Complicated Love - Chapter 4

Mondays, always the least anticipated day of the week. On this particular Monday, you'll discover Izzy's best talent, meet her other friends and another member of the soccer team who chats up Izzy after school.
Mondays... They had to be the absolute worst day of the week. My Mondays always started with me staying in bed until the last minute possible. On Sunday nights I always stayed up really late finishing my homework that I procrastinated. I liked school, I was pretty smart too, but I wasn't one of those people who prioritized my time wisely. I didn't have a study schedule or a specific time for homework. I'd do it whenever I had extra time or the night before (which happened most often).

"IZZY! HURRY UP!" Grayson yelled up the stairs as I started to climb out of bed.

"I'LL BE THERE IN A SECOND!!" I yelled back and quickly went to wash my face and brush my teeth.

While in the bathroom, I pulled my hair into a quick braid. I went to change into some black jeans and a plain white shirt. I slid on a baggy cardigan and put on my favorite white low top converse. I put on some foundation to make sure my skin was looking okay, filled in my eyebrows, and applied a little mascara before I grabbed my backpack and headed downstairs.

"You took forever! We have to pick up Cam! Hurry up, get in the car!" Grayson yells at me once I get to the kitchen.

"But breakfast!" I whined.

He grabbed a granola bar and tossed it at me, "Let's go, this is all you're getting."


"Too bad! You took too long, Cam's waiting!"

"Why are we picking him up?! He has his own car," I said as we climbed into the car.

"It's in the shop right now."

"Why? Did he wreck it?"

"Yeah last night, I think."

"What happened?? Is he okay? Did he hit another person?"

"I don't know the details Izzy, ask him when he gets here."

I ate my granola bar quickly and my stomach was still grumbling. I frowned and then got a great idea. I grabbed my phone and dialed Cam's number.

"Hello? Are you guys here already?" Cam asked. His voice was sleepy, I could tell. Cam wasn't even out of bed; Grayson was such a liar.

"On the way. Can you bring me a bagel? And an apple? And maybe if you have some strawberries?"

"What the hell? Might as well come in and clean out my pantry while you're at it," he mumbled tiredly.

"Please Cam! Grayson rushed me and I couldn't eat a proper breakfast."

Cameron groaned and I could tell he was rolling his eyes at me.


"Thank you," I said and then hung up. I hoped, it wouldn't be weird with Cameron today. After we got out of the bathroom during dinner, he didn't talk to me and sat there in annoyance. I was pretty annoyed too and ignored him. Once we got back home, he got in his car and went home right away. I guess, he wrecked it sometime afterwards, hopefully it was minor.

Once we got to Cam's house, he trudged out with his hands full with my food.

I climbed out of the car and took it from him, "Thanks!"

"Your wish is my command," he said sarcastically while bowing then hopped into the front seat.

I climbed into the back and started to eat.

"Holy shit, you're chewing so loud!" Cam said to me. Grayson started laughing and I rolled my eyes at them.

"Deal with it. If Grayson let me eat, we wouldn't be in this situation."

"Yeah, but I bet you slept in... again," Cam said with a laugh.

"So what if I did? I'm allowed to sleep in if I want to."

"Of course you are Princess," Cam said and sounded pretty annoyed. He probably rolled his eyes at me, but I didn't care. I was just happy with my food. Cam turned the music up louder and started bumping his head along with the beat.

Grayson had one of our homemade CDs in the car, it was our favorite to listen to while driving. Grayson, Cam, and I made it a few weeks ago. We'd put all our favorite songs on it, so we can jam out in the car. And every few weeks or months when we want to listen to something different we'd burn a new CD. The CD we had in was a bunch of rap songs and ones with high energy.

The boys were jumping in theirs seats and rapping along with the track on the way to school. I was constantly yelling at Grayson to keep focused on the road, but he could barely hear me over the music. I got really anxious in car ever since my dad and I had gotten in a car accident last year. He was driving and I was in the passenger seat and my side of the car got hit by another car. We weren't seriously injured, but the car was totaled and I was really effected by it emotionally. To this day, I get anxiety and panic attacks in cars, I can't help it. I just don't trust the other drivers on the road, some people don't know what they're doing! I knew Grayson was a good driver, but it still made me really nervous to see him bouncing around.

Once we parked we got out and I remembered to ask Cam about his car.

"Hey, so what happened to your car?" I said as I tried to keep up with Cam and Grayson. They both had really long legs and mine were shorter so I'd always be partly running whenever I walked with them.

"Oh, yeah..." He mumbled, "Just wasn't looking properly and crashed into the mailbox on my way home."

"Really? Cam you should be more careful," I said to him, "it could have been a lot worse..."

Cam looked at me and realized I was thinking about the car accident. He knew about my anxiety, he had witnessed my outbursts many times, even some of the really bad ones. He put his arm around me and rubbed my shoulder, "Alright, I'm sorry Angel. I'll watch out from now on."

"Good." I said and parted ways with them to get to my locker.


The first-class that I had was Choir. I loved Choir and I really loved to sing. I was pretty modest about my voice, but I won't lie to you guys, I've got a pretty good one. I feel so cocky by full out saying that I've got a good voice, but it was the truth. My choir director would pick me for solos in songs, I usually sang the national anthem at school assemblies and sports games, I got the most vocally challenging part in school musicals, and everyone complimented me when they heard me (even the people who I had never talked to before). My voice was the one thing that people really knew me for; besides the fact that I was Grayson's twin sister.

Ever since I was young, I loved to sing along to the Spice Girls because my mom played their music all the time. Ever since then I wanted to be a Spice Girl. I'd dance around the house with a hairbrush as my microphone. Once I got older and started to join choirs and musicals, I became a lot more reserved because I didn't want to seem arrogant. I didn't like those kinds of people, so I decided I would never be one.

We were just about finishing up and sang through our song one last time. Everyone was grabbing their things to head to their next class when my choir director, Mr. Flint, called me over.

"Isabelle, are you going to audition for the musical next week?"

"Umm... I was planning on it," I said nervously. I was always nervous for auditions, it was just so scary to have the judges watch me so closely because what if I mess up? And if I don't get the part, I feel so embarrassed.

"Good. We really going to need you for this production."

"Me?" I said softly.

"Yes! Your voice is naturally theatrical and very special and unique. Last year you did an absolutely fantastic job!"

"Oh wow, thank you Mr. Flint," I beamed, "That's really nice of you to say."

"Well, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it Isabelle. I look forward to your audition."


Lunch! The best part of the day. Just kidding, the best part of the day was the end of the day. Lunch was a close second though. I sat down in the cafeteria with Jen and the other people who we hung out with. On either side of me was Tyler and Leah. Beside Leah was Devin (who was her boyfriend). In front of us was Violet, Marcus, Jen, and Shawn. The eight of us usually hung out after school twice a week as a study group and sometimes on weekends we'd go watch a movie or just hang out at someone's house. I tried to invite them to the parties that my brother hosted but they never came, it wasn't really their scene. That's why I always dragged Jen, isn't that what best friends are for?

"How was your weekend guys?" Devin asked while biting into his sandwich.

"I had tons of homework and studying to do. I didn't see daylight once this weekend," said Shawn gloomily.

"You need to give yourself a break Shawn," Violet said worriedly, "you're going to overdo it and crash one day."

"Nope. Coffee helps me just fine. There's no time for a break," he said stubbornly, "especially if I want to get into a good university."

"I forgot about university! I can't believe we're almost out of high school," Leah said and sighed happily.

"Forgot?! Leah, it's almost time to send out our applications," Shawn said while drinking his juice.

"I know, but don't worry! I'll catch up because you'll teach me how to become nocturnal," everyone laughed.

Shawn saluted her, "Yes ma'am."

"Jen got asked out by a really hot guy on Saturday morning!" I blurted out excitedly.

Everyone looked at her in awe. Jen was the quiet one out of all of us. Even though she had come out of her shell when she was near us everyone knew she wasn't very outgoing towards strangers especially.

"Really Jen!?" exclaimed Leah.

"Oh my goodness! Tell us about him! What happened?!" Violet clapped her hands together and leaned closer to hear.

Jen retold the story of our Saturday morning brunch. The guys rolled their eyes as the girls gushed and squealed over Gavin.

"So have you set up a date yet??" Leah asked eagerly.

"On Wednesday night, he's taking me somewhere," Jen said with a big smile.

"Somewhere?" Devin said suspiciously.

"He said he wanted to surprise me."

"OOOH! That is SOO cute!" Violet babbled.

Jen blushed and nodded, "I can't wait! You guy will have to help me get ready."

"Yup! I'll do your hair, Marcus will fix your makeup, Shawn will give you a manicure, and Devin will decide your outfit! I can't wait!!" Tyler said mockingly, making all the guys laugh. The girls just looked at him offended.

"Come on!" I swatted at his head, "Be happy for Jen!"

"Alright, alright," he smiled, "I'm happy for Jen, just joking around. Relax ladies."

"Hey Izzy," Leah said to me in a whisper, "that guy is staring at you."

"What guy?" I said and whipped my head around to look.

Leah grabbed my hand and shook it, "Stop that! He'll notice!"

"Who is it then! Someone tell me!"

"He's sitting with the soccer team," Leah said, trying to act casually.

Violet looked over and her eyes went big, "It's Chris Carter. He's really cute!"

"Chris Carter? Why is he looking at me!?" I wondered.

"Maybe he's into you!" Leah said excitedly.

"No way!" I blushed just at the thought, "Is he still staring?"

"Yep," Devin said in a flat tone, "Who cares?"

"Stop it Dev!" Leah smacked his arm and gave him a look, "Izzy deserves a cute guy looking at her. It's about time!"

"Sorry babe," he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and rubbed his arm where she hit him.

"Whipped," Marcus said under his breath and all the guys chuckled.

"Fuck off Marcus," Devin just rolled his eyes, "I'm the boss, especially in bed."

"Devin!" Leah smacked his arm again but harder.

"What!?" He looked at her with wide eyes.

"I can't believe you said that!" She said angrily. She got straight up out of her seat and stormed out.

"I was kidding babe!" He said and ran after her.

"Whipped," Marcus said again and laughed loudly.

"Just wait until you guys get girlfriends, you won't be laughing," Violet said to them.

"I'm never going to be tied down," Tyler said, puffing out his chest to seem manly.

"Sure," Jen laughed and nudged his side, "because you're a wild tiger right?"

"Yeah I am," he said proudly.

"Name 5 girls who wanted to 'tie you down' in the last year," I said challengingly with a smirk.

"I don't have to do anything you say," he dismissed me and ate his lunch. Everyone laughed and for the rest of lunch, we chatted about how terrible Mr. Grout was at teaching math.


After school Grayson had soccer practice again, so I used this time to practice for my audition for the school musical. Since it was the end of the day barely anyone was hanging around the school, so I went into the girls changing room because it had a nice echo. It reminded me of when I sang in the shower, and I loved to sing in the shower.

This year's musical was High School Musical. Typical right?! I loved watching the movies when I was a little girl, Troy Bolton was my first crush, I'm pretty sure. I was pumped that it was the musical this year, but I needed to practice a lot if I wanted to do well. I hid away into the girls' changing room and pulled out the lyrics to the song 'The Start of Something New' the first song that Troy and Gabriella sing.

I sang Troy's parts in my head and sang Gabriella's parts out loud. It sounded pretty odd but I tried. I sang it thrice before I heard someone start to clap. I whipped around and saw Chris Carter in the doorway smiling at me and clapping his hands.

"Oh god," I blushed deeply, "How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough," he laughed softly.

"I'm so embarrassed," I said and slapped my forehead lightly.

"Don't be Superstar," he smiled at me with his bright blue eyes, "you should be proud, you're really talented."

"No, I'm really not that good," I always got so awkward when someone complimented me. I always just denied them, I couldn't help it, I didn't want to agree because I didn't want to be arrogant.

"I'm being serious!" He laughed and sat down on a bench, "Continue, please!"

"No! Not while you're here."

"Why not? You're going to sing in front of the whole school when you get the part."

"That's IF I get the part! Anyway, future me will deal with it when she gets there," I said and shrugged. I eyed him, "Aren't you supposed to be at soccer practice and not in the girls' changing room? What if I were changing!"

"I was at practice... But I didn't see you under that tree, so I went looking out for you," he smiled and patted the bench and motioned for me to sit, "and if you were changing, it would have been even better," he winked.

I nudged his arm and shook my head at him, "That is inappropriate Christopher!"

He laughed and looked at me surprised, "You know my name?"

"Well yeah," I said with a smile, "you're in the soccer team. Grayson and Cam talk about you guys all the time, I know more about you guys than you think."

He looked at me a little shocked, "Alright then Superstar, tell me something about myself."

"Hmm... You ate a whole pizza in 7 and a half minutes when you guys won your first game of the season last year."

"Wow. Impressive, I don't even remember that."

"Weren't you really drunk?"

"Haha, yeah that might be why I don't remember." He said and we laughed together.

"So why were you looking for me?" I asked curiously. I had never really spoken to Chris one on one like this before, so it was sort of strange. But also nice!

"I've been meaning to say 'hi' one of these days," he said and shrugged casually.

"Okay," I laughed softly, how random, "Hello then."

"Hello," he said and waved.

"Was that all?" I laughed softly and looked at him. He was really cute. He had dusty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was tall and had a nice smile. He was pretty muscular because I think he also played on the basketball team, so he was always working out to stay in shape to play these sports.

"No," he admitted, "Um... I wanted to ask if you wanted to hang out sometime."

"Oh," I wasn't expecting that, I didn't want to let the opportunity of a cute guy asking me to hang out slip away so I smiled and said, "Yeah, okay. That would be nice."

"Really?" He seemed very surprised.

"Yeah, why? Do you want me to say no?"

"Haha, no I wanted you to say yes! I don't know, I just thought you were unavailable."

I laughed and shook my head, "I'm not unavailable. Who did you think I was seeing?"


"Cam?" I wondered what the hell Cam had told the guys, he liked to make things up about us all the time. I shook my head and rolled my eyes, "He wishes. He probably thinks we have a thing; he's just really stubborn and always difficult."

Chris laughed along with me and smiled, "Well, we should hang out sometime then."

"Yeah, we should."

"Can I get your number?"

"Yeah, of course," I smiled and put it into his phone, "Now get back to practice!"

"Sure thing Superstar. I'll text you later," he winked and ran back out to the field.

I stood there and smiled. Chris Carter wanted to hang out. That didn't mean a date. But it could potentially lead to a date. I smiled even wider. This was the first guy to get my number before Grayson slaughtered him, maybe Grayson wouldn't be so harsh this time. Chris didn't seem like he was like the rest of the soccer team, he seemed nice. Not to mention cute!


Hi guys!

I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far. I've been on a writing kick for the last few days because I had to take a break last week while studying for exams. So I've just been diving right into the story, I hope you have as well.

Thanks to everyone who voted on Chapter 3's poll and left me a comment! I read them all, thanks for the support, I'm glad you guys are liking the story so far! I really love hearing what you think. :)
Published: 4/30/2015
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