A/N: I noticed after I posted the first 2 chapters that there was a typo. Ruby is supposed to be 14, like Violet. It says 14 and then 13 later. Sorry, I'm too lazy to fix it. Hope you like it so far.
I'd like to thank ChoFrog09 for her lovely song about Klaus, Isadora, and Wendy.
Chapter 3
Isadora caught herself doodling in her pitch black notebook one day as Mrs. Bass droned on about a ruler she had received as a birthday gift last month. She stole a glimpse at Klaus. He was taking notes. Aw, he's such a good student. I'm going to need his notes later if I don't start paying attention.
Isadora sighed as she realized that Klaus wasn't taking notes, he was passing notes… to Wendy. She let out a heavy sigh as she looked at her most recent doodle. Klaus was written in fancy cursive surrounded by a heart. Narrowing her eyes, she scribbled out the drawing and began writing poems in her notebook.
The bell interrupted her latest poem. She hurried to catch up to Klaus and Wendy. The three talked about the boredom they suffered for the past hour. They caught up to Ruby, Violet, and Duncan in the lunchroom. One of Nero's assistants dropped Sunny off at the table just as the other orphans sat down.
"Was it me, or was Mr. Remora's story about the dancing monkey the most boring thing ever?" Ruby directed her question to Violet and Duncan.
"It was pretty interesting compared to the one about flying elephants from last month," Violet laughed.
"What about the one about the dead snow?" Duncan giggled at the thought of one of the stupidest stories ever.
Ceasing the moment, Isadora decided to talk to Klaus, since everyone else seemed preoccupied with the tales of Mr. Remora.
"Hey, would you wanna come up to the library by my dorm later tonight?" Isadora asked hopefully. "There's a book about villains that you might find useful."
"That sounds swell," Klaus said, accepting. "Would you mind if I brought Wendy? She's really into reading as well."
"Oh, well, I wasn't really planning on having her, but if that's what you want…" Isadora dropped her eyes dejectedly.
"If you want it to be just the two of us, that would be cool too." Klaus ate another bite of meatloaf.
"I would prefer just us, but I don't care."
"You don't like Wendy, do you?"
"Well…"
"It's okay. She's cool to hang out with sometimes."
Isadora glanced over at Wendy. She was so pretty. She had really long blonde hair that she kept in two braids. She also had bright blue eyes that always seemed interested in something or other. Ruby had bright red hair and dark brown eyes. She was really quiet, but also really smart. She seemed somewhat interested in Duncan, but Isadora knew that Duncan secretly liked Violet. She had noticed it when she read his diary, which she thought was his notebook.
"I think it would be nice to just hang out with you, one on one." Klaus winked at his friend.
After dinner, Klaus went up to Isadora's dorm to read. Sunny, Violet, Duncan, Ruby, and Wendy went to the orphan shack to try and figure out what Count Olaf's next plan was. The Backwaters also were in fear of this horrible man. Their parents were also killed in a fire, leaving behind a fortune of chocolate animals.
"Hey, Isadora?"
"Yeah, Klaus?"
"Is there any reason why you didn't want Wendy to come?"
Isadora paused. She stared at the poetry book she held before she responded.
"Well?" Klaus was growing impatient.
"Um, no, I just thought it could be the two of us. You know like old times before the Backwaters got here."
"Isadora, listen to me. Don't ever think that Wendy will get in the way of our friendship."
"Okay, Klaus." She smiled gently and muttered under her breath, "Can't it me more?"
"What?"
"Oh, nothing."
"No, you said something," Klaus looked puzzled. "What do you want more of?"
It was now or never. It was the perfect opportunity to tell Klaus how she felt… but what if he didn't return the feeling? She would be crushed if he didn't.
"Just…"
"You know what? Wendy sent me a note in class today."
"I saw."
"She drew little hearts around the edges and asked me to be her boyfriend. I even caught a glimpse of her notebook. It said 'Mrs. Wendy Baudelaire'."
"Wow, that's a little… quick." Isadora was dying to know if Klaus like Wendy.
"I was like wow, I mean we just met and all."
"What did you say?" Curiosity was really killing the cat.
"I told her that I wasn't sure. I mean, we just met. You're a girl, so I figured I'd ask you for advice." Klaus avoided Isadora's eyes, seeming to be hiding something.
"Well, you did just meet her. Did you like her before she told you her feelings?"
"I never really thought about it. I was content just dreaming about someone twice as pretty, but I don't think she'd ever like a guy like me, in that way." Klaus continued to keep his eyes on the floor.
"Maybe I could talk to her?" Isadora was scared that he wasn't going to have feelings to Wendy, but for someone else.
"I don't want to mess things up between us." By us, Klaus meant him and Isadora, but secretly hoping she would take it as "Klaus and someone else". He didn't think that such a pretty girl like Isadora would like a nerd like him.
"Klaus, I can't keep it a secret anymore. I like someone too!" She ran to sit on the couch next to him.
"Well, maybe if we confess our secret crushes, we can be closer as friends." Dang, she doesn't like me. Klaus was devastated.
It's now or never, Isadora, just tell him. "Well, Klaus. For a little while, I felt something for someone. And that someone is you."
Isadora placed her head in her hands and started crying. There you go, now he can just tell you no and go laugh to Violet and Sunny about it and then tell Wendy that he loves her and…
Lifting her head up, she interrupted Klaus as he started to speak. "Before you say anything, just listen to my poem."
Klaus sat, secretly smiling. "I'd like to hear it."
Isadora read her poem aloud from her notebook.
From the first time I saw you,
I felt something inside.
A strong wave of desire
Something I cannot hide.
"It's the first thing I wrote in awhile that wasn't a couplet, but it expresses how I feel about you."
Klaus stood up and walked over towards Isadora. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly on the forehead. She in turn drew him in a hug and looked him deep in the eyes.
"I love you, Klaus Baudelaire, I've always felt something."
"I love you, too, Isadora Quagmire." He kissed her again, this time on the mouth. Isadora anxiously kissed him back, savoring the moment. A moment later, the kiss ended. They smiled at each other, happy that their first kiss had been a good one.
