isaac-
It was a regular night after school ended and Derek had called us all together for a pack meeting. I had no idea what it was about though, and thats weird because I literally live with Derek. It was supposed to start in an hour, so I decided I'd have some time to bug Derek about it.
I was about to walk into his room without knocking to catch him off guard but he called out to me.
"Isaac, just wait until we start. Its not that hard to be patient for once" Derek yelled at me. I groaned loudly and went back to my room defeated.
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I was finishing some homework when I heard a knock, making me jump slightly. I was too focused to hear a car pull up. I came downstairs to see that it was Lydia and Stiles. They were a little early though, the meeting wasnt supposed to happen for another 20 minutes. I was happy they were here though.
Derek came down from the steps and took Lydia into his room. I would spy on them but Derek's room is the only one in the loft with sound blocking walls, and he would definitely catch me if i went to close to his door.
I could smell a little bit of jealousy coming off of Stiles. Everyone knows that Stiles has had a crush on Lydia since, well really forever. It wasnt a secret to anyone. He was head over heels for her. I wouldve called him her personal servant, but that title is reserved for Jackson. It must suck to be Stiles, chasing after someone for so long and they still dont like you back. I think literally everyone in the pack is in some type of relationship except Derek and Stiles. Kira and Scott, Lydia and Jackson. I'd say me and Allison are going pretty well right now, so we might as well already be in a relationship. So it pretty much was just Derek and Stiles not in a relationship.
I looked at Stiles before shrugging. He sighed heavily and plumped down onto the couch. I could tell he was already about to start ranting about something.
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stiles-
I was pretty jealous when Derek took Lydia with him into his room to talk about "secret stuff". I mean thats so stupid, Im sure whatever it is we can deal with it as a pack. I knew that werewolves could smell some emotions so Isaac could probably smell that I was jealous. But Isaac was stupid so, no offense, he was probably thinking I was jealous of Derek instead of being jealous of Lydia.
Sure I've had almost a life long crush on Lydia but that doesnt mean I wont ever move on. But this time it was involuntary. I dont know how but one day it snapped and it wasnt always about Lydia anymore. I guess when you look like a greek god you can do anything. Recently Ive been acting strange whenever Dereks nearby. Like heart beating a little fast, tripping over my words more than usual, and all that kinda stuff. Really its embarrassing, makes me feel all weird.
"How much you wanna bet the others are gonna be late" Isaac asked me, breaking me out of deep thought. I scoffed. "No way they arent gonna be late. Bet you 20 bucks" I told him.
"Deal"
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It only took about 40 more minutes for everyone else to get here. I guess I won the bet. "Better pay up soon" I told Isaac with a big grin on my face. He frowned.
Soon after Derek descended the steps with Lydia behind him. "Everyone listen up, Lydias got something to say" Derek boomed, his voice echoing throughout the house. Everyone gathered around Lydia, but far enough to the point where she had personal space.
Derek leaned on the wall behind Lydia. Scott and Kira sat together to the right of Lydia. Jackson and Isaac sat on the same couch as me but Jackson sat on the farthest part of the couch from me. I really have no idea how we even started hating each other like this but im not going to be the first one to crumble. We sat in front of Lydia. Allison sat with Lydia.
Lydia looked like she was in distressed, her hair disheveled, and her eyes puffy with dark circles "Yesterday I had a nightmare" Lydia said, pausing mid sentence to recollect her thoughts. Tears began to stream down her eyes. "Well, I've been having the same nightmare for about a week now and they all end the same way." Lydia says.
"Allison dies"