Noah X Izzy

Noah never had time for people. Books were much better company. Predictable and the characters were relatable, unlike in reality. People were random, and so annoying. But there were a few people he tolerated. Some of the people on Total Drama he could consider as friends. Definitely not Alejandro, Justin and Heather; those people were evil, and there was no room in his attention span for evil people. Owen, Eva and DJ; now there were some nice people, but there was one he valued above everyone else: Izzy. The insane little redhead he got to know on Total Drama. Nuttier than a Snickers bar, and sweeter too. He didn't know what it was, but he was totally attracted and committed to her.

One day, he sat up in his room, lying on his bed, reading Game of Thrones with glee as he revelled in the story and characters. His mother called up to him, "Noah, there's a girl at the door!"

He looked at nothing in particular, somewhat sceptically and put down his book, laying a bookmark precisely in the middle of his page, "I'll be down in a minute!" He called back, sitting up, and brushing himself off. He stepped off the bed, trudged out his room, and stood at the top of the stairs, and he saw a certain Psycho Hose Beast standing in his doorway

"Oh my God! Hi Noah! It's me Izzy!" She jumped around excitedly and shouted to him at the top of her voice.

Noah's mother looked up at him, "She's been talking non-stop since she arrived. Something about the RCMP or aliens… I forget!"

Izzy smiled insanely at him, and he sighed, "Come up here Izzy!"

"YAY!" She bounded up the stairs and pressed her face up to his, "We're gonna have so much FUN!"

He sighed and showed her into his bedroom, where she entered, and gawked at her surroundings. Noah had a pristinely clean room, and he hung various posters of literary and scientific figures around his room: Einstein, Hawking, Newton, George RR Martin, Jane Austin, Arthur Conan Doyle, people like that. His dresser had several clean shirts on it, all aligned and folded perfectly, next to where he kept his various accolades and science fair projects, all came with their own '1st place' ribbon. What shocked Izzy the most was Noah's action figure collection. He had several characters from various comic book universes in various poses around the room, scattered in a seemingly random order. Noah didn't seem like the sort of guy who liked action figures. And if he was, he certainly didn't seem like the 'Take-them-out-the-box' guy…

Noah walked up beside her, "Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I like action figures. So what? It's a nice escape from reality, to a world where people can fly, shoot lasers, it's incredible. That's why I like books as well; I just want to go away to a place where stuff happens that can't happen here," he sighed, "Yeah, I don't have many friends…"

Izzy just kept staring; she didn't know him at all. It was like he was a stranger… Noah waved a hand in front of her face. She blinked, "Oh, sorry Noah. I…" He hushed her and indicated where she should sit. She sat down in wide eyed amazement, but only for a few seconds, "Wow Noah! You have loads of cool stuff! The action figures, posters, books… It could be cooler though… Add more aliens; I know what they look like! You see, I…"

Noah sighed happily. She rambled on, aimlessly. He loved this about her, the unpredictability and the all-round insanity. It was a breath of fresh air in a drab and dreary world of grey. He watched her lips move up and down, saying something to do with aliens, but he wasn't listening. He decided to concentrate on her shock of orange hair, it flowed around her shoulders as she talked and shook her head when she got things wrong. Then there were her eyes, green as her outfit, a perfect match. It brought out the red in her hair.

"Noah, are you listening?" He looked up, and Izzy was standing over him, her hands on her hips in mock anger, "Of course you're not. Anyway, what happened with you, Noah?"

He thought for a second, "Well, I've basically spent all the time after Total Drama doing schoolwork, reading and watching TV or some movies…" He shrugged.

Izzy rolled her eyes, "Come on Noah! You've got to have done something fun?"

He shrugged again, "I seriously haven't. Life's been a total bore since you've been gone…" He smiled as he watched a blush slowly creep its way across her face, "I missed you Izzy…"

"I… I didn't know you felt that way Noah. I thought you liked guys!"

"Whoa! Why would you think that?!" Noah reeled back.

She giggled, "You kissed a guy!"

Noah went pale, "I did not!"

"Did!"

"Did not!"

"Did!"

He leaned in closer to her, "Did not!"

She leaned in closer to him, "DID!"

"Did not!" Noah closed the final few centimetres between him and Izzy, and kissed her. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she kissed back, and it was Noah turn to be surprised. But he got back into the rhythm and they sat there, kissing passionately. Noah leaned back, letting her lie on top of him and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He was surprised how well this was going. Knowing Izzy he thought she'd try some weird tongue trick or something. But this was perfectly normal… Creepily normal. He didn't notice this, and carried on kissing the girl he loved.

"NOAH!" His mother called from downstairs, "Noah, what are you doing? I hear banging!" He chuckled slightly at this, and returned the call.

"Nothing mother, I'm perfectly fine!"

She paused, "Okay then. Play safe!"

He looked back at Izzy who was giggling at this, yet desperately trying to hide it. Noah leant over to her, "C'mon Iz, we could go get a coffee or something, then make-out?"

She blushed slightly, as did he, but she gave a reply, "Yes Noah. I'd be delighted to go out with you!"

He took her hand, and they went downstairs, out the door, onto the street, and walked chattering to each other, to the nearest coffee shop.