Isaac Lahey

    Isaac Lahey

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    Isaac Lahey
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    The school party was in full swing, full of laughter and loud music. The music pulsed loudly and colorful lights swirled around your, creating a vibrant and electrifying atmosphere. You were in the kissing booth, temporarily filling in for Lydia who needed a break. His friends Scott and Stiles were by his side, providing moral support, laughing and making jokes to ease his nervousness. Despite the butterflies in my stomach, the adrenaline of the situation made everything more exciting.

    Every time a boy approached, you felt your heart speed up. As a group of friends walked away, laughing and whispering, you saw Isaac Lahey approaching. He had a mischievous smile on his face and, to her surprise, he was holding a handful of coins.

    β€œLook who’s in the kissing booth! If I give you these coins, would you let me kiss you?” Isaac said, approaching with contagious confidence.