Stiles pov:
It's been a few days since Jackson "died". I haven't really been focused on him. I've been more focused on that my siblings are still in Beacon Hills. And that Bailee knows something.
She just doesn't know what to ask. She knows I'm not a human, but how do I tell her?
Maybe it's time for people to know, maybe for the better.
Who am I kidding? How can I tell my friends—or even my family—that I'm somehow an 1000 year old Tribrid thingy?! A vampire even—a werewolf would be fine—but a vampire?? And a witch?
I let out a groan as I sat up in my bed, I was so zoned out that I didn't hear my phone ringing.
I quickly grabbed my phone and answered it, not checking to see who was calling me.
"Hello?" I asked, putting my phone away from my ear to check the screen.
"Hi Stiles!!" It was Isaac.
I smiled once I heard his voice, not knowing what to say. "Hey Isaac, what's up?"
"I uh.. was wondering if you maybe wanted to hang out tonight..." Isaac said, I could hear how fast his heart was beating. "I mean only if you want to.. Derek wanted me out of the house and uh I really wanted to hang out with you-" He started rambling on before stopping himself. I could tell he must've been turning red.
"Yeah of course! You want to come over to my house?" I asked, looking around my room as I got up to slowly start cleaning to make sure it looked amazing.
I heard his heart skip a beat as I asked the question. "Your-your house..?" He breathed out.
"Yeah.. is that a problem..?" I asked, my breath getting caught in my throat for a moment as I hoped it was okay. I really wanted Isaac to come over.
"No-no-no problem at all! Should I come over now? Or when do you prefer??" He asked.
I thought about it for a moment before answering, "You can come right now, I don't mind."
His heart skipped a beat once more. "Okay-okay! I'll see you soon!" He said before hanging up.
God... I can't wait to see his cute face—smile—well just him in general...
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Isaac's pov:
I had just hung up the phone. I was sitting in my room at the loft. I heard another heart beat. "Whoever's there, you can come in."
The door slowly opened as I looked up, seeing Bailee standing by the door. She might've been coming to check in on me, she was like a mother to me—oh well that sounds weird because—My mind was racing. I quickly slowed it down before smiling at her.
"Do you need something?" I questioned, standing up, about to leave.
She looked at me for a moment before speaking. "No, not really. I just overheard your conversation that's all. Go have fun... lots of fun." I watched her smile before walking off to her and Derek's room.
I shrugged it off, the thought of Stiles immediately coming to my head. I quickly ran out of the loft, running all the way to Stiles's house.
Once I was there, I was very much out of breath, and I was kinda sweating.
I jumped up onto his roof, looking through his window before jumping in, seeing that he was lying on his bed.
"Hey Stiles.." I smiled as he shot up from his bed.
He left out a deep sigh, "Isaac! Hey..." He smiled at me before patting the bed. "Come, sit."
I quickly walked over and sat down next to him. I inhaled his scent almost instantly—it smelled so goood.. so sweet...
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Mieczyslaw Mikaelson.
FanfictionStiles Stilinski... well, known as Mieczyslaw Mikaelson-only before going to Beacon Hills-a very strange guy. Let's just say this'll be a very strange story. Just read to find out :) more of the intro is in the first part-aka the background info. So...