone from the pocket of my jeans and quickly found my way to settings and phone where I found my number.

I looked up ready to read it out. Issac was watching my hands, but it didn't look like he had anything to write it down with. I held out my hand.

"Just give me your phone and I'll put it in." I said and he hesitated for a second "I'm not going to leak your number if that's what your worried about." I giggled. I knew what happened to celebrities who had their numbers leaked. It was a nightmare for them. I would never do that to Issac.

"Thanks," he said placing his phone in my hands "I just got a new one to solve that problem." He said with a chuckle and ran a hand through his hair. I smiled as I began to create a new contact on his phone and punch in the digits. I checked it over at least a dozen times to make sure that I was giving him the right number. I think I would actually cry if he ended up not able to contact me because I gave him the wrong number.

Or.

Even worse, what if the number I put in was someone else's.

Some other girl who ended up calling or texting and and and and that would be awful! So I checked one last time when I realised I had put Monty as my contact name.

Now would be a good time to tell him my real name... but my finer hovered over the delete key.

What if he was mad about me lying? What if he asked why and I had to explain with my eye twitching a hundred times a minute that I was paranoid about psychos and serial killers coming after me through the web.

Oh no.

No no no no. Couldn't have that! I pressed the back button and the letters forming my name disappeared. I mean why tell him when he probably wouldn't even text me. 

After today I'd probably see or hear from him again, so why part ways with him thinking me a liar?

I typed in 'Jenny' and put an 'S' in the last name box.

I finally handed Issac back his phone. I had had it long enough to leak his number if I wanted- heck I had had it long enough to hack into the CIA's firewalls and plant a virus!

Okay maybe not, but you get the picture, but Issac just smiled as he looked down at the contact.

"Thanks," he said as he quickly started to type something to edit what I had done. I tried to see, but couldn't without it being too obvious I was snooping. Looked like he was changing my name to something else, something longer...

"Why do all these people seem to not care you are here?" I asked looking around and not seeing anyone looking our way. Although I though I caught site of Sarah smirking at me across the room where she was seat with Cory.

Issac chuckled at my question.

"Most people here are above the age of watching me on YouTube. The kids are in school, I don't go out much when they're out." Issac sighed and I wanted to ask him about it, but decided it didn't look like a light hearted topic.

"So you going to give me your number too now?" I asked and Issac shook his head.

"Nope." He said popping the 'p' "I'm going to be the one to contact you first, Grayworth Girl. It the gentlemanly think to do after all, and I think I can muster up some southern hospitality." My stomach burst into butterflies, but I forced a frown.

"How will I know it's you then?" I asked and Issac smirked.

Damn that smirk.

"Oh trust me, you'll know." More butterflies.

Did he know how fast my heart was beating?

Did he feel the jumping beans in my shoes at the thought of him calling me?

The thought of him having my number?

Suddenly Sarah was at my side.

"M-Jen! We gotta go, we have to be back at the museum in 5 minutes." She rushed out and I jumped to my feet. We would have to run back... I quickly grabbed my stuff and took a long last sip of my milkshake before turning to Issac. Sarah's grip on my arm tightened as she began to tug on it.

"Thanks! I guess I'll talk to you when you talk to me!" I shouted at Issac as Sarah and I headed for the door.

"Bye Grayworth Girl!"

"Bye Stew! Bye Sara!" Cory shouted and Both Sarah and I laughed, completely giddy as we began sprinting our way back through town.

The whole bus back my mind was on one thing.

My number in Issac Rush's phone.

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A/N- WooHoo! More Issac! What do we think of him? Sweet? Dreamy? Funny? 

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, it's pretty long. I hope thats okay :)