Tutoring?(Stydia Fanfic)

7: "Of course, you know I've always wanted to wear your hot pink scarf"

She missed the bus. And it was dark. And to top it of it was raining.

Lydia ran out of the front gates watching the bus speed of into the distance getting smaller and smaller and smaller.

"Aghha" She let out a cry off frustration, throwing her hands in the air. Rain already dripping off her face.

Then she felt a sudden wash off anger. 'This is all Stiles's fault!' Stomping her feet.

Lydia had no choice but to walk home which was a twenty minute walk.
She shivered as the water trickled down her back.

Lydia groaned and looked up at the sky, "fuck you rain" just as perfect timing a drop off rain shot Lydia in the eye, off guard.

"Aghhhhh" Lydia began rubbing her eye furiously while muttering a string off curse words- " shit shit shit ow ow ow fuck you!"

A car rolled up next to a busy Lydia. The only car on the road since the busy traffic had pasted.

"Ow shittttt" Lydia carried on.

The car window rolled down "Yo Lydia".

"Agh!" Lydia semi jumped/semi screamed.

"You ok there?"

"Issac" Lydia smiled softly, she could do with his company right now.

"Well are you gonna come in or get even more wet?" Issac smirked while raising his eyebrows.

Lydia rolled her eyes and walked over to the door handle.

"Wait!" Lydia looked up" go and get the blanket in the boot" Issac grinned.
Lydia softly smiled "arr thank you Issac"
"Nah I just don't want the seats getting wet" he grinned even wider.
"You serious?!" Lydia exclaimed and stomped to the boot, chucked the boot open and grabbed the blanket then walking back to the side door.

Opening it, looking at Issac the whole time to smile sickly at him, she opened the blanket and put it all over the seat.

Issac smiled sickly back.

Lydia seat down and closed the door to be welcomed by warmth.

Issac started up the engine then began driving.

"So what's the gossip?" Issac said not taking his eyes off the road.

"Agh what do you mean by gossip?" Lydia exclaimed, folding her arms in a childish manner.

"Come on you always have drama and you look pissed so tell your good old beszie" Issac quoted.

Lydia giggled "never say 'beszie' ever again, next we'll be shopping for clothes and sharing clothes".

He laughed loudly "oh yes definitely, I know how jealous you are off my scarfs" he retorted.

"Of course, you know I've always wanted to wear your hot pink scarf" she smirked knowing about Issac's secret scarf draw.

His head shot round to Lydia in shock "what! How do you know about that?".

Lydia giggled again "Eyes on the road Lahey, and doesn't everyone?".

"What! Who else knows?" Issac was shitting himself "Tell me right now Martin!".

"Maybe another time" Lydia edged on pretending to look up at the sky.

"Oh my god," Then he stopped the car "Lydia no one can know about that goddamn fucking hot pink scarf!".

"Issac" Lydia was trying not to laugh "only I know about that scarf, it looked very expensive-velvet right?" She teased trying to look innocent.

Issac was red and looked terrified.
"Lydia please, please, please! Don't tell anyone, please!" He pleaded.

"Okay okay I won't tell anyone" Issac let out a deep breath "Yet".

"WHAT! Okay if I do something for you, you have to promise me not to tell ANYONE".

Lydia smiled "Okay I pinky promise".

They both linked pinkies and Issac let out a huge breath once again. Grabbed the wheel and began driving again.

"Now," Issac exclaimed "what's going on? You look pissed, avoided my question and is late for the bus that left 20 minutes ago?" He stated "and you are never late for the bus".

He is very true.

Lydia sighed and turned 90 degrees towards Issac, "Do you remember Stiles Stilinski?"

His eyebrows furrowed in thought "I think, I mean I only just joined the school in 6th grade (year 7), but he might of been in my class, I don't know, I think I do but I guess I might not off noticed him"

"Mr Williams assigned me to be his tutor and it's gonna be hell" Lydia pouted her lip and furrowed her eyebrows.

"And what's the deal? You always help people?" Issac frowned and stared at the road in front.

"Well in kindergarten, me and my family moved to beacon hills for family reasons" 'why was I telling him this?' She sighed "I joined elementary school and I was alone- it was horrible but then Scott-wait you know Scott right? Scott McCall?"

"Yea I know off him" Issac replied.

"Ok so Scott came over to me while I was eating my lunch and asked me if I wanted to play with him and his best friend, Stiles Stilinski". Lydia let out a huge breath of air.

"So you don't like stiles because he asked you to play with him?" Issac said clearly confused.

"No" Lydia sighed " I don't like him because one minute he's my best friend and then he goes all weird-starts ignoring me and hanging out with 'the populars'!" Lydia pouted, crossing her arms," and takes Scott with him!".

"Oh right" Issac slowly nodded," so you three where best friends" Lydia nodded," and they just left you?" Lydia nodded again," well, you must of done something".

"Thats the thing though, I don't know what it is!" Lydia exclaimed "I don't know what I did wrong or what I did to make them not like me".

Issac turned round Lydia's road and pulled outside her house.

"Well their stupid for not wanting a friend like you, beszie!" Issac looked over to Lydia and smiled.

Lydia shuddered "hot pink scarf!" She warned but laughed "and thank you, and for saving my wet arse" she grinned.

"Of course" he smiled back "anyway go in and be quiet it's chucking down out there!"

"Ok ok" she smiled and kissed him on the cheek,"bye!" and got out the car grabbing her bag and ran to the door, getting soaked once again before waving goodbye to Issacs leaving car.