Isaac hadn’t expected half of Beacon Hills High to attend the reunion but there they were, drinking and laughing because they are seeing old friends.

Isaac made his way to the drink table, grabbing a drink while he looks around, a giddy buzz in the air when his eyes fall on you...

The one that got away.

Isaac runs fingers through his hair and down his stubbled cheek, suddenly nervous.

God, you looked good, he felt like he was back in math staring at you, butterflies in his chest.