You can't be serious!" Allison screeched, as her and Lydia walked out of the classroom, heading to their lockers.
"He's cute, clueless, and better yet available." She said hazily. She scrunched her eyebrows. "Why do you even care?"
"For starters, he's my friend, Scott's friend, and Stiles friend. You really want to have an awkward conversation telling them that you and Isaac are dating?" Allison asked.
"He's a distraction, not a boyfriend?" Lydia remarked, turning to face her best friend, an idea popping in her head. "Pass me your books." She instructed.
Allison gave her friend a confused look. "Because..?"
"I'll drop my books near Isaac, he'll help me pick them up and I'll ask him to come over tonight. Oldest trick in the book." Lydia smirked.
Allison toppled her books over Lydia's books, with an amused smile. "And this'll work?"
"Of course.." She responded, walking over to Isaac. After she was right behind him, she dropped her books. "Dammit." She muttered, knowing Isaac could hear her.
Isaac instantly turned around, dropping to his knees, helping her pick her books, cautiously eyeing her . "Are you always this clumsy, Martin?" Isaac asked.
"Shut up, Lahey." She had an amused smile on her face. "Are you always this annoying?"
"I guess so." Isaac shrugged, passing her one of Allison's books. "Sass comes with the claws." He smirked.
"By the way, my name's not Martin." She replied, avoiding eye contact.
"Here's the thing. By calling you Lydia, I feel as if I know you. Obviously, I don't. So calling you Martin is way easier than actually using your name." He said, a smug smile on his face. "Besides, it feels awkward calling you Lydia."
"Yes, but by calling me Martin I feel like an old man." She said. "I am definitely not an old man, Lahey." She added.
Isaac laughed, passing her another book.
"You call me Lydia or you call me nothing." She declared, folding her arms, looking up at Isaac.
"Fine then, Lydia. But when it's just us, you'll be Martin." Isaac spoke, using a very soft tone.
"Fine. But you'll always be Lahey." Lydia couldn't help but smile. "Deal?"
"Deal." Isaac said, noticing Lydia's genuine smile, and not the fake one she carried. Feeling like he needed to, Isaac returned the smile.
Isaac finally decided to stand up. He offered Lydia his hand.
Lydia took his hand, clutching her books with her other hand.
There was a long pause, both Isaac and Lydia staring at each other.
"Do you want to come over to my house tonight?" Lydia quickly asked, her cheeks turning a bright pink.
"I don't know if I should, I have piles of homework to finish."
"I can help you!" Lydia offered, not wanting to miss the opportunity. "What do you say, Lahey? You in?"
Isaac smiled. "Why not? I'll be there at six." He waved goodbye, then continued walking. Isaac didn't know why, but he felt extremely happy. Now, to find out where she lived, Isaac thought.
Lydia turned around, walking towards her shocked best friend. "See? Even Isaac Lahey can't resist my charm." She gave Allison her books back, noticing the sly smile Alison had. "What?"
"Call me when this fails." Allison said knowingly. "Because as your best friend, I know, that this will definitely not work out."