Double Trouble.

Saylor sat in her car outside of her new high school. She watched as the teenagers crossed her path and smiled at their friends. Her eyes darted around scoping out the unfamiliar faces. She sighed and opened up her car door. She grabbed her backpack that was lying in the backseat and swung it over her right shoulder. In one swift motion she shut the door and made her way onto the campus. She wondered around aimlessly for about ten minutes before finding the front office. She walked in and immediately felt all eyes on her. "Uh- I'm new here. Saylor Drakos." She said, awkwardly standing in the middle of the room. One lady behind the counter gestured her forward. Saylor stood there silently watching the woman shuffle through papers. She finally picked two up and handed them to her, "Here is your schedule and a map of your school. We starred your classes and the cafeteria for you. Good luck." The lady stated. Saylor nodded her head and left the room. She stood in the hallway staring at the papers. Her first class was economics with Coach Finstock. The first bell rang and students immediately began rushing to class. She had no interest in getting there on time; she had an excuse. A few minutes after the second bell rang Saylor stepped into the classroom. Yet again, all eyes were on her. "And you are?" The man at the front of the room asked, she assumed he was the coach. "I'm Saylor, the new kid." She stated. This was going to get old soon. "Ah, yes. That's right. Just take a seat and I'm sure someone will give you the notes." He said. She nodded and took an available seat. She sat down next to a boy with brown hair and eyes to match. She smiled at him as she pulled out her notebook and pen. The coach began lecturing again and she sat there, trying her best to pay attention.
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Isaac stood with the group by the lockers. Scott was going on about something weird that happened the previous night but he was too tired to even focus on it. A new scent caught him off guard and he turned his attention back to Scott. He eyed him, "Do you smell that?" Scott shrugged at him, "I smell two humans if that's what you're implying." Isaac nodded, "Just making sure they're human." He glanced around the hallways but didn't notice anything particular. The first bell rang signaling for the guys to head to class. He stalked behind Scott to economics. He sat in his usual spot and glanced at his two friends. "So I'm going to be honest, I didn't pick up a word you said Scott." He stated, causing a head shake of disapproval from Scott. "We will talk about it later then." Scott replied. Just as Isaac was about to object the second bell rang and coach stood up. He began discussing whatever happened in the previous class, until he was interrupted by a person. Well that explained one scent. But the second one was much stronger. He wondered who it belonged to.

((I figured they could all have the first class together, then separate.))

Willow had gotten to school a lot earlier than she meant to. It's not that she didn't want to be at the school, its just that this school didn't have her best friend. This was her first year without being at the same school as her and she was starting to regret being such a pain for the other school. Willow got out of her car and made her way into the front office. "Hi, I'm new and I need my class list."
The office lady nodded, "Ms. Cerberus, right?"
Willow nodded while the office lady searched through a file cabinet, grabbing a paper and writing stuff on it. "I've marked where your classes will be located and where you can find the lunch room."
"Thanks," Willow replied softly, leaving the office and trying to locate her first class. She wandered around, searching for the right hallway when the bell rang. Students began to shuffle past her, pushing her in random directions and completely throwing her away from where she was supposed to be. She huffed, somewhat annoyed before hurrying to get to class before it was too late. A couple of twist and turns later, she found her classroom and instantly retreated to the near back of the class. Willow figured that if she didn't want to be here that people shouldn't have to see her.
She placed her backpack onto the desk and searched through it, trying to find a pencil when she heard a familiar voice.
It was her best friend, Saylor. She looked up excitedly, happy that her friend had come to this school, of all the schools in California.
She quickly grabbed her stuff and started to walk towards her friend, hoping to find a seat next to her. She had managed to shuffle by a couple of desk with ease when she hit an obstacle. In her way was a pair of slender legs. She looked up at the guy to ask if he could move for a second when she saw his how attractive he happened to be. She quickly snapped out of her trance, "Can you move for a second please?"
His blue eyes snapped up to her, staring at her long and hard before letting her past. She whispered a quick thanks before sitting next to her friend.

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Stiles did not want to be at school today. After a tiresome weekend of chasing around Scott and trying to make sure that he doesn't end up killed, he just want to sleep peacefully. He was talking idly with Scott despite how tired he was. He nodded at everything Scott said, adding his own input every now and then, but otherwise did not say much. He was pulled away from his conversation when a girl sat down in the seat next to him. Stiles glanced at her and his jaw nearly dropped. He could swear he hadn't seen anyone that attractive since, since well, Lydia! He quickly shook his head and turned away from her, only to be tapped on the shoulder by Scott. He turned to look at his friend, who happened to see that entire scene and had a goofy grin on his face. "You alright buddy?" Scott asked, a stupid smirk on his face.
Stiles glared at his friend, "Shut up."
Scott continued to smirk anyway, "Someones a little snippy this morning!"
Stiles didn't bother to reply to him that time, instead turning around to see his coach glaring at the both of them. "You two done?"
They both nodded simultaneously, afraid to say anything else.

(yeah, thats fine. Sorry if this is too long :/)

Saylor could hear the conversation being exchanged by the boys next to her and she couldn't help but smile slightly. The boy was cute and if he was nervous around her, that was a good start. Maybe he could be more than just eye candy. A small laugh escaped her lips as coach called them out. She looked beside her to see Willow, he best friend from their previous school.
She sent her a text. Of all the schools ha. Also, my parents are out of town. Should we throw a party tonight?
Halfway through the lecture she was completely lost. She gave up on taking notes and took it upon herself to doodle. She glanced at the boy next to her and saw that he was paying attention, at least it seemed like he was.
She leaned towards him slightly, "Hey. I was wondering if I could borrow your notes? I have no idea what is going on."
She sent an innocent smile his way as she finished her sentence; hoping that would help her out a bit.
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Isaac moved for the girl with the now so familiar scent. It was strange to him for a human to smell that strong. There had to be something about her. She was absolutely gorgeous so that could be a factor in it. He spent the class watching her intently. He pulled out his phone and sent a text to Scott.
Are you sure she's human?
He saw Scott shaking his head in front of him. His phone vibrated on the desk. Ha you too? Yes dude, she's human. Go for it.
Isaac rolled his eyes at the text. He was just curious. Right? He had no intention of going after a girl he didn't even know. At least, for now.

Willow could feel eyes on her the entire class, a small smirk appearing on her face. She was hardly paying attention to the lesson going on in front of her, only knowing the thing that they we're supposed to be taking notes on. She had scribbled down a few notes, but other than that, she wasn't really focused on the class in front of her. She turned to her right to see if Saylor had gotten the notes, but noticed that she was talking to a boy. Willow grinned, but not before looking through the corner of her eye to see who was staring at her.
It was him, the guy she had asked to move for her. His blue concentrating solely on her, seemingly watching her every movement.
She turned back in her a seat, a wider grin on her face.

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Stiles jumped in his seat when she said something to him. She was talking to him?! Of all the people, she had asked him a question! He nervously answered her, "O-oh y-yeah. Of course.."
After the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to smack himself. He felt like a total idiot. Her saw her smile at him appreciatively and lean away. He watched her for a moment, before snapping his eyes back to the board. He didn't wanna disappoint her.

Saylor giggled at the boy and looked over his notes. Her eyes widened at how in depth they were; it caught her off guard. Cute and smart; that's a win. She continued to listen to coach until the bell rang. Most of the students were out of the door within seconds. She took her time to gently place her things in her backpack. Making sure to keep the boys notes safe. She slung her backpack over her should and saw that he was still there.
She walked over to him, "Would you mind showing me to my next class? It's history with Mr. Yukimura."
She stood there slightly awkwardly. She knew that she could easily find the class on her own but it couldn't hurt to make another friend other than Willow.
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Isaac turned his gaze to the board when he realized the girl caught on to him. A smile etched on his face at the thought of her. He quickly shook it away. He pretended to pay attention to coach, knowing that someone would have the notes. Most likely Lydia. The bell rang and he jumped out of his chair. He hurried through the halls and wandered off the chemistry. He made it there before anyone. He succeeded in avoiding human interaction. Until students began filing in. He sighed as he caught wind of the new scent. It was his goal to figure out this whole thing out.

((Sorry its short, I'm using my phone.))

Willow got out of the classroom fairly quickly before making her way to her next class. She was a little lost, but otherwise found her class quite quickly. She walked into the chemistry class, noticing that her friend didn't have class with her. She sighed, walking to the back of the class and sitting at an empty desk.

Stiles looked up from his phone, hearing the girl talk to him again. "Oh, yeah. Sure. It's my next class anyway."
He lifted his bag off of his desk, glancing at Scott. "I'll see you at lunch."
"Kay." Scott replied, giving Stiles a goofy and uneven grin.
Stiles rolled his eyes at his friend before turning back to the girl, "Alright, follow me."
He got them out of the classroom, and started to make his way down the hallway, making sure he didn't leave her behind.

(Sorry it took me so long to reply!)

Saylor walked fast to catch up with the boy. She walked beside him in the hallway, "I'm Saylor, by the way." She stated.
She mentally slapped herself for that. She had told the entire class her name so repeating it probably didn't make a difference.
She glanced at him, "I'm actually throwing a party tonight. You should totally come! You can invite your friends and maybe most of the school seeing as you're the only person I've talk to here."
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Isaac watched as the girl walked into his class. He eyed her, she went to the back. He stood up and made his way to her. He sat down next to her.
"I'm Isaac." He stated rather abruptly.
Being this close to her was intoxicating. He pulled out his chemistry book and sat it between them.
"Here, we can share it." He said sending her a smile.

((No worries!))

Willow glanced up at the boy beside her, a small smile coming onto her face. "I'm Willow." She said softly, glancing between him and the desk infront of her. When he placed the book between them, her smile widened a little bit, "Thanks."
Truth be told, she had totally forgotten about getting any books for her classes. She ran her fingers through her hair, wondering why he had decided to sit next to her.

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"Saylor.." Stiles repeated, before nodding approvingly. "That's a beautiful name."
"I'm Stiles." He responded after that. "Alright cool. I'm sure they'll all want to come. I'll ask Lydia to send out information to everyone."
He whipped out his phone and started to send a text to Lydia but stopped. "What time and address?" He asked.

Saylor blushed when he mentioned that her name was beautiful.
"It's lovely to meet you Stiles." She stated with a smile.
She laughed lightly, "2854 Eleventh Street around ten would be cool."
She pulled out her phone and sent a text to her best friend Willow. Party at my place tonight. Be there a few minutes before 10!
Just because she was in a new place didn't mean she was going to change. But she was definitely going to try and stay in this school; she couldn't let go of Stiles that quickly.
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Isaac smiled at the girl. "You're more than welcome." He continued on. "Where are you from?"
The last bell rang and the students piled in. The teacher was running late. His smile continued because that meant there was still time to talk.

Willow glanced at her phone and smiled at the text. She quickly responded, 'I'll be there ;)'. She put her phone back in her pocket, and looked back at Isaac. "I used to live in San Diego." She sighed, "It didn't work out there so well." Willow then smiled, "Hey, you wanna come to a party tonight?"

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Stiles nodded, sending the rest of the details to Lydia. She sent a text back, saying that she would and that she would see him later. He didn't bother texting back after that, figuring that he should focus on the girl beside him. "So, why'd you move from?" he asked.

Saylor and turned her attention to Stiles. "I'm from San Diego. I got kicked out of my last school." She shrugged and left it at that. She wasn't in the mood to explain exactly what happened, especially to a new potential interest. She glanced at him. "Are you from here?" She questioned.
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Isaac read the message he had just received on his phone as Willow talked. He nodded at her, mentally making a note to find out why things didn't work out at her last school. He lifted his phone towards her, "This party?" A big smile spread across his lips. The new girl was already throwing a party, that was a good sign.

Willow looked at his phone before nodding, "That would be the one."
She grinned happily, "So I guess I'll be seeing you there?"
She was glad that he didn't ask about her old school. Willow would tell him, when she thought the time was right, but right now she felt that he didn't need to know.

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Stiles nodded at the new information. He was definitely curious about how she got kicked out of the school, but didn't pry. "I've lived here my entire life," He sighs, knowing that he wasn't interesting. "It gets boring sometimes, but it's home."
They finally made it to class, after walking for so long. He opened the door for her, allowing her to go in first.

Saylor glanced at the floor while he spoke. "I bet its nice to stay in one spot." She stated, her stare turning back to him. She slipped through the door after Stiles opened it for her. She smiled at him, "Thank you." She stopped and noticed people were looking at her. "Uh-Stiles, is there a seat by you?" She questioned shyly.
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Isaac placed his phone on the desk. "I will definitely be there." He answered. Their teacher walked in and ceased the conversation. Apparently they were supposed to be studying chemical reactions today, which meant group work. He waited patiently as the other students handed back the assignment paper. "So do you know how to do this?" He wondered out loud.

Willow smiled, "Good."
She looked over the work carefully, a bit confused but otherwise understanding it. "Yeah, I get the basic part about this. Other than that, I'm kinda confused."
She sighed, letting her eyes rake over the work a couple more times.

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Stiles shrugged, "Yeah, sometimes. "
He shut the door behind her, and nodded at her question. "Definitely. I've got a seat open right next to me actually."

Saylor grinned widely. "That's so perfect." She said. She sat down next to him. "Thank you for being so kind Stiles." She stated. She wasn't used to people being so nice but maybe it was just this town. People in San Diego were usually rude, this place was slowly growing on her.
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Isaac wrote his name on the paper and read over the problems. "Yeah, I believe we're in the same boat but its okay. He should let us take it home and I can just copy it from Lydia and give you the answers." He said as he filled out the few basic problems.

Willow grinned at him, "That's really nice of you. Thanks."
She was honestly surprised by how nice he was being. She guessed that it was just the town. In San Diego people we're cruel. She had remembered being pushed around a lot before she got better at protecting herself.

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Stiles nodded, "It's alright. You've been nothing but nice and I like showing you around."
He started taking out his binder, notes and textbook. He handed her his text book, "You can use this for now."
"By the way, whats your next class?" He asked.

Saylor smiled at him, "I like you showing me around."
She pulled out her notebook and schedule simultaneously. She glanced at the schedule, "English and then lunch. What about you?"
She gladly accepted his text book, "Aw, thank you. We could share it though."
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Isaac nodded at her, "Of course." He glanced at her. "So, how did you know about this party?" He questioned. It was a little odd that she knew about the party before he did. It was her first day in all.

Willow grinned, "My best friend happens to be throwing the party. All I know is that it's gonna end up getting really wild, really really fast."
It was true. Somehow Saylor and Willow always managed to make the parties they threw wilder than the last. Remembering the last party they had been at together made her wonder just how crazy tonights party would be.

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Stiles smiled slightly, "Well, I'm glad."
He rose an eyebrow at her following statement though, "I have the same. Whose English class to you have?"
Without realizing, he answered her last question, "Oh, I don't need it. I took all the notes from the book a long time ago."
Stiles then realized what had said and a light blush came across his face. 'Dammit,' He thought, 'I must look like such a nerd.'

Saylor smirked at Stiles. "I have Ms. Blake." She stated. She scooted her desk until it touched his. "Well we are just going to pretend you haven't taken the notes." She whispered to him. She leaned over and looked at his notes. "Those are really good, you might have to tutor me." She announced with a small giggle.
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Isaac raised his eyebrow at her, "Oh yeah? Well you two might have the new party reputation then. Lydia would be pleased if you could outdo her." He wondered if Willow was being honest or exaggerating. But he couldn't wait to find out. A party was definitely needed, especially with everything that was going on. Stress needed to be relieved.

((Sorry, I'm using my phone.))