Hopefully I'm Being Sneaky. No? Didn't Think so.

"HEY, I'M COMING IN, HOPEFULLY YOU'RE NOT NAKED!" Jesslyn announced as she walked into Isaac's dorm. She was bored, and he was interesting. It just made sense that Jesslyn would barge into his dorm. She hoped he wouldn't mind... Hell, who was she kidding? Jesslyn just wanted to get a reaction out of him. It would be entertaining. Besides, Jess spent a lot of time trying to figure out where his dorm was since he never told her.

Throwing herself onto Isaac, she pressed her lips against his. "Hello, bet you're happy to see me." She said, letting her eyes wander around his dorm since she'd never been here. Spotting something interesting, she let her eyes fall back on him. "What was that?" She wondered with a smirk, motioning with her head to a corkboard.

Isaac was in the middle of toweling his hair dry when he heard Jess yell out that she was coming into the room. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. He quickly tightened the towel around his waist and yelled back, "NOT YET!" Of course Jess'd barge into his room, especially now.

He was thrown off balance and landed on the floor when she tackled him. She kissed him shortly and stood back up before he could even react. He got up and said, "Of course I am, but why the hell are you here right now? No offense." His eyes widened. "That? What do you mean? I don't see anything." He ran over to his cork board and attempted to block it from Jess's sight.

Hearing his not yet, Jesslyn rolled her eyes. "Like I really care Isaac." Jess let her eyes wander over his chest. "Hot, by the way." She complimented with a smirk. "Though, you should probably get dressed. Wouldn't want to get the wrong idea, right?" She wondered.

Throwing him a bored look, Jess flipped her hair over one shoulder. "Boredom mostly. And, wouldn't you rather me here than getting high with Nick, right?" She wondered with a raised eyebrow. Not waiting for an answer, Jess smiled. "Didn't think so."

"Now, I don't like liars. So, why don't you move aside and let me see." She almost demanded, a knowing grin on her face. Walking close to him, Jess put her hands on her hips. "C'mon Isaac. Move aside."

"You never care, that's not a surprise," Isaac deadpanned. He quirked an eyebrow as Jess practically scanned his chest. He was surprised she didn't look any lower, but the fact that she didn't was good. "Ha. Thanks." He rolled his eyes. "Oh no. Not the wrong idea. We can't have anyone thinking that we're doing the dirty." He went over to his drawer and looked over his shoulder, saying, "Look away." He got dressed as quickly as possible.

"Actually, I was about to head over to your dorm to see if you wanted to hang out or something. But this works too, I guess. You're still hanging around Nick? The fuck?"

He sighed. "Fine, fine, since you asked so nicely." He shuffled to the side a bit before tackling Jess and pinning her to the ground. "Call it karma," he said before pressing his lips against hers.

Jess flashed him a small pout, "Aw, don't sound so sad Isaac." She said, reaching over to pinch his cheek. "You are so welcome." She replied with an over dramatic wink. "The dirty huh? I prefer the term hmm hmmmed. Much more mysterious but if you give the right facial expression, everyone knows. It's almost like a choose your own adventure in a way." Jesslyn explained with a smile. "Okay, I'm looking away." She lied as she continued to not look away.

"Aw, see, we have the same idea. We're perfect for each other." Jesslyn cooed with a smile. Rolling her eyes, Jess grinned. "Please, I was just saying that to get a rise out of you and you know it. I couldn't even remember the dick's name. Little less his number or how to get ahold of him."

Thinking he was going to let her see, Jess let out shriek of surprise when he tackled her. "That was playing--" She was cut off when he pressed his lips to hers. Wrapping her arms around him, she kissed him deeply. Rolling on top of him, Jess suddenly jumped up and rushed over to the corkboard.

"You were so cute! What happened?"

"I'm not sad, honestly woman," Isaac teased. He pushed Jess's hand away as she pinched his cheek. "Not funny. I'm not a little kid." He snorted. "Hmm hmmed? Good lord, Jesslyn. They can draw their own conclusions." He turned his head toward her again. "You are not. I will go over there and blindfold you if I have to. You're a pervert," he added in a mumble.

"Right, 'course. Might as well drop on one knee and ask you to marry me, like you said that one night." He smirked. "That's what I thought. I'm surprised either of us remembered."

He kissed Jess back just as deeply, if not more so, and grunted as he was suddenly flipped over. His eyes widened in shock as Jess jumped off of him and ran over to his cork board. "Damn you..."

He lifted himself up and dusted himself off before walking over to her. "I grew up. Got hot, like you said. I'm sure I'd say the same thing for you if I saw a picture of you as a kid."

Jesslyn scowled, "How insulting, man." She replied with a roll of her eyes. "Not a little kid huh?" She teased, "Sure act like it sometimes." Jesslyn played with a strand of his wet hair, "You pull off this look well." Jess complimented without really knowing that she had said anything. "Blindfold, huh? Getting kinky now, aren't we Isaac? Please, keep in PG. Wouldn't want to scar little ole me. And I am not a pervert!" Yet, she still didn't cover her eyes.

"Now, now, I would prefer it if we eloped." She replied simply. "Or you can ask me. It's your choice." Jesslyn teased. "I know right? God, honestly, poor guy was so obsessed with me andI just broke his heart by kissing you."

Laughing softly, Jesslyn threw him a grin. "You should know better than try to seduce me. I will always win."

"Yes, you did get hot." Throwing him a glare, Jesslyn glanced back over at the picture. "I was adorable too, and I think I got hot." She looked down at her cleavage and then butt. "Yep, I got hot. "

Looking at the two adults, Jess pointed at them, "Your parents?"

Isaac grabbed his chest dramatically. "That hurt in the heart. That hurt so much. Not a little kid." He glared at her slightly as she played with a wet lock of hair. "What, the sopping wet hair that drips all over the fucking place look?" He scoffed. "Something tells me you like kink though," he said with a smirk. "I'm not really up for it. I just want to blindfold you so you can keep your barely even there innocence. Nudity isn't PG, y'know. You are so!" He slipped his boxers on, all the while looking toward his dresser. He turned around and raised his eyebrows. "You are a pervert. Don't deny it."

He laughed dryly. "Well then let's get you pregnant and move to Georgia." He rolled his eyes. "Aw, poor stoner named Senor Douchey."

Smirking slightly, he stepped toward her. "No no. If I was trying to seduce you, I'd do this," he said before lightly stroking the base of her neck and down her shoulders.

"You're so modest. I love that."

He nodded. "Yeah. I liked my mom better than my dad."

Jesslyn rolled her eyes, whilst patting his chest. "I have a feeling you'll be fine. Don't you fret my dear." Jess laughed and smiled. "Hey, still hot. Though, I do prefer the rockstar even better." Cringing, Jess scoffed back. "Hardly. You forget your talking to a virgin Isaac." She replied, before chuckling. "Right, my innocence. You do know I have the internet, right?" Jess asked before laughing. "Just kidding." Sneaking a glance, Jess smirked. "Nice ass," She called, giggling all the while. "Okay, I'm a pervert."

"Yes, that was so my plan. Though I was thinking Florida." Jesslyn shrugged, "Whatever you'd like, really." She joked, snorting in laughter. "Best nickname ever, by the way."

Shuddering slightly, Jess smirked at him. "Oh, you're going to have to try harder than that. Little strokes are hardly enough to get me hot and bothered. "She said with a wink.

"Why's that?" She wondered, looking at the picture of his mom.

"I- no, go on without me! Find some other guy to torment with your good looks and oh so charming personality!" he exclaimed, collapsing to the ground. "So many regrets! I'm dead." He lay there for at least a minute before getting back up. "I prefer it too." He snorted. "Ha. I assume you've been looking at porn then. Right, I believe you completely. And I'm a virgin too, so don't even pull that card." He hunched his shoulders. "At least you admit it. Now, let me dry off again." He grabbed his towel and quickly rubbed it over his scalp. "Much better.

"Nah, too many alligators. Let's just go to Atlanta for Christmas and come back a week later," he joked. "I thought so too. And I came up with it myself. Aren't you proud of me?"

Isaac raised his eyebrows. "Really now. How about this?" He ran his down to her hip and gently brushed his lips against her neck and jaw. "That better, or do I still need to try harder?" he asked with a smirk.

"I don't know. She was just always...there. And then she wasn't." He turned away for a moment. "And that's my little brother, Ben. He's five."

Jesslyn didn't do anything but stare at Isaac with an amused smile on her face. "Blimey, you are such a drama queen!" She exclaimed, "Honestly, I believe you could be an actor." She let out a giggle. "Ooh, we're just a couple of virgins. How depressing is that?" She joked with another laugh. "And, no, I have never looked at porn before so be quiet." Jess smiled, "Better now? Good, I was so worried."

"Deal, though we're going to have a house in Scotland also. I miss it far too much." She grinned, "Aw, so proud of you. You are my little genius."

Jesslyn let out a shudder, but grinned nonetheless, "Well, I mean, if you tried any harder we'd be in a lot of trouble, now wouldn't we?" She raised an eyebrow, looking up at him.

"What happened to her?" She wondered gently before grinning, "He's adorable."

"I'm not a drama queen!" Isaac protested. "Queen is a word that questions my masculinity!" He smirked. "Maybe I could be a musician and freelance actor. You're coming with me," he said with a grin. "I don't know if it's depressing really. To be honest, I've been waiting for the right person to come along. But whatever. Okay, maybe you're not as much as a pervert as I thought but still. You should have been worried."

He nodded. "But of course. And we'll have a summer home in Houston so we both have places in our hometown things." He laughed. "You'd better be proud of me. That took a lot of hard work to come up with."

Smirking slightly, he asked, "Trouble? What kind of trouble exactly?"

He took on a solemn expression. "She died. Two years ago. I know," he said with a weary smile. "He gets it from my mom's side of the family."

Jesslyn glanced up at him with a sad smile, "I'm sorry. And your dad takes care of you and your brother?" Jess rolled her eyes, "I only wish my mom left me. Not die, I would never want her to die. But I do hate her." Jess looked down at her feet, "More than I hate anyone else." She admitted with a shrug.

"Well, I'd love to meet him. He looks so sweet and happy. Bet he's a joy to be around." Jess touched his picture, "He looks like you."

"It's fine. Not your fault or anything." Isaac scoffed. "I wish. He's a fucking alcoholic that can hardly stand on his own. I'm surprised neither me or Ben got put into foster care yet. I wish my mom was still around. She'd set him straight. Well, she tried once. Didn't end well." He looked at Jess curiously. "Why?" he asked simply.

"He is. Even despite the shitty situation he's in." He gave her a half smile. "He does, doesn't he? Just a bit. I can't wait to see him at Christmas."

Jess looked at Isaac with emphatic eyes. She wasn't going to give him pity, but she felt for him. She knew what it was like to have a deadbeat parent. "Sounds awful." She admitted with a shudder. "I wish I could've met your mom." Jesslyn let out a sigh, "She got pregnant with me because she was a prostitute. She couldn't remember which man was my father, so I never knew him. She's a gold digger, which is why she married my step-father who's old enough to be my grandfather. She's selfish, manipulative, and sleeps with every man that has a pulse. She has never cared about me and I've never cared about her."


"He must be happy when you come home. You must be his favorite person."

"Yeah. I think she'd like you," he said with a small smile. "But anyway. Go on about why you have this hatred for your mom." As Jess told her story, Isaac looked down at the floor. He felt terrible for her.

But then again if all that had never happened, he'd never have met her. He wasn't sure which option was better for Jess and not him.

"I am, if I do say so myself. You could meet him if you want. Like...come over for Christmas or something. I think that Ben would love you and try to steal you away from me," he said with a chuckle. "So what d'you say?"

Jesslyn sighed, look away. "I honestly cannot wait until I can move out and away from her. I have a little brother too. His name's Blake. He's not that bad, but he's so clueless to it all. And my mum loves him so much. It's stupid. Blake's getting older though. He'll see what's wrong soon. He's a smart kid."

Hearing his suggestion, Jess grinned. "I would love that. And, he's awfully cute. You'll have to be careful."

"Well, look at it this way. You can move out in like...two or three years," Isaac said, a slight smile on his face. "How old is he? I bet he is." He wondered if Ben would ever be smart enough to realize that his home life was fucked up. He'd wise up eventually.

But it would probably be too late by then.

Grinning back at Jess, he said, "Cool. You'd choose a five-year-old over me? That hurts. It really does." He chuckled a bit before turning and putting on his jeans. Couldn't let Jess have the wrong idea...

Jesslyn grinned, "That's a very good point. Though, I don't want to settle down. I want to travel constantly. I hate being in one place for too long. I'm a little too eccentric for that." Jesslyn replied, shrugging nonchalantly. "He's ten, I think. I don't know. I haven't seen him for awhile. He might be older." Stated Jess awkwardly, feeling like a bad sister.

"Well, if the five year old is cute and knows how to give those puppy eyes, then who knows what I'll do. I'm a sucker for kids." Jesslyn smirked when she saw Isaac putting on jeans, "Ah, you're actually getting dressed. Good for you."

"I know it is. I came up with it," Isaac said smugly, crossing his arms. "Ah, I got you. So where exactly d'you want to travel? Paris... Venice... Milan, maybe? Or perhaps you're up for Tokyo. Tokyo should be fun." He chuckled. "So you're not sure how old your bro- I mean half-brother is. Weird, but understandable.

"Aren't all girls?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "Haha, you're funny. I've been trying to get dressed but I've been a bit distracted by my- I don't even know, maybe just a pretty girl in my dorm."

Jesslyn raised an eyebrow, "You're not full of yourself at all, are you?" Jess wondered rhetorically with a grin. "All those places. Every where maybe. I just don't want to ever settle down. Unless, of course, I have a family. Then, I'll travel a little less but actually have a house." Jesslyn sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. "I haven't seen him for a long time."

"No, you obviously don't know a lot of girls. More of the girls I know never want kids." Jesslyn replied, "Who is this pretty girl? I'm going to maim here." Jesslyn said with a mock pout before wrapping her arms around his neck. "So, what are we going to do today?"

Isaac smirked slightly. "Of course not. What gave you that idea? Well that's cool. You're gonna need a lot of money for it though. At least you've got values and morality. Unlike someone," he said, referencing her mother, hopefully not offending her or anything." He nodded at Jess. "I see. I haven't seen Ben for two months and I miss him. You didn't hear me say that though."

He quirked an eyebrow for a moment. "No, I know a lot of girls. They don't want kids but they fawn over them like no one's business." Isaac tutted and shook his head. "Now now, I don't condone self-harm." He pulled Jess closer and grinned. "We?" he asked, amused. "I don't know. Let's just wing it."

Jesslyn gave Isaac a flirty smirk, "Well, let's hope you have a good job." Jess joked with a wink. "Yes, I do have more values and morals than my idiot slut mother." Jesslyn rolled her eyes at the thought of her mother. "Well, I'll be sure not to tell him that when we see him. But, I miss Blake. Too bad he looks so much like his father. Then again, I think I must too since I look nothing like my mom."

"Self-harm?" She wondered falsely, her eyebrows pulled together. "Oh! You're talking about me!" Jesslyn grinned up at Isaac with wide eyes. "Well, I was invited to a party. Perhaps you could crash that one too."

Isaac rolled his eyes and smiled. "Of course. D'you really see us that far in the future?" he asked, slightly concerned. He'd never been in this kind of situation before. "Yeah... That's one way to put it." He grinned. "Good. Maybe you should call him up or something. I think he'd appreciate it."

He shook his head again. "You're not the sharpest tool in the shed," he teased. "No shit Sherlock." He knocked on Jess's head lightly. "Oh look, there's something in there." Smirking a bit, he said, "Sounds good to me."

He pulled away from her and slipped on a t-shirt. "Well then, let's go," he said before grabbing her hand and leading her out of the dorm.

Jesslyn smiled at him, "Wrong kind of question to ask Isaac. So, that won't be answered." No matter what she said, it could and would be the wrong answer. If she said yes, then she would be cornering him. If she said no, than that could be seen as he was just a fling. So, she would not be answering that question. "Maybe..." She trailed off, her gaze turning distant.

"Oi!" Jess said, pulling away from him. "Be nice," She chastised, pressing her lips to his quickly. "You're not that bright either, so I don't see why you're pointing fingers."

Jesslyn grabbed his hand, "Uh huh. I can't go like this." She motioned to her sweatpants and v-neck shirt. "It's a nice party. You look fine, but I need a dress. You can wait outside my dorm while I get ready. Or you can come inside the dorm. I honestly don't care."