Teen Wolf Imagines

Sugar and Spice - Isaac

There you were, walking down the halls of your new school, Beacon Hills High.

You always stood out from everyone else, like the spotlight was always centered on you.

You didn't mind the attention, just as long as your face wasn't on the school paper anytime soon.

You saw the looks on everyone's faces as you walked by, heading towards your locker.

Snobby looking girls there, cute boys here and there.

You know, the usual 'cliques' hanging around with their groups.

One person in particular caught your eye though.

A tall good looking boy with brown locks and faded blue eyes stared at you while you walked past the students of Beacon Hills.

You gave him a grin as you continued your way down.

You supposed that you could say that you had that 'badass' vibe around you, leather jacket along with some black boots.

Stereotypical.

A hair flip as well to top it all off.

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You sat down for lunch at the cafeteria with some friends you made during 1st period.

You were a natural on making new friends quickly, but you were still very insecure about yourself and shy.

You couldn't help but notice the same cute boy from earlier staring at you again in the distance.

"Wait here girls, I'll be back." You smiled as you walked towards the boy who couldn't keep his eyes off you.

You took a seat in front of him, leaning over to reach his apple and taking a big juicy bite out of it.

"Hey there." You said during bites.

"Well, hello." You noticed he had a nice and soothing voice - tad bit of a British accent, which made him 100 times more attractive.

"I couldn't help but notice that you keep staring at me." You said as you went in and took another bite.

"I'm sorry, it's just-" He smiled, stopping in the middle of the sentence.

"It's just, you're so beautiful." He continued to stare at you, him still smiling as his eyes crinkles.

For a second there, you felt a rush flowing through your body.

You felt butterflies in your stomach that made it hard to speak. Your palms getting sweaty and your heart beating fast.

Usually, most of the boys compliment you saying

"You're hot." Or "Your body is bang-able." But no boy has ever called you beautiful, aside your dad.

"Th-thanks." You stuttered.

You felt dizzy, not thinking straight. You got up from the chair and had the urge to leave.