By the time Isaac got home that night, he was exhausted.
He fell onto his bed fully clothed, not even finding the energy to slip off his jeans or pull his blankets up and was sooo close to falling asleep when Stiles barged into his bedroom.
"So, that went well" he said, grinning and Isaac groaned.
"Stiles. Go away."
"Come on man, you have to satisfy my curiosity! Was it a date? Was it not a date? Did you make it into the exclusive club that is Lydia Martin's Boyfriends? Because if you did, that would make you the first one who isn't a lacrosse captain. Hey, maybe that's why she never wanted me. Hell, I couldn't even make first string. But not you man, you're first string all the way!" He blabbered on, and Isaac threw a pillow at his head.
"Stiles, go away!" he repeated angrily, "It wasn't a date! And she's not my girlfriend, she's my tutor."
Stiles laughed, "Yeah because I stare at my tutor like that…"
"Actually you do." He replied, seeing as Derek had uncovered a miraculous knowledge of Economics. Oddly enough, Econ was the only class Stiles was bad at and Isaac was good at. Derek was better though.
"Shut up." Stiles muttered, throwing his pillow back at Isaac and walking out the door with a huff.
Isaac laughed, pulling his blankets up and attempting to go back to sleep. This was going to be a long week with Stiles and his need to be a total obvious jerk. He lay there trying to fall asleep when his phone buzzed.
To: Isaac
had fun tonight
From: Lydia
He grinned, setting his phone beside his head and drifted off to sleep.
Everything went normal for a while. Stiles teased Isaac, Lydia didn't notice, Isaac flushed like a tomato, and they all ate lunch together. They had school, and after, Lydia and Isaac would go to Derek's house and she would help him finish his homework.
Sometimes things changed, like Isaac wouldn't get homework or Lydia would stay late and they would watch a movie. Sometimes they played Mario kart for hours on end, but mostly, they just studied. And oddly, that was more than enough for Isaac. Just being around her made him happier.
God he was sappy.
And then, Lydia didn't show up to school.
Which, okay, that was normal; people got sick. He couldn't remember Lydia every being sick, he was kind of under the impression she was infallible. But, apparently, she wasn't.
To: Lydia
You okay?
From: Isaac
To: Isaac
Yeah, just a cold.
From: Lydia
Isaac nodded, slipping his phone in his pocket, but pulling it right back out when it buzzed seconds later.
To: Isaac
There's not any chance you want to bring me my work, is there?
From: Lydia
Isaac laughed, Only 100% he thought. His day was so off right now; these days, he counted on Lydia being there. She was just, always there; laughing, joking, commenting on people's shoes. Which, most the time, he didn't understand but the fact that she was there mattered. Everything was different when he had to walk to class by himself and sit beside an empty seat.
To: Lydia
No problem : )
From: Isaac
He smiled a little more through the rest of his classes that day, slowly collecting Lydia's work from her teachers and putting the pages in a folder. By the end of the day it was huge, he had no idea how she managed so many AP classes. Especially without people knowing. Seriously, that girl was impressive.
"You're driving me home, right?" Stiles said, dropping his arm over Isaac's shoulder.
Crap. He knew he had forgotten something.
"Um, no?" he said, slipping out of his grasp. "Sorry! Lydia's sick so I'm bringing her work to her." He waved the folder in front of Stiles with an apologetic smile, "Call Derek, he doesn't work today."
Stiles laughed, "Go get her then, lover boy!"
Isaac blushed, turning and walking towards the door.