Do I Have To?

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As the boy named Isaac was helping me walk to class, I realized that he looked familiar. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but then again,my memory is a literal pile of shit. Like nothing ever stays up there for long, and I've been alive for about 100 something years.

" Um, Isaac? "

"yes? " He said it kind of as a whisper, and didn't even make eye contact with me.

"Have we met before? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. "

He smiled faintly, "I think I'd remember meeting you, and besides I've never seen you around this school before, so I'm guessing your new. "

I nodded.

He was a little too intuitive for his own good. But at least he was hot.
I really need to stop thirsting over random guys. I wonder if Danielle is having better luck than I am at school.

Danielle's POV

I walked into class, with Stiles, and immediately saw Scott, and rushed over to him,"Hey Teen Wolf, " I whispered while flicking him on the back of his head.
He turned around with a confused look on his face, then he saw me and his face turned a little concerned, "What the hell are you doing here. "

"I had t--, " I was rudely interrupted by a spazzing,yet whispering Stiles.

"Did she just call you Teen Wolf? Did you tell her that your a freaking werewolf? are you out of your freaking mind? You don't just tell some girl your biggest secret. "

I was seething. Was he not aware that I was standing right there.
I grabbed him by his arm, and twisted it behind his back, "Interrupt me again, and there won't be an arm for me to twist. Capiche. Scott, what I was trying to tell you before I was so rudely interrupted, was that something's wrong with Davina. She's seeing things. Today she was telling me about how she pictured this guy at a graveyard, with a police officer talking to him about a grave robbery. It was just a chaotic mess. "

Him and Stiles looked at each other, "Did you say grave robbery?" they asked in unison.

"Yeah, do you know something? Does that mean she's not going crazy? Can somebody please answer me?"

Stiles raised the arm that wasn't behind his back, because of me, "Can you let me go now? Please. "

I let him go, "I said answer my question, not ask an unimportant one. And sorry about the whole arm thing. I'm usually not like that,but me being a vampire and all, and I'm on my period. My emotions are extra heightened. "

"Aye, it's no bi........ V-v-v-vampire? Did she say vampire? Your cousin's a vampire? Are you freaking insane? Do you even know anything about those bloodsucking leeches?"

"Stiles she's not a blood sucking leech. Her and her sister are vegetarian vampires. They don't eat humans. Now apologize. " said Scott. I wasn't really interested in Stiles's apology, because in my head I was contemplating whether or not to bleed stiles dry, but Scott wouldn't like that.

"It's OK, no apology necessary. But Scott, I really need to-"

"Settle down delinquents" said the teacher.

"Oh for the love of God. Can you people stop interrupting? Do Californian's not own manners of any sort? "

Isaac's POV

We were walking, and I looked over at Davina, and I couldn't help but smile. She was really pretty.

She must've sensed me looking at her, cuz she turned around to face me, and that snapped me out of my daze really quick. "Uh, sorry. I was just looking at the door on the other side of you. I was definitely not staring at you because I think your pretty. And I'm going to stop talking now, because you probably think I'm a total creep after that last comment." I said, and turned to face forward.

We were almost to the class, but then I heard her giggle, "What's so funny? " I asked her with a confused expression in my face.

"Nothing, it's just that.... I think you're cute too. "

That stopped me dead in my tracks, but she saw the sign on the door that said art, and walked in. I was probably standing there a long while, because she eventually peeped her head out the door, and asked, "Are you coming or not? "

I sighed, and muttered under my breath, "Do I have to?"

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