And what a welcome it was. Being the hot new girl at school guaranteed her instant celebrity status. Despite claiming to not really care what anyone thought, Allison could tell Annabel was enjoying every minute. All the boys were crowding her; they wanted to be the one who landed the hot new girl. None of them even suspected that she and Allison were related.
Isaac stood apart from all the other boys, looking absolutely gorgeous in his short sleeved light blue V-neck and skinny black jeans. Designer, of course. He looked like he'd stepped off the front cover of GQ.
Allison wanted to kiss him, but she had no idea what he would do if she did. She didn't want to lose one of her best friends and prove to her sister that she was better and in the end she would get him back.
Isaac gave her a grin. 'You look sad today, are you alright?'
Allison smiled. Even if she knew he wasn't romantically interested in her, he still cared about her and it made her feel special.
'Yeah, I'm okay. Sorry about barging in on you guys yesterday.' She genuinely felt bad, because if he could be happy with Annabel, shouldn't she be happy for him? The answer was yes and she was a terrible person for not wanting him to be happy.
'It's fine… So you're alright with me and your sister? I guess I probably crossed a line with that one, huh.'
'Little bit,' she admitted, 'But if she makes you happy then go for it.'
'Thanks for being okay with it. You're being so cool about it. This is what I love about you, Allison.' Isaac said, before walking off to join Annabel in their history class.
He just said he loved me. Allison thought. 'This is what I love about you, Allison.' He had definitely said he loved me. So where does that leave us?
Lydia waltzed over to her and nudged her. 'Hellooo? Allison come back to earth.'
Allison snapped out of daydreaming about her and Isaac and looked at Lydia. 'What?'
'Come on, I've seen that look before. Who are you crushing on?' Lydia tilted her head to one side. 'Oh no.'
'I'm not- Oh no?'
'It's Isaac isn't it? And only because your sister has him. Or were you just ignoring his advances to play hard to get?' Lydia scared Allison with her intuitiveness.
'Shh!' Allison dragged Lydia away from their lockers and pushed her into an empty classroom. Or what she had thought was an empty classroom. Scott and Kira rapidly disconnected from each other.
'Uh, we should, uh,' Scott mumbled as he and Kira quickly vacated the room.
'Yeah, bu-bye.' Lydia gave them a little sarcastic hand wave and turned back to Allison. 'Is it about him, or the fact that your bitchy sister is dating him?'
'Both. I really like him, you know, it just took me a while to realise it. And now she's got him. What do I do Lydia?'
'Win him back! I'll throw a party, find you a killer outfit and you can tell him how you feel. He probably still likes you. Why else would he go for your sister?'
'You think that'll work?' Allison asked, nervously. She had to get him back.
'This Friday. You're going to get him back this Friday.' Lydia told her and started texting people frantically.
'Just, whatever you do, Lydia, don't invite my sister.'
/
At lunch, Allison could hardly contain her anger. Annabel was sitting where Allison would normally sit on the table with all of Allison's friends. And snuggling up to Isaac. With her head on his shoulder and him playing with strands of her midnight blue hair.
Allison wanted to kill her. Instead, she sat opposite Lydia, next to Scott. She knew Stiles would normally sit here but he was late from class so she just talked to them, trying to drown out the sound of Isaac laughing with Annabel. Suddenly Allison just felt herself snap and stood up. She couldn't deal with this tension anymore. Friday couldn't get here fast enough.
Allison got in her car and drove away from school. Last period was study hall and she didn't really want to go to that anyway.
She found herself on the edge of the woods, not too far from school, and she got her bow and arrows from then car. Normally shooting arrows would calm her and force her to focus. Today, instead, it didn't and even after loosing about 30 arrows at her intended targets, and hitting every one, she was still on edge. She collected them all back up and repeated the process three times, but before she was collecting the last arrow, she sensed a presence behind her.
She turned round to see Isaac. 'Why are you following me?'
'I'm not,' Isaac replied indignantly, 'You missed study hall so I wanted to see if you were okay.' He looked at the arrow holes in the trees around her. 'What are you so stressed about?'
Allison looked at his handsome face, half in shadow from the late afternoon sun. She took him in, his perfect curls, beautiful blue eyes, kissable mouth, his tall and muscled body, and she let her desire for him take over and kissed him full on. She just hoped to convey all her love and affection for him in that one kiss, maybe it would sway him to drop her sister and go out with her instead.
His lips were soft, just like she had expected them to be, and his breath tasted like the apple she'd seen him eat at lunch. His hair was also soft to the touch and she could enjoy just tangling her hands in it whilst making out with him. He didn't kiss back though, and she knew she'd lost him.
Isaac finally pulled away with a sad look on his face and then just ran off.
'Boys.' Allison sighed as she walked back to the tree and pulled out the last arrow. He was probably going to tell Scott or Annabel and ask them for advice, or he was just going to pretend it never happened.
Either way she had just gone and lost her best friend.