Teen Wolf Imagines and Preferences

How you meet

Scott -

You had just moved to Beacon Hills, and you were the new girl at school. It was the middle of second semester, and you knew no one. While everyone had already formed their groups, and had made best friends, you didn't no one single person. Not even a name. You headed to gym class, getting lost on the way. You changed into your PE clothes, and rushed up to the gym. Coach had you race on the rock wall with a cute boy named Scott. You were both pretty athletic and were going the same speed. You started talking to him. "Hey," he says. "Hi," You say back, a bit nervous. "Did you just move here?" "Yeah, You're actually the first person I've talked, too," "Then how about, you sit with me and my friends at lunch, and Saturday, we can go on a date?" he suggests. "Yeah, that sounds nice," You've been together ever since.

Stiles -

You were the "shy girl" at school. You always had your nose in a book and you had one friend, Erica. That was, until, she became popular after some make over she gave herself. She hung out with the "cool people"now. Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent, and Lydia Martin. You now sat alone at lunch with nothing but your book and brown paper sack. You started to eat when Stiles came over next to you. "Hey," he says. "Oh, um, hi," you say, nervous you might say something stupid and ruin your chances of ever having another friend. "I'm Stiles," "(Y/N)" "Look, um, you know your friend Erica?" "Oh... yeah. What about her?" "She pointed me toward you. The way she describes you, you sound like an angel. You certainly look like one. I would like to get to know you better. You want to go out sometime?" he says, rubbing the back of his neck. "That sounds great, Stiles," "Great. See you ... Friday night?" "Yeah, here's my number," You say, while writing it on a small piece of the sack you ripped off. "Cool, see you Friday he says with a wink. He walks away, leaving you smiling and thinking about the date.

Liam -

You were a sporty girl, loved to play any game there ever was. But, you were a natural at lacrosse. At least, that's what your older brother, Scott, said. You decided to go for the team. You were a freshmen, so Coach didn't even know who you were. You told him you wanted to try out without mentioning you were Scott's sister. You wanted to be fair. Tryouts came and a lot of boys showed up. You were the only girl. You were told to be goalie for a bit. Every one shot at you, but you caught every ball. Except, one boy's. He was cute, and obviously athletic - like you. Then, when it came to shoot, you made almost every one. You missed 2 out of 14 shots. But, that's not bad at all. After tryouts, everyone was sitting on the bleachers and waiting for coach to come out with the list of people who were going to be on the team. The cute boy sat next to you. "Hey" he says, scooting rather close. "Hi," "You were really good out there," "Thank you, but so were you. You never missed a shot," "I've been practicing for awhile," "Same here, my brother taught me," "Cool," "Eh, kind of. If I don't make the team he's going to make me practice about 10 times harder and tryout next year," "Well, you shouldn't worry. If Coach doesn't put you on the team, I'm going to rage," "Oh really?" "Maybe," You smile. "So, what's your name?" You ask. "Liam Dunbar. Yours?" "(Y/N)" "No last name?" "I'm not telling you until I find out if I'm on the team or not," "Oh. Something to do with your brother?" "Maybe," This time, Liam smiles. Coach comes out and reads off all the names who made it- including Liam. He reads mine last. "(Y/N) ... and I never got your last name," he calls out. "McCall," I say, smiling. "Wait.... as in Scott McCall? The team captain?" "Yes, sir," Everyone turns to look at me like I'm some type of goddess. "Hm, okay then..." He walks back toward his office and Liam and I walk toward the school to gather our stuff. "So, Dunbar, why don't we celebrate this Friday?" "Like, a date?" "I guess, so," "Sounds like a plan, McCall," He gives you his phone number and you head home to tell Scott you made the team.

Derek -

You were a werewolf. A new beta. You didn't know who bit you, and you couldn't control it. The nigth you were bitten was a complete blank. You ran out in to the middle of the woods, and were starting to transform. Then, a man appeared. You gasp, and try to run, but he catches you. Great. Now your exposed. You think you've blown your cover until he flashes his eyes at you. They're red. An alpha. Your instincts tell you to back down, and you stop transforming. "Hey, are you okay?" he asks you. "No. I can't control it. I don't want this," "Trust me, you will. You know, that's what my last beta said. Now he's an Alpha, and proud of it," "Really?" "Yep, what's your name?" "(Y/N)" He smiles. "Derek," "Oh, well, Derek, were you the one who bit me?" "Yes, but do you remember that night I bit you?" "No," "Well, you were exploring out in the woods, I assume hiking, and you fell down into a ditch. You hit your head on a rock, and when I found you, you were a minute from death. I bit you so you could heal. I couldn't let someone that beautiful die," You smile. "You think I'm beautiful?" "Very much," You smile and blush. "So, you think maybe you would want to go on a date sometime? This Saturday?" "Um. Maybe not. Saturday's the full moon," "Right, what if I can help you control it by then?" "Then I'd say yes," He smiles. "Well then, you know where the Hale house is? The one the was in the fire?" "I think," "Then swing by there tomorrow. We'll get started on training," He smiles again and then he's gone. You train with him and can control it within 5 days. Just in time for your date. You have been dating ever since.

Isaac -

You were best friends with Lydia and Allison. So, you guys always go to the lacrosse games together. Lydia would want to watch Jackson, and Allison would want to watch Scott. You never wanted to watch anyone in particular. Until, a new boy comes out on the field. You smile when you see his face. He's cute. He smiles back at me. He turns around and runs to the center of the field. I see his jersey. "LAHEY 14" it reads. I watch him the entire game, never taking my eyes off him. "He's cute, isn't he?" Lydia whispers to me. "What?" I say, snapping to attention. She laughs. "Someone's got a little crush, I'm going to put in a good word for you," "No, no, no, you don't have to do that," "But, I'm going to. I'll talk to Jackson, find out more about this mystery man," So, Lydia did what she said. She went and talked to Lahey, and he came up and talked to you within minutes. You find out his name is Isaac and he asks you on a date. Of course, you say yes. You've been dating ever since. You've lost count of how many times you've thanked Lydia for it.