Chapter 4 Isaac Presley

Haley-

It's been a week since I started working for Sam and today happens to be my first day off.

Mum made sure I spilled all the details of the job, I had to lie a whole lot. I feel ashamed I lied, I just had too. We need the money I get from this job and I'll try to help us get the most.

Camilla Cabello sings beautifully from my phone to inform me about an incoming call.

Singing alongside Cam I grab my phone from the bed side table.

Unknown number.

"Addison speaking, who's at the other end?" I take the time to admire my nails, I gave myself a manicure and pedicure last night. I'm over due for that.

"I had to steal your number from somewhere." He drags the sentence over the phone, his voice makes a wave of happiness wash over me. He's been making a lot of effort concerning our friendship.

Like.. he's been driving me to school for the past two mornings.

"Oh hi Isaac." "This isn't Isaac." The tone of the voice changes to one I don't recognize. I sit up immediately.

"Who am I on to?" The happiness I felt completely drained away, replaced by a confusion and curiosity. How could someone I don't know get my number?

"Why don't you guess hon?" "Teasing strangers are we? Who the heck are you?"

"I'll tell you who I am in the next two minutes if you are able to convince me to do so." I perk up to the new challenge and my mood changes, whoever this stranger is.. I like his vibes. Forgive me for being happy with a challenge from a stranger.. he might actually know me.

"What am I supposed to be doing to get you to reveal your identity?" I ask sweetly.

"Eww, you sound like a love sick bird. I'm not supposed to tell you how to convince me, you should know how to already." I deflate, did I sound that bad?

I've read a lot of romance novels and I think it's time to put it to work.

"I won't be calling you sweet names, I'm bad at flattering.. I'll call you stalker."

"Fine by me, who wouldn't stalk a hot ass?" I go crimson, I'm a lame ass dude.. stop frickin lying. I'm no hot ass whatsoever.

"I bet you're all red over there." I rolled my eyes "Shut up. Can we make a deal?"

"Girl you love deals a whole lot, can't you get my frickin name from me somehow?"

"How?" "Seduce me." I coughed nearly choking on my spit.

"I'm not that cool, I can't do that stalker." I run my hands through my short brown hair. The soft feeling of my hair soothe me.

"You make the word stalker sound so hot, I'm dripping over here." He makes his voice a bit strained at the end of the sentence, I feel my insides heat up.

"Can't you talk baby?"

"I can, I'm just thinking." I twirl the strands of my hair. I wasn't actually thinking about anything, I was just.. I don't even know.

"Oh, hey while you're at it just so you'd know.. I like it rough." My eyes go wide and I slap my mouth shut to prevent my screams from coming out. This dude is sick and I like it.

"Well stalker I wouldn't like it either way." My voice comes out raspy and I wince, he's going to think of it the other way.

"I..." "Are you an Oaklander?" Seriously Addison, Oaklander?

"You don't have to shy away from me baby doll.. yeah I attend Oakland. I'm the hoodie boy."

"There's no hoodie boy in Oakland you imbecile." My amusement evident in my voice.

"Well since you couldn't get my name out of my mouth I guess I should say goodbye now. Bye.." "No wait.." My words don't make it to the other side of the phone as he hangs up.

I hurriedly save the number ~stalker~

'you don't have to shy away from me baby doll'

'hey while you're at it just so you'd know.. I like it rough'

'... I'm the hoodie boy'

This sentence means a lot, he could be anyone at all.

With a smile I lean back into my former position and let my mind roam about in the possibilities of whom stalker might be.

My smile breaks into a bigger grin, someone has been stalking me. I'm not so invisible after all, he even called me a hot ass.. I'm probably just overthinking it or probably not.

Hey! Considering what Elon said, I should probably change a few things about myself, try to be hot.. I donno.. ugh, I'm so lame.

**

I am officially pissed. Sam's a brat

~Three minutes earlier~

A familiar black car pulled up by my side, I continued walking down the street. I really needed to clear my mind.. minutes ago I got into an argument with my neighbour.

An old cranky lady who never minds her business, she's so annoying.

The person behind the steering honked at me and I looked up from the pavement.

"Hey you wanna hang out with us?" Isaac asked through his car window. I gave a small smile before shrugging.

"Uh.. hello Isaac, this is an only friends party and we aren't going to be tagging some pauper along." Sam called from the back seat.

Pauper??

I'm officially pissed, Sam's a brat.

"Do u mind if I go home and change?" I asked opening the back door.

"I won't."

Ten minutes later I get home and inform mum Isaac was taking me somewhere before changing into something nice and comfy- denims and crop tees.

Whatever the party was like, I'm sure I'd fit in somehow. I grabbed a few dollar notes and stuffed them into the pocket of my short before heading back to the car.

You'd expect them to be a little more nice seeing I'm properly dressed now but..

"Who is she?" The girl behind asks.

"No one too important.. Logan is going to be there and that's upsetting, I don't seem to get why he can't get over me. I mean it's been a while now." Sam gushes.

"What can I say? I just want you to be free today. Any wrong move from him and he's gone like the wind." The girl says and Sam smiles.

"Can you two tone down a bit? I'm tryna make out what the newscaster is saying here." Isaac calls out and I giggle ignoring their glares.

They are just so full of themselves. They ignore what Isaac says and resume their gossip while I let the soothing breeze calm my mind.

I've never been to their parties but then this is a sign that I'm actually getting hotter I guess, I'm sorta lame and yeah I know.

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Haley-

It's been a week since I started working for Sam and today happens to be my first day off.

Mum made sure I spilled all the details of the job, I had to lie a whole lot. I feel ashamed I lied, I just had too. We need the money I get from this job and I'll try to help us get the most.

Camilla Cabello sings beautifully from my phone to inform me about an incoming call.

Singing alongside Cam I grab my phone from the bed side table.

Unknown number.

"Addison speaking, who's at the other end?" I take the time to admire my nails, I gave myself a manicure and pedicure last night. I'm over due for that.

"I had to steal your number from somewhere." He drags the sentence over the phone, his voice makes a wave of happiness wash over me. He's been making a lot of effort concerning our friendship.

Like.. he's been driving me to school for the past two mornings.

"Oh hi Isaac." "This isn't Isaac." The tone of the voice changes to one I don't recognize. I sit up immediately.

"Who am I on to?" The happiness I felt completely drained away, replaced by a confusion and curiosity. How could someone I don't know get my number?

"Why don't you guess hon?" "Teasing strangers are we? Who the heck are you?"

"I'll tell you who I am in the next two minutes if you are able to convince me to do so." I perk up to the new challenge and my mood changes, whoever this stranger is.. I like his vibes. Forgive me for being happy with a challenge from a stranger.. he might actually know me.

"What am I supposed to be doing to get you to reveal your identity?" I ask sweetly.

"Eww, you sound like a love sick bird. I'm not supposed to tell you how to convince me, you should know how to already." I deflate, did I sound that bad?

I've read a lot of romance novels and I think it's time to put it to work.

"I won't be calling you sweet names, I'm bad at flattering.. I'll call you stalker."

"Fine by me, who wouldn't stalk a hot ass?" I go crimson, I'm a lame ass dude.. stop frickin lying. I'm no hot ass whatsoever.

"I bet you're all red over there." I rolled my eyes "Shut up. Can we make a deal?"

"Girl you love deals a whole lot, can't you get my frickin name from me somehow?"

"How?" "Seduce me." I coughed nearly choking on my spit.

"I'm not that cool, I can't do that stalker." I run my hands through my short brown hair. The soft feeling of my hair soothe me.

"You make the word stalker sound so hot, I'm dripping over here." He makes his voice a bit strained at the end of the sentence, I feel my insides heat up.

"Can't you talk baby?"

"I can, I'm just thinking." I twirl the strands of my hair. I wasn't actually thinking about anything, I was just.. I don't even know.

"Oh, hey while you're at it just so you'd know.. I like it rough." My eyes go wide and I slap my mouth shut to prevent my screams from coming out. This dude is sick and I like it.

"Well stalker I wouldn't like it either way." My voice comes out raspy and I wince, he's going to think of it the other way.

"I..." "Are you an Oaklander?" Seriously Addison, Oaklander?

"You don't have to shy away from me baby doll.. yeah I attend Oakland. I'm the hoodie boy."

"There's no hoodie boy in Oakland you imbecile." My amusement evident in my voice.

"Well since you couldn't get my name out of my mouth I guess I should say goodbye now. Bye.." "No wait.." My words don't make it to the other side of the phone as he hangs up.

I hurriedly save the number ~stalker~

'you don't have to shy away from me baby doll'

'hey while you're at it just so you'd know.. I like it rough'

'... I'm the hoodie boy'

This sentence means a lot, he could be anyone at all.

With a smile I lean back into my former position and let my mind roam about in the possibilities of whom stalker might be.

My smile breaks into a bigger grin, someone has been stalking me. I'm not so invisible after all, he even called me a hot ass.. I'm probably just overthinking it or probably not.

Hey! Considering what Elon said, I should probably change a few things about myself, try to be hot.. I donno.. ugh, I'm so lame.

**

I am officially pissed. Sam's a brat

~Three minutes earlier~

A familiar black car pulled up by my side, I continued walking down the street. I really needed to clear my mind.. minutes ago I got into an argument with my neighbour.

An old cranky lady who never minds her business, she's so annoying.

The person behind the steering honked at me and I looked up from the pavement.

"Hey you wanna hang out with us?" Isaac asked through his car window. I gave a small smile before shrugging.

"Uh.. hello Isaac, this is an only friends party and we aren't going to be tagging some pauper along." Sam called from the back seat.

Pauper??

I'm officially pissed, Sam's a brat.

"Do u mind if I go home and change?" I asked opening the back door.

"I won't."

Ten minutes later I get home and inform mum Isaac was taking me somewhere before changing into something nice and comfy- denims and crop tees.

Whatever the party was like, I'm sure I'd fit in somehow. I grabbed a few dollar notes and stuffed them into the pocket of my short before heading back to the car.

You'd expect them to be a little more nice seeing I'm properly dressed now but..

"Who is she?" The girl behind asks.

"No one too important.. Logan is going to be there and that's upsetting, I don't seem to get why he can't get over me. I mean it's been a while now." Sam gushes.

"What can I say? I just want you to be free today. Any wrong move from him and he's gone like the wind." The girl says and Sam smiles.

"Can you two tone down a bit? I'm tryna make out what the newscaster is saying here." Isaac calls out and I giggle ignoring their glares.

They are just so full of themselves. They ignore what Isaac says and resume their gossip while I let the soothing breeze calm my mind.

I've never been to their parties but then this is a sign that I'm actually getting hotter I guess, I'm sorta lame and yeah I know.