Isabelle Carter, 19, your resident choreographer.
Is it noticeable?
If I move the right part of my hair away from my face, yes.
It had been nearly a year since he’d answered the door to find Izzie there, normally he would stumble out of his room to just find her on his couch or eating his cereal. It felt foreign to see her standing outside his apartment, framed by the dull glow of the Chinese restaurant across the street — they always turned their lights on way too early. All the uneasy feelings left him when he heard her speak.
“Hi.” He said back, a stupid grin plastered on his face. He was staring at her, he knew he was but he couldn’t stop himself. It was like someone had just returned his favorite painting to him, one that he thought he had lost forever. He could have stayed like that forever, half in his doorway staring at Izzie, but he was pulled out of his trance by a very cold, very wet nose pushing against his hand.
He jumped a little, surprised at the sudden and unexpected animal. Once it had registered with him what had happened he started laughing, “And hello to you too, you little attention hog” He said, squatting down and proceeding to scratch Jae behind both his ears. He looked the dog directly in the eyes, “I missed you too, yes I did.” By the time he stood back up he had dog hair all over him, but he was more used to it that he probably should have been. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, “You, want to come in?”
“Hi.” Izzie spoke back, her voice quiet as she dithered around, fiddling with the lead in her fingers that was currently being tugged at, due to Jae being far too excited to see Geno. Chewing on her bottom lip, Izzie made the decision to just let him off his leash, it wasn’t like the dog didn’t know how to behave, so Jae would come back to her and follow her wherever she went. Watching as Geno interacted with her dog, she tried to suppress the smile that was threatening to up turn the edges of her lips.
She was hurt that he could tell her dog that he missed him, but not her, but still she kept her mouth shut just standing there, feeling like a third wheel – between a human and a fucking dog, which she felt very awkward about. Hearing his question Isabelle rolled her eyes, “Well yeah, I wasn’t gonna stand on your porch forever.” She said sarcastically, taking that as her cue to come in, so she did. Kicking off her shoes she made her way into his living room, Bella jumping up quickly to great her.
Smiling Isabelle sat on the floor her back to the door, as Bella jumped all over her, licking Izzie’s face, sitting on her legs, resting her chin on her thighs, eventually Jae came to join the two of them and Izzie was licked from both sides. Laughing she rubbed Bella’s head before looking over her shoulder at Geno.
I sure hope not, because I’m bad at cleaning things.
It is indeed. Although I wouldn’t say she’s particularly mysterious. I don’t know if you’d know her—her name is Emmy. Don’t kid about things like that—honestly, who could ever forget me? That’s good to hear, the getting better thing, not the scar thing. Although, the scar could be pretty cool, you could always pretend that you got it in some sort of dramatic slow-mo battle with ninjas. Speaking of battles—how exactly did you get that concussion?
Me too, we’ll just get a maid in.
Oh! I know Emmy, love her to pieces, she’s great to be around, I hope you make her happy, or I’m coming to cut you, Flint! Kidding, I could never hurt that precious face. I tripped over my shoe and smashed my head into the coffee table.
Geno hadn’t seen Izzie in a while; he was pretty sure in normal human time it had only been a couple of days, but in Geno time it had felt more like a century. He’d been an idiot the last time he’d seen — hell he’d been an idiot about a lot of things at that time. He’d wanted to explain himself, explain what had happened between him and Caroline but it was more difficult than he thought. In the end, he ended up making an even bigger ass out of himself.
He hadn’t expected Izzie to want to talk to him, let alone to want to actually come over to his house. Then again, Izzie was always doing things that surprised him. He hadn’t been home in days, and Bella had been whining for attention ever since he’d stepped through the door. So his apartment was just as dirty as when he left — granted Izzie had seen it in far worse conditions, but he didn’t exactly want this encounter to take place with his dirty clothes on the floor in front of them.
His cleaning technique was to just hide everything. So he was tossing items from the living room into his bedroom when he heard a few soft knocks on his front door. The knocks were quickly preceded with loud, excited barking from Bella.
“Quiet down.” He yelled at his dog. He kicked the last few shirts into his room and closed the door before heading over to let Izzie in. He paused at the front door, and took a deep breath. “Don’t make her hate you, Idiot.” He muttered to himself before opening the door slowly.
Standing patiently at the door, Jae waiting patiently by her side, sniffing the plants that stood outside Geno’s place, if she had wanted to — she could have picked up the spare key and walked straight in, but she couldn’t do that not now, not after this. So she had to wait, like everyone else, all though she had never been everyone else to Geno, and vice versa. But now? She didn’t know, not anymore, she didn’t know how Geno felt either — which scared her even more, she didn’t want to be rejected in person, she hated rejection more than anything, but she would have never of admitted that, not even to Geno.
She could hear Geno talking to Bella, which made a smile form on her lips, Bella was like her second dog — but she didn’t tell Geno that, he’d probably be scared she’d take her away from him. When the door open, her smile fell, as she was struck by his face — as she always was. Geno was so unaware of how attractive he was or how much he meant to her. “Hi…” Izzie managed to mutter, looking up at him Jae already moving forward to receive attention from the man.
It had been almost a week, since Izzie had saw Geno last – and she would be lying to herself if she said she hadn’t missed him, hadn’t wanted to go round to his house and just… be with him. But after what had happened between him and Caroline, she was wary, and rightly so. Caroline and Izzie had come to verbal blows, which hurt Izzie’s head even more, she had lost one of her best friends, and a guy she really liked, she had needed both of them to come to terms with her father being back in her life and both of them, had betrayed her. Caroline had never told her that she had feelings for Geno, and Geno had kissed Caroline. It was all so confusing, the brunettes head throbbed from the thoughts, not just from the blow on her head.
Jae looked pitiful, resting his head on her thighs as the TV blared loudly, her father passed out in a drunken stupor, new bruises had become visible on Izzie’s arms and some on her legs, but nothing compared to her head, automatically Izzie touched the scab that was forming, there would be a scar. She knew that much. Standing up, when Geno had finally replied – saying yes, they should meet up – Izzie could feel the butterflies in her stomach, she felt sick from the nerves, she felt like crying too, for no apparent reason. “C'mon.” The girl muttered to her dog, Jae, before attaching his lead, and leaving the house.
It didn’t take long to get Geno’s, he didn’t live that far away from Isabelle’s which had always been a good thing, but now all she really wanted was for the walk to be longer, so she could clear her head. Sadly it only took 10 minutes and before she knew it, her knuckles were hitting the wooden door before her.
I don’t think I can pull off the accent but I will try. Leave my maple syrup alone, it’s delicious and it makes pancakes delicious.
Ah, you just have to act like you’re going to beat everyone up who looks at you, hey we’re killing two birds with one stone, being from the Bronx means you can stare down those pervs at the bar! I love me some Maple Syrup.
