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"I'm guessing this was a one time thing?" Isaac asks as I slip on my spandex.

"I'm sorry," I tell him while I grab my phone, "friends?"

"I get it, no need to be sorry," he replies, folding his arms behind his head, "of course we can be friends."

"Thanks Isaac," I smile and go to open his bedroom door, "if Leon does anything, just call me up. I'll beat his ass."

"How sweet of you," Isaac chuckles as I wave goodbye. Once I shut his door behind me I head out to my car. I feel kind of bad for using Isaac but he is a known play boy

.--> At her house

I'm surprised that Leon didn't lock the doors after I left, I know I would've. The door shuts quietly behind me and I head to the kitchen. My breakfast consists of a granola bar right now, I'm to lazy to make anything, plus I'm super tired. Climbing up the stairs felt like a workout that took a hundred years. It also felt like it was one hundred feet to my door, in reality it