Izzy POV
Instead of me back flipping and doing my usual craziness, I was actually relaxing, as in, not bothering anyone in particular. Just sitting on the beach chair chillaxing. I was just watching everyone do their thing. Tyler and Lindsay were just chatting and laughing by the pool, Cody was flirting with Katie and Sadie, but the two BFFL's weren't paying any attention, as always. They were just looking over Cody's shoulder at Justin's abs. Courtney was nagging Zeke about leaving his cap in the pool. Harold was trying to flaunt his 'abs' at Leshawna. She didn't really pay attention. She looked completely bored and tired. Harold was just too busy flexing that he didn't notice her expression. Typical Harold. Everyone else was doing the usual, except for me of course.
I turned my attention to the nice, clear pool. It turned out there was someone at the bottom of the pool swimming around. The person was swimming to the pool ladders. The mystery person started to resurface from the pool and climb up the ladders. It revealed to be Noah. His wet hair was covering his eyes. He shook his hair, spraying water on the ground and ran his wet hands through his wet hair. My mouth was agape. I just have a three letter word for this moment. HOT! Do you realize how sexy that looked? The way the sun captured his hair. The way the water just slid down his tan skin. The way his hair fell in front of his onyx eyes. It was just the most exciting thing that happened while just sitting here on this crappy chair. He even looked a bit different. He looked a bit taller than before. Maybe just a few inches taller. He's not-so-scrawny anymore. Did he work out a bit? I thought he said sports or sport-related things isn't his forte. It's what he always said. Now he actually got muscle. Just a bit. He still looked a little scrawny. But he still looked hot.
I noticed liquid coming out of my mouth. Did I just drool? I wiped the saliva away with the back of my hand.
"I didn't know this day would come." I turned around to find Bridgette with Beth and Leshawna standing behind her. She sat on the chair next to mine.
"What do you mean?" I asked even though I knew exactly what she was talking about.
"She means someone actually drooling over Noah. NOAH!" Leshawna was obviously surprised at this. Someone was actually crushing on the cynical, sarcastic, hot know-it-all. Who wouldn't?
"So what do you see in him?" Bridgette asked. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"Ok. I admit he is kinda cute." Cute can't fully describe him but I didn't push it further.
"But he's a complete jerk!" Beth spoke up.
"No he's not... Ok, maybe a sometimes but I can't help it. And he's not a complete jerk. He can actually be really nice sometimes."
"Well, what else do you like about him?"
"Well, he's really smart and really fun when you get on his nerves. And his sarcastic remarks are very funny. It oddly makes him hotter..." The girls looked at me like milk came out of my nose.
"What? You told me to list my reasons. There you go."
"It's not really crazy that you like him Iz." Oh, really now? "It's just… you aren't his, well, type." Bridgette's right. There's no way he'll like me. He doesn't dig the crazies. He's been trying to avoid me ever since 'the accident'. I can't bring myself to talk about it, but it was hilarious, and gross...
"I know. What should I do?" I feel so useless right now. I'm actually upset over a guy. That's how much I like the guy.
"You can move on," Leshawna mentioned.
I gave a fake laugh. "Um, no."
"You can be saner, like now." I can tell Beth was thinking back to the disasters I caused at TDI. Good times, good times.
"That's it!" We all turned to Bridgette.
"That's what we do. We have to make you normal. No offense Iz."
"None taken." I didn't really care what people said about how I act. I'm just being my crazy, Izzy self.
"So how do we make that happen?" I was very curious.
"Well it will take some training, if Izzy here is willing to cooperate that is."
"What? Of course I'm in! Anything to get Noah to notice me." I said the last part quietly so no one except the three girls could hear me.
"Good. We'll start today. We'll need some help from some of the girls, especially Lindsay."
"Hey! I don't look that bad."
"Yeah. Considering you look like Tarzan's wife!" It was my natural fashion sense so I wasn't really troubled by that response. It was what I was aiming for anyways. So I just replied, "Thanks!"
"Ok. Let's start! To my room," Bridgette obliged.
