She jumped when he winked and waved at her, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. He was flirting with her! She blushed a little, taking his motion as invitation, and climbed out of her chair. Shaking her skirts straight, she gripped her book and her courage in both hands and walked over to say hello.
She wasn’t sure if it was the leather, the broadened shoulders, or the confidence that was so mesmerising about him now. The Isaac she remembered didn’t really like to be noticed, but this Isaac shouted his presence loud and proud. She definitely liked it.
“You look different,” she said, inanely. “It looks good.” Then she wanted to smack herself for saying such a stupid thing.
Her jump made him furrow his eyebrows in confusion, not knowing if it was that she was scared of his new appearance or not. It wasn’t as intense as it had been in the beginning of the summer when he had first got bitten by Derek. Everything then was either bright neon or pitch black, but now he was sticking to shades of dark colors, even his signature scarf was hanging around his neck again. His hair was almost back to normal, the bright color was going to fade out in one or two more washes, and a part of Isaac was relieved to have it back to normal. Running a hand through his neon curls subconsciously, he watched as Summer walked over to him with a huge grin.
“You’re not looking too bad yourself, Red,” the tattooed beta chuckled as he motioned for her to sit down with them. “I’m glad you like it, though. I really like it.”
She ducked her head, smiling shyly at his compliment. She didn’t think she’d changed as much as he had over the summer, but maybe the way he saw things had also changed. She reached out to touch one of his tattoos and remembered belatedly that was rude, snatching her hand back.
Embarrassed, she glanced around at his new friends, twisting her book in her hands. “So, um, hi,” she said shyly. “I’m Summer.” She bobbed her head at them and looked back to Isaac.