* FOR THE SAKE OF THE BOOK INSTEAD OF DANIEL PLAYING KOL IT WILL BE NATE. IM SORRY, BUT I NEED ISAAC! *

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Derek and Izzy where driving up to the school. Izzy looks out her window and she sees where Sheriff's deputies have taped-off a crime scene around one of the buses. The back of the bus is splattered with blood, and the emergency exit door has been almost completely ripped off and is hanging by a single hinge at the bottom.

A crime scene investigator is snapping photos of the wreckage, including one of the back seats, which has been clawed open and is spilling its stuffing out onto the floor.

Izzy looks back to her father. " You think Scott did that?"

" Yeah, if not he has an idea on who did, but there's a strong possibility it was him." Derek nods.

" He really sucks at the whole werewolf thing. It's kinda sad." Izzy looks back out her window as they pull up into the front of the school.

" If he would just say yes and take our help. He would be fine." Derek says making a slow stop.

Izzy turns and looks at her father with wide eyes. " You still want to help him? After what he and Stiles did?"

Derek sighs as he shuts off the car and looks to his daughter. " I do. Not only he is the key to finding that alpha, but he truly does need help and he and his friend were only doing what they thought were right...." Izzy gives him a look. " Even if it was putting me into jail."

" I still hate them." Izzy mumbles grabbing her book bag from the back seat.

" Hate is a very strong word." Derek states. " Just give them a chance."

" I did and they blew it by putting you...my father into jail death of your own sister!" Izzy exclaims.

" Iz, listen, they didn't know. All they knew was that there was a body that they dug up in our front yard. They had to put it on someone and it was obviously gonna be me." Derek sighs.

" Exactly! It was you they blamed it on. Not having my father next to me that whole day was terrible especially after getting news that my biological sperm and birth giver are now searching for me." Izzy explains with hand gestures to add more effect.

" Iz, princess, I know the hurt they caused and so do they. Just give them a chance." Derek speaks softly.

" You just want me to have more friends besides Jackson and Lydia." Izzy grumbles.

Derek chuckles and nods. " I do, but I'm serious about everything I said. You don't want to hold a big grudge like that."

Izzy looks out her window again and back to her father. With a sigh she says, " I'll think about it."

" That's all I ask." Derek kisses his daughters cheek. " Now go and learn."

" I will." Izzy smiles and gets out the car. " I love you!"

" I love you too!" Derek shouts back watching as Izzy ran and attacked Jackson. He chuckles shaking his head, starting his car and driving off.

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" Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out every once in a while." The chemistry teacher, Mr.Harris speaks making Izzy look away from her phone.

Stiles, slightly embarrassed, huffs out a laugh. " Uh..."

Harris rolls his eyes. " I think you and Mr. McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?"

Stiles scoffs in irritation. " No!"

Harris, not messing around, stares at Scott and gestures toward the front of the room, implying that this is where he wants Scott to move, before doing the same with Stiles and picking a seat in the back but at the opposite side from where he's currently sitting, which happened to be right next to Izzy.

Izzy mentally curses Mr.Harris out watching as Scott and Stiles sigh in annoyance and reluctantly pick up their books and papers before moving to their respective desks. " Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much."

Scott settles in at the desk with Harley, who does not seem at all surprised by Scott and Stiles' shenanigans. Although Izzy huffs and looks back down at her phone feeling the presence of Stiles as he takes a seat next to her.

She could feel him staring at the side of her head. She tried and tried not to look at him, but it was hard when she could also hear his heavy breathing. So, she sighs harshly and turns to look at him. Stiles's eyes widen and he looks at her with a sheepish smile. She gives him a 'are you gonna talk' look. When he doesn't say anything she turns and starts to work on her class work.

Stiles sighs and whispers just loud enough for her to hear. " Isabelle I'm sorry. Like really sorry."

Izzy hums and nods placing her pencil down and intertwining her hands on the table as she turns her head to look at him. " For which part exactly? The part where you and wolfy came on to our property and dug up my aunt or when you got my father arrested at a time I needed him the most?" She tilts her head at him.

Stiles flinches back at her stern and hard tone. He looks down at the table before looking at her while playing with his pencil. " All of it. I'm sorry for everything. I truly am. I didn't mean—."

" You know my father says I should forgive you. He doesn't want me holding a grudge like that especially when he says you and wolfy were only doing what was right...well what you thought was right." Izzy states.

" I think you should listen to your father." Stiles nods.

" I don't know. What you did was messed up and it shouldn't have been done." Izzy looks back to her paper. " It caused me a lot of hurt, Stiles."

" I never meant for that to happen. It wasn't my—our intention. I would never hurt you." Stiles says softly as Izzy slowly turns her head back to look at him.

Izzy really thinks about whether or not she should forgive him. Her mind was telling her no, but her heart was saying yes...so was her father and aunt Davina. Knowing that her heart along with her dad and aunt were always right she decided. " I forgive you, but don't mistake it as us being all cool again. You have to earn my trust back. Understand?"

" Yes! I totally. I-I understand." Stiles smiles widely. " Thank you, you won't regret it."

" You better because this is strike one, you have two more before you'll be the one in the grave." Izzy speaks sternly making Stiles nod eagerly. " Love that we have an understanding."

Stiles goes to speak when he gets cut off by a voice. "Hey! I think they found something!" She walks to the windows.

The rest of the class, eager for a distraction, jump to their feet and run over to the windows to join her. Outside in the parking lot, an ambulance is parked at a corner with their lights and sirens on, and two paramedics are quickly wheeling a stretcher with a middle-aged adult man on it towards the open doors in the back of the ambulance.

Scott, horrified and certain that the man is dead, looks over at Stiles, who has joined him at his left side pulling Izzy along with him.

" That's not a rabbit..." Scott mumbles.

The paramedics are about to lift the stretcher into the back of the ambulance when suddenly, the man jumps into a seated position, grabs the shoulders of the paramedics on each side of him with his hands, and begins screaming in fear.

The sudden movement and scream causes all of the students watching inside to flinch, visibly startled. Scott, unable to watch any more of this, backs away from the windows until he's in the middle of the room. Stiles and Izzy seeing his distress, comes over to try to comfort him...well Stiles does. " Okay. This is good. This is good! He got up, he's not dead. Dead guys can't do that."

Scott looks completely dismayed by the fact that they have confirmation that someone was seriously injured in whatever happened the previous evening. A pained expression appears on Scott's face as he looks up at the two. " Stiles, I did that."

" Scott, I'm not gonna say it's okay, but I'll help you get through this phase...so will my dad. I promise." Izzy speaks with a small smile not noticing her hand was still intertwined with Stiles.

" After everything?" Scott questions.

" Sadly, after everything." Izzy nods looking at her feet catching the glimpse of their intertwined hands. She looks up at Stiles who has a content smile on his face. She smiles slightly not letting go. It brought her a sense of comfort and safety.

" I'm truly—."

" It's okay, you just have to make it up to me." Izzy smiles.

" Of course." Scott nods frantically.

" What?! He doesn't get no strikes?!" Stiles exclaims pointing at Scott with his free hand.

" He does, but I trust he heard what was said." Izzy shrugs walking away making their hands separate. Both of them missing each other's now cold hands.

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" No, you're not cancelling, okay? You can't just cancel your entire life! We'll figure it out." Isabelle heard Stiles say as she and Lydia make their way toward Stiles and Scott. She definitely didn't listen in on their whole conversation.

" Figure what out?" Lydia questions looking at him curiously before placing her lunch tray down on the table to Scott's left to get their attention. The two boy looked at her shocked as Izzy sits down on Stiles's left.

" Ha... Uhh..." Stiles stammers nervously.

Seeing Stiles is unable to come up with a decent answer, Scott quickly lies to cover up the real topic of their conversation. " Just, uh, homework..."

Stiles nods in agreement. " Yeah."

While Lydia is distracted by someone passing the table, Stiles leans forward to whisper to Scott. " Why are they sitting with us?

Scott just gapes at Stiles and shrugs, as if to say, "I don't know!". Stiles turns to Izzy. " Why is are you guys sitting with us?"

" Do you not want us to?" Izzy raises an eyebrow at the boy.

Stiles shakes his head frantically. " N-No t-that's not what I meant by—."

Izzy chuckles. " I'm only kidding Stiles, relax. Plus I'm not sure why. I hope it's not a problem."

" Definitely not a problem. I like sitting next to you." Stiles says before he could catch what left his mouth. " Uhh I-I mean..."

" I guess I'll start sitting next to you more often." Izzy smiles kindly before looking back at her tray. She picked up her fork and started playing with her food. Izzy never liked to eat in front of people. She felt like everyone was staring at her when she was. She felt awkward. Only to make matters worse, she had problems getting herself to eat, due to the times when she was younger and living with the Mikealson's. They would starve her until late at night where she didn't even have the energy to want to get up and eat. It was bad.

Derek found out from Kol who was the only one at the time to know. Derek was the only one that could get her to eat...Izzy watches as  more people start to sit down at their table. An unknown boy sits at the head of the table, while Danny takes a seat on Stiles' right.

Scott turns to see that Allison is sitting down on his right and smiles before moving his backpack so she can sit down. " Thanks!"

Stiles not really paying attention to his surroundings, only looking at Izzy watches as she plays with her food. He only looks up when he feels Scott nudge him on his side. Scott, sends him a clearly annoyed look due to the fact that their Werewolf-related brainstorming session has been interrupted by all of these popular kids.

Stiles turns the other way and accidentally makes eye contact with Danny, causing him to flick his head in greeting, only for Danny to roll his eyes as though Stiles is the most tedious thing he's had to deal with all day.

Jackson approaches the table and stands next to the unknown kid, glaring at him intensely before ordering him away. " Get up."

The unknown student groans in annoyance. " How come you never ask Danny to get up?"

Danny, who is in the middle of eating a green apple, smirks at him. " Because I don't stare at his girlfriend and best friend's coin slot."

The student gets up to move, and Jackson shoves him out of the way before taking his seat, causing Scott to scowl at Jackson's rude behavior.

Before they can say anything to each other, Danny starts a conversation. " So, I hear they're saying its some type of animal attack. Probably a cougar."

" I heard mountain lion." Jackson speaks.

" A cougar is a mountain lion." " A cougar is a mountain lion, idiot." Lydia and Izzy say in unison. Izzy smirking at Jackson

Jackson rolls his eyes as him and Danny stare at Lydia blankly, surprised by this answer. Lydia, realizing she's dangerously close to revealing just how smart she actually is, tries to backtrack. " ...Isn't it?" She makes sure not to stare at Izzy.

Jackson raises his eyebrow and scoffs. " Who cares? The guy's probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway."

" What kind words, Jacky." Izzy sends him a sarcastic smile making him slightly glare at her.

Stiles, who had started to look up the case on his phone, suddenly speaks up when he gets more information. " Uh, actually, I just found out who it is. Check it out."

Stiles pulls up a video on his phone and turns it so the others can see it. It's from a news website, and a reporter can be heard narrating the story. " The Sheriff's department won't speculate on details of the incident but confirmed the victim, Garrison Myers, did survive the attack. Myers was taken to a local hospital where he remains in critical condition."

Scott gasps when he recognizes the name of the man identified as the victim. " Wait, I-I-I know this guy."

" You do?" Allison looks at him slightly shocked.

" Yeah, when I used to take the bus, back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver."
Scott, Izzy and Stiles share a pointed look before Lydia speaks up in a bored, annoyed tone of voice.

" Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please? Like..." Lydia gasps when she gets an idea and turns to talk to Allison, talking right over Scott, who is seated between them. " Oh, where are we going tomorrow night?"

[Allison and Scott's brows furrow as he looks to Stiles who emphatically shakes his head no while Izzy quietly laughs into Stiles's shoulder. Allison and Scott then share a look making it clear they have no idea what she's talking about.

Lydia with a roll of her eyes clarifies. " You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow, right?"

Allison raises her eyebrows and gulps nervously, realizing exactly what Lydia's about to do and trying to keep it casual in hopes of Lydia staying out of it. " Um, we were thinking of what we were gonna do..."

Allison looks at Scott apologetically, knowing Lydia is about to invite herself and Jackson into their plans, and Stiles' eyes widen when he has the same realization. Predictably, Lydia does just that.

" She was so dumb for telling her that." Izzy mumbles to Danny who hums in agreement. She loved Lydia, but sometimes she just didn't know her limit.

" Well, I am not sitting home again, watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun."

Scott, completely stunned at this turn of events, gapes helplessly. " H-H-Hanging out? Like, the five of us?"

Scott turns to Allison, who has covered up her displeasure at their plans being crashed by drinking out of her water bottle. " Do you wanna hang out. Like, us... and them?"

Allison looks about as excited by this prospect as Scott is but clearly doesn't want to be rude to her new friend, either, so she replies in a wary voice. " Yeah! ...I guess... Sounds fun..."

" Wait hold up, five?" Izzy interjects.

Lydia nods. " Obviously, your going."

" Uhhh no I'm not. I am not going to be some fifth wheel." Izzy shakes her head.

" Fine then, I'll find you a lacrosse boy or any pretty girl here that you can go with." Lydia shrugs.

Izzy's eye widen at the thought of going on a date with some random, she probably wouldn't be able to stand. Stiles does the same thinking about the thought of his crush going on a date with someone that wasn't him.

" Oh my god I totally forgot I had plans tomorrow, so I won't be able to go." Izzy lies.

Lydia raises her eyebrows at her. " And what exactly are those plans? And do not say watching Marvel movies or reading."

" Me and Stiles have a studying date tomorrow." Izzy says quickly nudging Stiles in the side. " Right, Sti?"

" Y-Yeah we are." Stiles nods.

" You rather study?" Lydia asks.

" Yupp." Izzy nods with a smile.

" Fine, miss out on the fun then." Lydia shrugs.

Jackson's annoyed expression makes it clear that the only person excited about this double date is Lydia, and he sounds extremely irritated as he raises his fork in the air to emphasize his point. " You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself in the face with this fork."

" Can I do it!" Izzy raises her hand. " It would be so fun." Jackson glares at her.

Lydia, annoyed by his rudeness and their antics, grabs the fork out of his hand. Lydia ignores Jackson and continues planning their date like he hasn't spoken. " How 'bout bowling? You love to bowl."

Izzy watches as Stiles shoves a french fry into his mouth and tries to get Scott's attention, shaking his head wildly as if to communicate that Scott needs to put the brakes on this plan as soon as possible.

Jackson scoffs in annoyance. " Yeah, with actual competition."

Allison, now offended on behalf of her and Scott, speaks up, trying to keep her tone of voice friendly. " How do you know we're not 'actual competition?'"Allison turns to Scott. "
You can bowl, right?"

Scott shrugs and replies uneasily. " Sort of..."

Jackson gives Scott a pointed look and responds in a patronizing tone of voice. " Is it-is it "sort of," or "yes?""

Scott clearly doesn't want to be shown up by Jackson or made to feel any more inferior than he already is, so he lies instead. " Yes." Scott straightens his back to appear more confident. " In fact, I'm a great bowler."

" He can't bowl can he?" Izzy whispers to Stiles.

" Nope. Not at all." Stiles whispers back shaking his head slightly.

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