Scott + Malia |Scalia

Chapter 1

MALIA POV;

"I can't believe there's only one week until spring break left." My best friend, Erica Reyes exclaimed, sitting down next to me on my bed.

"Me too. I can't stand walking in everyday to look at everyone's face." I laid down and grumped as Erica started laughing. "What?"

"Don't be such a sour wolf, Mals. That's Derek's role." She winked and then took my hand into hers. "Imagine all those cute boys we'll see at all those parties going on next week." She swung our hands and I rolled my eyes, and of course she noticed. "Malia, come on! You and Isaac only happened once, you can't love him forever. You guys aren't even together anymore, it's time to move on."

I gave a nasty look. "Can you not? He lives here too, you know. He can hear us."

"Oh well. I just hate how loyal you are. Hey, do you know who Stiles Stilinski is?"

"Uh.. Yes Erica, why?"

"I think he's super cute, and we should make plans with him and his friend Scott." She said, picking up her phone. "Stiles is so sweet, honestly. We hung out once. He was so respectful of me. Now, if only we could get Scott for you.."

"Erica, no. Stop, don't you dare!" I begged her as she DM'd Scott, "Hey Malia Hale wants to know if you're *÷jsiajanqm+*sjakakkaka*#qnankakak((@" it typed in. I tackled her, but she got away. I screamed as she ran down the steps. "No, Erica! Please don't!" I ran after her and jumped from the top of the stairs and onto her, on the floor.

Aunt Talia came over and laughed at us, with Isaac following behind her. "Girls, calm down." She said, helping Erica up. Isaac helped me up, and we looked at each other awkwardly. "Also, dinner's ready. Did you do your homework?"

"Of course we did. Right Mally?" Erica looked at me, and smiled innocent. We did do it, but I let her copy all of mine so she barely does hers. I nodded.

"Good. Erica, I want your chemistry grade up by spring break or you're not going to that party next week." Talia reminded Erica. Erica's parents passed away in a car crash and she lives with us. In fact, our entire pack lives with us because the parents either died or can't take care of them so we're one big family. Talia acts like our mother and takes on the responsibility.  Cora, Laura, and Derek are the only actual kids of hers. Peter being my dad, but I can't be around my actual mother because she's crazy.

"Hey Mals?" Cora called from the kitchen. She and I were close, which made sense because we were cousins, more like sisters. In a sense, she was my sister. But previously I just bumped into her and my now ex boyfriend Isaac having sex. I got over it, anyway. Still kinda mad. I guess that's what I get for flirting with Boyd. That's what sisters are right? Talia adopted me as her own anyway.

"Yeah?" I walked into the kitchen, and looked around the amazing smelling kitchen. "What's that smell? It's smells great." I asked and complimented.

"Thanks, and it's just cooked deer." She winked at me, knowing I loved deer. Deer was always my favorite to eat, especially when we shape shifted into coyotes and hunted for them. "Also.. About Isaac, um I gotta talk to you."

"I don't wanna talk about him."

"Malia, you really have to know this before Erica or someone else tells you."

"Fine. What is it?"

"You're gonna hate me. Okay well we kinda hooked up again and now we wanna date.."

I froze. Isaac was my first love, or still is. We agreed to take a break for a little while. A few days ago he said he wanted another chance with me badly and wants to get back together. She knows I'm still so in love with him. Better yet they said it wouldn't freaking happen again! What the hell is WRONG WITH THEM? They pull this on me, when they know how I feel. I look at her and growl. "You know what? Do it. You always go after the guys I want anyway, add another to the list. You stupid whore." I throw a dish towel at her and walk right out of the kitchen, and without stopping, I go towards the door.

"Malia, where do you think you're going?" Talia called out.

"Away from this toxic house, that's for sure!"

"You better come back right now. No deer for a week if you keep walk-

"I don't care. Bye." I said as I reached the door. I slammed the door on the way out and shape shifted into a coyote. I hate my family. A lot.