Isabella McCall is Scott's twin sister and the person who has stolen Lydia Martin's heart without realising it. Everyone knows about Isabella's reputation sleep around and doesn't get attached, she is openly bisexual, and everyone knows it.
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The next morning, I wake up miserable, I only had 2 hours of sleep last night if that all because of this stupid werewolf nonsense.
Plus, it's a Saturday and I should not be awake at 8:00 just so I can watch Derek Hale get arrested but here I am waking up in bed next to a sweaty teenage boy, also known as a fragile human by my side clinging onto me as if I am some sort of heater.
I shove him of harsher than intended, whoops still forget that he is human I definitely just took some of his limited masculinity with that shove. I trudge downstairs tired, moody and with no coffee in my system as there is only one thing I can change and that is the coffee part.
After I get a shit tone of coffee in me in some sort of an attempt to revive me from the dead, I go up to take first shower before Stilinski hogs it.
I have a shower and wash my hair like normal, I get into some underwear and a robe knowing Stiles is going to want to come in straight after. Obviously, I am right as he is waiting outside the door for me to finish.
Today I decide to wear something simple some black shorts, black slight crop tank top, black knee length boots and my black leather jacket. I walk into the bathroom not caring that Stiles is in the shower I put on some concealer under my eyes and some red lipstick. I dry my hair leaving my natural curls to fall into place and I finish the look off with some sliver chunky rings, silver hoops and a necklace.
I shut the door to the bathroom behind me leaving an annoyed Stiles before going downstairs to eat some breakfast where Scott is sat in the kitchen waiting for us. I laugh sitting down eating some toast my twin raises his eyebrow at me, I put up my fingers mouthing '3, 2,1.' Thud, thud, thud, and an angry Stiles.
"Okay, let's get one thing straight you cannot walk in on me when I'm in the shower because if I did that to you, I wouldn't be standing here right now" Stiles says grabbing a bit of toast of my plate chomping on it angrily.
"My house, my bathroom. Shower in your own house if you don't want someone to walk in on you" I say laughing, Scott looks at us as if we're crazy. I take the bit of toast out of Stiles' hand chewing it as I walk over to Stiles' jeep before looking back at the boys.
"Well, come on then."
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Right now, we are stood at a crime scene which the Hale house has become once again, Scott and I are waiting by Stiles' jeep waiting for Derek to be arrested even though Derek isn't the killer I trust my gut and I know what it's telling me and my wolf which I've learnt has a very strong opinion.
Either way Derek looks pissed as he walks out of his house hand cuffed and being shoved into a cop car, he sends me and Scott an angry glare before complying and getting in. I just stand here sucking on my lollipop with a smile, I send Derek a wink and a bitchy glare.
Stiles walks past me and Scott grabbing my hand and walking towards the police car making Scott's eyes widen but I know why he wants me to come. Just in case if Derek wolfs out, I could protect him and stop him from getting eaten.
