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Disclaimer: I don't own ASOUE, I only own Isadora's Diary.

The Isadora Diaries:

The Jacket:

Wednesday, March 7th

Sometimes, I wonder why I'm friends with my friends. Yes, I do love them and all, it's just that they tend to jump to conclusions and won't let me talk. Now this isn't all the time, it's only when they're jumping to conclusions about me.

I should start from the beginning. :

My brothers and I were waiting for Violet and Klaus in front of their house to walk to the subway to go to school together. We were surprised to only see Klaus walk out.

"Where's Violet?" Quigley asked.

"She's sleeping in her room." Klaus answered. "She's been going delirious with her lack of sleep. My mom had it today and is forcing her to stay home and sleep after she caught Violet talking to the microwave this morning."

Duncan looked confused as to how that could possibly be a problem. "Doesn't she always talk to microwaves?"

Klaus shook his head. "No. You're thinking of how she screams at it to hurry up with her food. Today, she was having a normal conversation with it. She was seriously half-asleep."

"Poor Violet," I said, remembering how she'd been acting from her lack of sleep a couple of days earlier.

"Yeah," Klaus agreed. "I don't think she minds staying home, though."

As we were walking, a cold gust of wind blew through the air. Even though spring was nearing, the morning still enjoyed being cold. Klaus got Quigley to hold his backpack for him as he began to put on the black jacket he had draped over his shoulder. It looked kind of odd, for a boy to wear at least. His jacket had a slivery design of swirly trees and such and it kind of a sparkled, only a little bit, though. The jacket looked familiar seemed familiar, although I had never seen him wear it. I also couldn't help but notice just how good he looked in it, it being halfway zipped up. I don't know if it was because of the way it fit him or because he looks great in black. Either way, he looked quite attractive. Duncan and Quigley, however, seemed to differ.

"Um, Klaus?" Quigley began, handing Klaus back his backpack. "What are you wearing?"

Klaus looked down at what he was wearing. "Uh, clothes?" Klaus looked at Quigley as if the question he asked was strange, which it was.

"No," Quigley shook his head. "I mean your jacket."

I rolled my eyes. It wasn't exactly a design you would find on a normal guy jacket but it wasn't a big deal. "It's just a jacket, Quigley, and it looks fine."

Duncan peered over at Klaus from the other side of Quigley and looked as if he was trying not to laugh. "I don't know, Iz. It looks kind of girly."

Klaus looked offended. "It's not girly!" Turning to me, he asked, "Isadora, is my jacket girly?"

"No," I shook my head. "I like this silver design thing; it's cool."

"See, Duncan? Isadora likes my jacket!"

Duncan laughed. "Yeah. A girl likes the girly sparkles on your girly jacket. You sure proved me wrong!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Quigley stepped in front of Klaus and placed his hands on his shoulders, staring at the jacket. "Where did you get this jacket, Klaus?"

"The couch," he answered looking a bit awkward. "All of my regular ones are dirty and this was just lying there."

Quigley's serious expression soon turned into laughter. He wouldn't stop and we had to drag him to the station, almost two and a half blocks away, before he finally calmed down enough to talk in complete sentences. All the way, Klaus was shooting glares at Quigley and Duncan was mumbling, "It's not that funny, chill."

"Now can you tell us what you find so hilarious?" I asked after my brother was finally able to regulate his breathing.

I'm surprised he didn't drop dead from lack of oxygen a block ago.

"That," Quigley began, pointing at Klaus's jacket, "is the exact same jacket I got Violet for our four months and twelve days anniversary last weekend!"

That was why it was familiar….

Klaus's jaw dropped and Duncan began laughing just as hard as Quigley was. "I thought it was just some random thing my mom had bought!" Klaus defended. "She does that all the time!"

"Wait," I coughed back a laugh. "Are you and Violet the same size?" I don't mean this in a bad way, but Violet is quite skinny.

Klaus's eyes widened in horror. "What? No! I mean—" Quigley interrupted him, "No, Violet wanted a baggy jacket."

"But still!" Duncan laughed. Quigley pulled Duncan in the direction of the bathroom. "Come on Duncan, I got to go and I don't like being there alone with subway people. They freak me out!"

I started walking to sit on a bench to wait for them when Klaus stopped me and grabbed my shoulders. Isadora, will you please switch jackets with me?" I had on a plain gray, kind of baggy jacket, so it would work if we switched. "Why don't you just not wear yours?"

"Because then I'll be cold." he pouted.

I sighed. He was just too cute when he pouted. "My jacket smells like me. Are you sure you want to go around smelling like a girl all day?"

Klaus cocked his head to the side. "What kind of girl?"

I honestly couldn't believe he was asking that.

I held up my sleeve for him to smell. He took my hand, making me a blush a little, and smelled my sleeve. He went cross-eyed and said slowly, "You smell like rainbows…."

"Oh, hush up!" I shoved him backwards and he started laughing. "You're not getting my jacket!"

"Please?" Klaus pouted again, walking back to me. "I don't want to go all day looking like a girl!"

"But you're okay with smelling like one?"

He shrugged. "I like rainbows." He laughed again and I rolled my eyes. "Alright." I slipped my satchel off my shoulder to take my jacket off and Klaus did the same with his backpack.

"Thank you, Izzy!"

"Yeah, you're welcome" I mumble, as I slip on his—or Violet's, really—jacket. As soon as I put it on, I could smell cologne. "Klaus, why does this jacket smell like you? I thought it was Violet's."

"I sprayed it after I got it out of the couch. I didn't want to step out of the house smelling like our couch. Have you smelled our couch? I really wish my mom would get rid of that thing, but she—Izzy? Are you okay?"

I was holding a corner of the hood by my nose and I was looking down at the floor. It smelled very nice. "You smell nice," I said quietly.

"I smell nice too!" Duncan came up and tackled me from behind along with Quigley.

Jerks.

But I love them.

Later that morning, in second period….

I had my feet resting in the seat of the desk to the left of me before class started. Bea hurried in with her books and glared at my feet when she saw them in her seat. I waved at her with one foot. "Hi, Bea."

She pushed my feet out of her chair. She looked at me and said, "I like your jacket. Where did you get it?"

I still had the collar of the jacket up to my nose addicted to the scent. "A place," I said softly. I was seriously getting high off the stuff; I couldn't think straight!

It was probably visible on my face because Bea asked me, "Um, Isadora? Are you okay?"

I nodded. "I'm perfectly fi – no! Where'd it go?!" The scent had disappeared, so I switched to the collar on the other side of the jacket and found it again. Bea gave me an odd look. She leaned over the metal bar on her desk, pulled the collar away from me and pulled it to her own nose. Bea is the Queen of Weird, so of course she knew what I was doing. Her eyes widened and she dropped the part of the jacket she was holding. "When were you going to tell me about this?!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Tell you what?"

Bea, still leaning over the metal bar, began slapping me multiple times with her jacket sleeves. "That you got a boyfriend and he let you wear his jacket that smells like him. Although, I don't know why he'd own a jacket like that, it looks like a girl jacket. But still! After all this time that we've been best friends, you didn't tell me?"

"Bea, how—"

"Ouch." Bea shook her head in disappointment.

"Please, I—"

"Wait!" Our friend Katelyn, who sits behind Bea, interrupted me with a serious expression. "Isadora has a boyfriend?" She smiled and had a miniature spasm in her desk.

"No, I—"

Jo had walked in just in time to hear what Katelyn said. She stopped in front of my desk. "Hold on, are you finally dating Klaus?" Jo hurried into her usual seat behind me. "Tell me EVERYTHING!"

Bea looked mad. "Klaus is your boyfriend? That's even worse! Just when were you going to tell me this?"

"Hold on!" I yelled, getting dizzy from everyone's quick inputs. I said the first thing that popped into my head. "Why do you all assume that I'm dating Klaus?"

"Because," Katelyn began. "it's obvious that you two are MFEO!"

I raised an eyebrow. "MFEO?"

This is going to be interesting, I thought to myself.

"Made For Each Other!" Katelyn and Jo exclaimed in unison.

And I rest my case.

"We're not," I paused to think of how to word what I wanted to say before my words came jumbling out of me. "Klaus and I are not dating!"

Bea gasped. "It's Mark, then, isn't it?"

I shot a glare at her, reminding her that no one was supposed to say anything to anyone about Mark. She mouthed 'sorry' as Katelyn asked, "Who's Mark?"

Jo put her hand on her heart. "Aw, poor Klaus must be so heartbroken!"

"What?!" I had no idea that my friends could take a subject like this to such lengths. "He is not heartbroken! And I don't have a boyfriend!"

Bea turned to Katelyn. "Do you think they're trying to keep it a secret?"

I groaned. Before I could protest anymore, the teacher told the class to quiet down and open our textbooks to start on our work. When the teacher wasn't looking, I managed to lean over to Bea and whisper, "You're hopeless!"

She just smiled brightly at me.

The subject was on hold…for the moment.

Later that day at lunch….

I set my tray on the table and sat in the seat across from Bea. "Well this looks toxic." The menu listed a chicken sandwich, but the garbage on my tray looked more like oatmeal. Really spoiled oatmeal.

Ignoring my complaint, Bea asked "So did you tell Klaus about your new boyfriend last period?"

We have third period, my first class with Klaus for the day, right before lunch, which is fourth period.

"Oh, you mean Mark?" Duncan asked, sitting down to the left of Bea. He doesn't usually sit with us at lunch, but I guess today was a day that he felt like it. He probably just wanted to flirt with Bea.

"Duncan!" I exclaimed in frustration. Him, of all people, I would think to correct people that I don't have a boyfriend. It was that moment that Katelyn and Jo showed up; Katelyn sitting on Bea's right and Jo sitting on my left.

"Who is this Mark kid?" Jo asked me.

"He's—" Duncan was about to answer for me, but I shout him a look that said 'I gave you brownies so you better not say anything or else you will feel my wrath'.

Even though Mark and I are just friends, I'm still a little sensitive on the subject. Plus, if I my friends talking of the subject, it would definitely get around to Klaus soon and we've already been through why I don't want that.

"He's no one," I finally answered, taking a bite out of my apple.

"Ooo!" Katelyn squealed. " 'No one' means someone!"

"Fess up, Izzy!" Jo pushed. "We know you have a boyfriend."

"I don't—"

"Who has a boyfriend?"

I swear, I thought to myself, if people don't stop interrupting me today….

I turned to see Klaus sit down next to me, unfortunately joining our conversation.

"Isadora," Bea answered before I could.

Klaus quickly turned to me with wide eyes. "You told?"

"No I didn't—" I frowned. "Wait, tell what?"

Klaus put his hand on my shoulder. "It's okay, Isadora, you don't have to lie anymore."

I was terribly confused.

Klaus put an arm around my shoulders and turned to our friends. "Isadora and I are in love!"

"I knew it!" Jo exclaimed.

Duncan averted his eyes to the side. "I'm confused.."

Katelyn squealed. Bea cocked her head to the side and asked, "What about Mark?" Right after she blurted it out she looked at Klaus and threw her hands up and covered her mouth. I covered my face with my hands, expecting more questions. What I didn't expect was for Klaus to take his arm off of me and ask, "You're dating Mark?"

I froze for a moment. I forced myself to drop my hands from my face and look up at Klaus. "How do you know about Mark?" My head snapped over to Bea and Duncan. "Bea did you tell? Duncan?" They shook their heads, stunned.

"No, they didn't tell me anything, your mom did," Klaus explained.

I groaned. "I should've known she would've said something. Look, I'm not dating Mark, or Klaus, or—or anyone! People just like jumping to conclusions."

Then I turned to Klaus and asked him, "Why didn't you tell me you knew about Mark?"

"Why didn't you tell me about Mark at all?" he shot back. "I thought we were best friends."

"We are! It's just that I didn't—" I sighed and buried my face in my hands again. "It's complicated."

I couldn't just tell him the real reason why I didn't tell him about Mark, that moment wasn't my ideal time of getting rejected, like I knew I would be.

"Too complicated to tell me, but you can tell Bea?"

Yes.

I didn't want to tell him that though. Instead, I ignored his question by asking one of my own. "Why didn't you mention tat you knew all this time?"

"Because I was waiting for you to tell me!" he answered loudly, close to shouting.

I sighed. Miraculously, an explanation appeared in my mind, and it sounded like a better option than the 'I Like You' explanation. "Look. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't tell you because I thought I would be making a big deal out of it—something I didn't want. I just needed some to confide in after my mom set everything up and Bea was there."

Klaus's face softened and his voice grew quieter. "Well, next time, you can come to me. Remember….?" His voice trailed and I could tell just by looking at him that he was referring to the promise we made to each other the other night. I nodded and smiled. "I didn't know that then, but I know now." He smiled back and I had to turn away before the miniature butterflies in my stomach turned into the Rollercoaster of Doom.

I was about to take a bite of my apple when I remembered something. "Klaus, what was that whole we're 'in love' thing about?"

"Oh," he laughed. "I was just messing around."

"Mhm," I smirked. I didn't have anything else to say, so, to keep the silence from growing awkward, I picked off a piece of my apple with fork and held it up to Klaus's face. "Apple?" He bit the piece off the fork and laughed, smiling down at me. I laughed right along with him.

"Okay, I've had it!" Katelyn exclaimed, making Klaus and I jump. I had forgotten she was there. I forgot everyone was there actually and, from his expression, it looked like Klaus did, too. Katelyn continued, "You two are totally MFEO!"

Klaus looked puzzled. "What's MFEO?"

Together, Katelyn, Jo, Bea and Duncan exclaimed in unison, "Made For Each Other!"

We all looked at Duncan quizzically, surprised as to how he would know that.

"What?" he asked. "I keep up with my acronyms. Arrest me."

Alrighty then.

That's my story, if you'll believe it.

And it all happened because of Quigley's stupid anniversary gift to Violet: The Jacket.

I am so sleepy! Why do I always wait until the middle of the night to type? It's not healthy….

About the jacket, my best friend has this guy friend that has this jacket that is supposedly a girl jacket and my best friend's little sister makes fun of him for it because she claims to have one just like it. O.o I was thinking of that one day during class while I was trying to think of what to wright. The thought was just so funny to me I started laughing in class and some people were looking at me funny….just thought I'd give you a little interesting story. ;)

Another reminder: Klaus's granddaddy is not dead, I'm just making sure you know. And I don't think I'll be doing the play idea. It's just not interesting me as it did before. Should I write it in now, it would be crappy. :p

Now I must go, so take this song for the road:

"….It's been fun but now I've got to go

Life is way too short to take it slow

But before I go and hit the road

I got to know, till then when can we do this again?

When can I see you again?

When can we do this again?

I got to know, when can I see you again?..."

~ Owl City from Wreck it Ralph ;D

This song puts me in a good mood. X)

Night Night Fanfiction Buddies!

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