After practicing her magic and how to control it with the great help of Stiles. If you couldn't tell it was sarcasm. Stiles just stood there and watched her with wide eyes as she did different tricks.

Stiles was drawn to the red and white mist that flowed out of Izzy's hands. Along with that he kept comparing her magic to Harry Potter. It was funny at first until he repeatedly did it, so she sewed his mouth shut until she left.

Isabelle now walked into her school, in search for her father and brother after getting a message from Marcel stating that she needed to meet them at the parent teacher conference.

Isabelle looks around the halls and finds Marcel standing in front of Mr.Harris's room. She walks to him while looking around for her father.

"Finallyyy, you're here, kid." Marcel exclaims pulls his niece into a hug. "I've been staring out here for over 20 minutes, people were starting to look at me like I had three heads."

Izzy chuckles as they pull away. "I don't think that's why their staring at you. It's most likely your hideous looks."

"How dare you?!" Marcel gasps placing a hand on his heart. "That hurt."

"It was only a joke." Izzy laughs and looks around for her father again. "Where's dad?"

Marcel's chuckles stop. He kept quite. Isabelle looks to him. "Why did you get so quite?Marcel, where is he?"

"It's just me and you for right now." Marcel says trying to cover for Derek.

Isabelle could see right through him. She now knew exactly where her father was...or with who to be exact. "He's with Scott, isn't he?"

"No."

"Don't lie to me Marcel." Izzy snaps. "I can see right through you."

Izzy then turns and walks away from her brother. Marcel sighs and calls after her. "Iz! Where are you going?"

"To the car. Talk to him without me." Izzy says not sparing her brother a glance as she continues to walk off.

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It was the next day and Izzy ignored her father the best she could. She spoke to him once and that was to say get out the bathroom besides that she successfully ignored him.

Izzy was now in school sitting next to Stiles. He had told her what happened to his father, she was shocked that she didn't hear anything, maybe they had left early. Anyways, he told her to ignore Scott and Izzy immediately agreed.

Anything not to talk to the person she was right now jealous of. She felt like she was a second choice all over again. Just like when she was younger...

Scott walked making both Stiles and Izzy look up and immediately look away. Scott sighs and takes a seat right in front of Stiles and turns to the boy. "Still anot talking to me?"

Stiles stays quite and Scott tries again. "Okay, can you at least tell me if your dad's okay? It's just a bruise, right? Some soft tissue damage? Nothin' that big--"

"You know I feel really bad about it, right?" Scott says sadly making Izzy roll her eyes as she scrolls on her phone. Scott sighs. "Okay. What if I told you that I'm trying to figure this whole thing out, and... that I went to Derek for help?"

Izzy watches in amusement as Stiles fights himself. Stoles groans and speaks sternly. "If I was talking to you, I'd say that you're an idiot for trusting im. But, obviously, I'm not talking to you..."

"That's a lie." Izzy mumbles and looks to Stiles. "I give you 5 seconds before you break."

"Thanks for the encouragement." Stiles says sarcastically.

Izzy ignores him and with her fingers counts down from five. Once she hits zero Stiles glares at Izzy and turns to Scott with a sigh. "What did he say?"

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"Wh--? He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?" Stiles questions as the three walk through the halls.

Scott nods. "Yeah..."

"All right, well, correct me if I'm wrong, but every time you do that, you try to kill someone, and that someone's usually me." Stiles exclaims.

"Or me. I happen to be there at the perfect time." Izzy adds sarcastically.

"I know." Scott sighs. "That's what he means when he says he doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it."

"Well, how's he gonna teach you to do that?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah, I'm so curious." Izzy snaps. She was trying to ignore her father not talk more and more about him and how he was spending time helping Scott.

Izzy should be happy that her dad was helping him, and she is, but she felt as if now all he had time for was Scott. It hurt her to know that he couldn't make time for her any more, but maybe she was dragging it.

She doesn't know...what she does know is that she no longer wants to feel like a second choice and she hasn't until Scott came along.

Scott gives her skeptical look before answering. "I don't know. I don't think he does, either..."

"Okay..." Stiles drags out. "When are you seeing him again?"

"He told me not to talk about it. Just act normal and get through the day." Scott lies.

"When?" Izzy questions with a heated look.

"He's picking me up at the animal clinic after work." Scott says not meeting Izzy eyes. He could tell that Izzy felt some type of way about him being her father majority of the time.

"Hey, Sti, I'm gonna go find Lydia. See you later. If you need me text me." Izzy sends him a big smile squeezing his arm comfortingly as she walks off.

Stiles stares at her as she walks away. "She's so beautiful."

"Yeah, yeah." Scott rolls his eyes. "Back to the conversation."

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"The what of who?" Lydia questions boredly as Allison speaks about the book she was reading. They were in the library.

"The Beast of Gevaudan. Listen-- 'A quadruped wolf-like monster, prowling the Auvergne and south Dordogne areas of France during the year 1764 to 1767. La Bête killed over a hundred people, becoming so infamous that the King Louis XV sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it.'" Allison reads out loud making Izzy glance at her with a wary look.

"Boring." Lydia rolls her eyes.

"Even the Church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan." Allison continues to read.

"Still boring." Lydia huffs.

"Cryptozoologists believe it may have been a subspecies of hoofed predator, possibly a mesonychid..." Allison ignores Lydia.

"Lydia is right." Izzy speaks up. "I think I'm slipping-into-a-coma bored."

Allison rolls her eyes and continues to read further.  "While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shapeshift into a man-eating monster."

"Any of this have anything to do with your family?" Lydia asks with a bored tone.

"This." Allison glances at the two red heads and looks back down to the book. "'It is believe that La Bête was finally trapped and killed by a renowned hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature.' His name was Argent."

Lydia looks at the girl unimpressed. "Your ancestors killed a big wolf. So what?"

"Not just a big wolf. Take a look at this picture." Allison turns the book allowing them to see it. "What does it look like to you?"

Lydia just stares at the picture. A scared look over takes her face as he skin pales. "Lydia?" Allison calls to her. Lydia continues to just stare at the picture. "...Lydia?"

"Give her a minute." Izzy snaps rubbing a hand up and down Lydia's back.

"It looks... like a big...wolf." Lydia say snidely gathering her things and getting up. "See you in history."

They watch as she walks off. Allison looks to Izzy. Izzy sighs. "She's still messed up from her attack. You need to give her a minute and maybe not show her anything like that anymore."

Allison goes to respond when Stiles appears and grabs Izzy. "Can I steal her? Thanks."

Stiles pulls Izzy up and together they walk out the library. Izzy looks up at Stiles. "Stiles I could kiss you right now."

Stiles stops in his tracks and looks to the Hale girl. "Wait, really?"

"Yes! You just saved me from her. I will literally do anything for you as of right now." Izzy smiles.

Stiles snaps out of his thoughts and smiles at her shyly. "Welll...now that you say that. I have a favor to ask."

"And that is?" Izzy raises any eyebrow at him.

"I need you to help me burrow Coach's phone without him knowing." Stiles says innocently.

"You mean steal his phone." Izzy corrects.

"No! I'm burrowing it." Stiles scoffs.

"If you burrow something without the person knowing it's called stealing." Izzy retorts.

"What ever! Are you gonna me or not?"

"I don't have a choice do I?"

"Nope. Especially after you said you'd literally do anything for me as of right now."

"Yeah, I'm starting to regret saying that."