Kelsey's POV

I jolted from my bed all of a sudden, my body rapidly sweating. Swatting the sheets off from my body, I jumped out of bed and straight into the shower. Jesus, I hate heaving dreams like that. I mean, what the hell was that all about anyway?

They never seem to make any sense. Guess my mind is filled with randomness that I will never understand. Shaking off what was on my mind, I got out the shower and quickly put on my dressing gown before heading downstairs for breakfast. "Oh, morning sweetheart, did you sleep well?" Mom greeted me as I walked into the kitchen.

Huh, I'm guessing Scott and Isaac are still sleeping if they're not down here eating up all the food. "Yeah...kind of." I replied. Mom swirled around, placing her hands on her hips. "Have you and Isaac been staying up late watching that supernature again?"

Oh my god, I've told her many times before that it's supernatural and not supernature, but does she listen? No. "What, no. And it's not called supernature, it's supernatural." I told her once again while looking to see what mom was cooking. Pancakes!

Oh how I love pancakes. "Same difference." Mom replied as I went to grab a few pancakes. "Save some for the boys." She smiled, before walking away and disappearing up the stairs. I sat down at the table, tending to my pancakes that mom so kindly made, stuffing them into my mouth like I hadn't eaten in years.

"Whoa, no need to eat like a baby dinosaur, no one's gonna take the pancakes from you." I heard my bother comment from the bottom of the stairs. I gave him the death glare, while rolling my eyes. "Ha ha, you're hilarious." I said sarcastically before gulping down another pancake.

"Seriously though, you should probably chew your food...wouldn't want you to choke or anything." He laughed. I swear to god he's gonna get my fist in his face if he doesn't shut up. Brothers are so annoying.

I watch Scott as he got a bowl out and put his coco pops into it. He looked different...I don't know how to describe it. Although he was just laughing not that long ago, he seems to be in his own little world. Like just now, he's putting orange juice into his bowl instead of milk. Ew. "Hey, Scott, you do realize that's orange juice and not milk, right?" I asked.

Scott snapped out of his throughs. "Huh, oh...yeah." What's up with him? Maybe he's not feeling well? "Are you okay?" I asked him worriedly as I got up from my chair and put my plate into the sink.

Scott smiled. "I'm fine...you should probably wake Isaac up and get dressed. I'll see you at school." He doesn't look fine, but I'll drop it. "Wait, you're leaving now?" Why is he leaving so early? I thought we could go in together.

I'll need to keep an eye on him, see if he acts even more strange today. "Yeah, Stiles and I want to hang out before class starts, you don't mind do you?" Huh, I guess not. "No, that's fine, I was just wondering why you were leaving early that's all." Maybe he's acting strange because of Isaac and I? I mean, after he heard about Isaac and Allison, he did act a little off.

But I understand, I went through the same thing...I still am. But...Isaac and I...we have something special, and if working through the rough patches makes us stronger, then I'm all for it. I just hope Scott and Isaac will be on good terms again. Plus, Scott is better off without Allison anyway, he needs to move on.

All I want for him is to be happy, that's all I've ever wanted. "Okay, well I'll see you soon." I waved as my brother walked out the house.

Okay, time to get dressed and ready before school starts. Speeding up the stairs and entering my room like Barry Allen, I shut my door and walked towards my wardrobe. But just as I was about to get some clothes out, someone grabbed me from behind, knowing its Isaac, I decided to throw him over my head like what they do in wrestling, but as soon as he hit the floor, he began crying in pain.

Furrowing my brows in confusion, I looked down, only to be faced with someone who's not my boyfriend, Jake. "Jesus Christ, Kelsey, I think you broke like every bone in my body...how'd you do that?" He whined, holding his arm as he got up from the floor. How the hell did he get in here without anyone knowing? Why is he here?

"I uh...Judo? Anyway, I should be the one to ask questions...what the hell are you doing in my room? Better yet, how did you even get in?" I thought Jake was staying away from me for awhile? "I came though your window, it was open."

The window, cliché. But wait, I could've sworn my window was locked...oh right, mom must have opened it to let fresh air in when she came up. "Of course you did...why are you here, Jake?" I asked again, crossing my arms.

Jake sat on the edge of my bed, never looking away from me as he did so. "We need to talk." What? Talk about what? And why do we have have to talk now, it's still early! Plus did he have to come all the way to my house and sneak in my bedroom to talk? What's so important anyway? "And we couldn't have waited until I was at school? Jake, it's not the time or place...Isaac lives here, my mom is home, plus I'm not even dressed yet." I told him.

Oh lord please keep Isaac from seeing Jake in my room, let him sleep. Jake rolled his eyes. "Who cares, I'm not scared of Isaac...and you look beautiful wearing anything." I so desperately hope Isaac is still asleep. What will he say and think if he was to see Jake here sitting on my bed in my room, oh god.

I don't even want to know what would happen. "Jake, you need to leave, Isaac will hear you." I warned. "He's probably sleeping, and I'm pretty sure he can't hear through walls...look, can we please just talk?" Yeah, probably still sleeping...he could be awake, hearing every little word, waiting to make his move of attack on Jake.

"Yes, let's talk, at school. So I suggest you make your way out the window before I push you out myself." I say, pulling him towards the window. Jake sighed as he started to climb out. "Okay, okay...I'll leave, but we have to talk."

"Yes, fine, we'll talk later." I said to him just before he climbed out the window and disappeared down the street. Oh thank god, I thought he'd never leave...and lucky Isaac didn't barge in. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, getting dressed and ready for school. I think I'll wear my black lace vest top, along with my dark purple skater skirt of course...well, it's not like I have much of a colourful collection of clothes.

Taking off my dressing gown, I quickly slip into my clothes before putting on my pair of black converse. There was a knock at my bedroom door before it opened, which revealed a curly-haired boy. "Wow, you look amazing as always...um, I was gonna ask if you want to have a movie marathon later?"

Movie marathon, hmm. "Sounds good, how about Harry Potter?" Man, I love Harry Potter...I could literally quote the films from word to word. "We watched all of them over the weekend, and the weekend before that...don't you think we should watch something else like Iron Man?"

I will make him watch Harry Potter again, maybe next weekend...but I guess I kinda am in the mood for a bit of Robert Downey Jr. sass and of course; his gorgeous everything. "Okay first off; Harry Potter is amazing, and second of all; it's meant to be watched over and over again. But okay, you've won me over with Iron Man." I told him while picking up my phone.

"Oh thank god for that, I thought I'd had to sit through you obsessing over that bleach blonde arrogant twat again." Isaac chucked. I stared at him wide-eyed and opened mouth. How could he...well no I'm just deeply offended. "How dare you speak of my boyfriend like that, I'll have you know that Draco Ma-" I stopped talking when my phone started vibrating in my hand.

"Go on...wait, what's wrong?" Isaac asked as he came towards me. Why was he calling me? I told him I didn't want to see him. How did he even get my number? "Dad is calling me..."

"Oh...so, are you going to answer it?" I shock my head, before declining the call and throwing the phone on the bed. Great, that's like the hundredth time he's called me in three weeks. Doesn't he know when to give up? Surely me not answering his calls would give him some kind of hint that I want nothing to do with his sorry ass.

"You should go downstairs, I'll be down soon." I told him. Isaac smiled slightly before holding both of my hands in his. How much long is dad going to keep this up? Why can't he just leave already? If he's not here for Scott I, them why else would he be here? Is he purposely trying to piss me off? "Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, his eyes never leaving my face. Before I could reply, Isaac pulled me into a heartfelt hug.

His arms wrapping around tightly, and gently giving me small kisses on my forehead. "Don't let him get to you, alright? He's just a desperate old fella wasting his time calling my beautiful munchkin." Beautiful munchkin...did he really just call me a munchkin? What in the world..."Munchkin? I'm not short."

Isaac pulled away from the hug, but still griping ahold of my hands. "Well...it sounds cute, and at least it's better than furby." Is munchkin cute for a nickname...hmm. I mean sure you get that breed of cats called munchkins and they're cute...but munchkin for me? Eh, I don't know.

"Okay, I admit furby isn't the greatest of nicknames, but at the time it was the only thing that came to mind." It's true, my mind was all over the place that night...trying to find Jackson in his lizard form and then Isaac being all heavenly gorgeous...like what was I supposed to say. "Why don't you change my nickname to-" I cut Isaac off when a nickname came to mind.

And a very well imaginative nickname at that. I give you..."Noodle! Yes, that's you're new nickname." I smile excitedly, while Isaac looks a little confused by the whole thing. "Noodle? Oh for the love of god, why?"

I quickly pick up my phone from my bed as I smirked at Isaac. "Your curly hair kinda resembles noodles, so..." He can't argue with that...I'm practically stating a fact. "Alrighty then, let's go to school." Isaac said. I nodded my head before Isaac lead me out of my room and down to the front door.

Opening the door, I let myself and Isaac out before locking up. School better play nice today, I don't want to come home feeling shitty and annoyed at everyone. Then again, when has anyone had a good day school? Hoping onto my motorbike, Isaac got on behind, holding onto my waist as we drove off.

Ten minutes later we arrived outside the school, Isaac and I stopped at my locker first as I had to get out my paint brushes and note book for class, then we both headed to the room...which was basically empty. Not long after we sat behind our easels, Allison and Lydia came into the classroom.

They both glanced our way but just got on with their work. Huh, it's kind of annoying sometimes that Allison is always with Lydia. Like yes, I know they're best friends and all...but I rarely get to have any time where it's just Lydia and myself anymore. "Not the steadiest hand for a superb marksman." I heard Lydia say to Allison from across the classroom.

I continued to stroke my paint brush across the paper while listening in. "It's been happening for the past few weeks. Since that night." Allison relied. Since that night...the night she, Scott and Stiles had their near-death experience. Huh, that must explain why Scott has been acting strange and a little jumpy since that night, and Stiles, well...I'm not sure about him.

There was a sudden sound of paint splattering which made me jump a little. Oh god, I just ruined my painting. Lydia ripped the paper from Allison's easels before telling her to start over. Huh, she seems to be under a lot of stress...I know the feeling. "What is that supposed to be? ...Actually, it kinda looks like an elephant head." Isaac said while looking at my work. I rolled my eyes at Isaac. "It's not an elephant, it's meant to be-"

I didn't finish what I was saying because Isaac decided to interrupt me. "Look, those are the ears, that's the trunk...it's an elephant." I stared at my boyfriend for a minute before opening my mouth to reply. "You irritate me."

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Oh my god guys...Heyyy!!

Tell me you thoughts so far? What do you think will happen in this book? Let your imagination run wild...mwhahahah...*insert evil face*

What do you think Jake wants to talk about? Do you think he and Kelsey should be friends again? And will Kelsey ever speak to her dad without getting angry? Will they be on good terms again?

Okay guys, any Pretty Little Liars fans here? Well...can we just talk about how Spencer and Caleb are like getting a little close...like I don't know how to react. I don't know if I ship them or not, because I'm a big Haleb and Spoby shipper so...WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO THINK?!?! But I must say, Spencer's bangs look mighty fine...as does Aria's new boyfriend.

Then there's Ezra who is acting all off, hmm...not sure how I feel about him anymore. And most importantly, where is my favorite Rosewood boy; Jason DiLaurentis? I MISS MY BABY!! BRING HIM BACK!!

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