"you're not a bad person, you're a very good person who bad things have happened to."
[ season 1 + 2 ]
DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF, JEFF DAVIS DOES I JUST OWN MY OWN STORYLINE
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The hallways were empty as Ella made her way down them. She had wanted to come to school early so she could watch the lacrosse practice. She was too busy fixing her bag when she bumped into someone, and her bag fell to the floor. Ella looked up and saw a boy her age, with curly brown hair and blue eyes. He was hiding his face from her.
''Oh my God, I am so sorry,'' Ella said, picking up her bag. She looked at the boy and breathed in his appearence. His left eye had a bruise around it. Ella was a caring girl so she automatically reached for his face, which made the boy flinch away.
''Your face, are you okay?"
The curly haired boy looked at the girl, completely shocked someone who was as beautiful as her was talking to him, and asking about his well-being.
''It's okay, it's from lacrosse. You know, its uh.. a violent sport.'' He stuttered. "I'm Issac Lahey.''
Ella smiled at the boy. ''I'm Ella Argent.''
He practically swooned at the sight of the girl. Her appearence today was black jeans, a light grey shirt, and along with a leather jacket. Ella's heels made her seem a little taller but the curly haired boy still towered over her.
"I'm going to the lacrosse practice,'' she laughed. ''I guess I'll see you there.'' She gave him one last smile before walking down the hallway, not noticing the faint pink that was on Issac's cheeks.
~
Ella watched silently as the morning lacrosse practice was happening. She didn't tell Ali, and she would probably be mad but she wanted to watch lacrosse. She had to admit, it was better than football. Jackson was being his normal confident self as he taunted Scott. The sport itself was very interesting to Ella, who was used to seeing football games.
She winced when she saw Jackson completely body slam Scott's shoulders. ''You sure you still want to be first line?'' Jackson's confident voice boomed at him.
Coach stood next to Scoot, muttering some words that seemed to make him angry, and in a flash, Scott had totally rammed Jackson, and he fell to the ground. Ella stood up from the bleachers, to see everyone crowding around the injured boy.
She then saw Stiles rush onto the field and take Scott away.
~
The Argent twins sauntered down the stairs where Allison met with Scott. ''Hey,'' she smiled.
Scott smiled, and as Stiles has said before, he does actually look like a puppy. His eyes had seemed to lighten up at the sight of Allison. ''Hey,''
''You busy?''
Scott held his phone up, ''No it's just my mom, she's nothing.''
