"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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Ella walked into her class and when she saw a mop of curly hair, she furrowed her brows. She looked to the boys with the crooked jaw and buzz-cut to see them already looking at her. ''This isn't good, is it?" She asked.
They both shook their heads and she took a seat next to Isaac, since it was her assigned seat.
''Ella,'' Isaac said, seductively.
She only glanced at the boy before giving him a small nod, ''Isaac.''
''I've missed seeing you in school.'' He said, a small pout showing on his lips.
''You saw me when you attacked the guard, and you also attacked me.'' Ella said, rolling her eyes.
Isaac chuckled and looked at the attractive female. ''I'm sorry for that. On the bright side, it healed quite well.''
Ella's eyes traveled to Isaac, and before she realized it, they flashed green for a moment. ''Piss off.''
Isaac's eyes widened at Ella, and it made him stop talking to her.
It was time for economics with Coach, and Ella took her usual seat behind Stiles and opened up her textbook. Jackson rushed in and took a seat behind Scott.
Jackson wasted no time in insulting the two males, ''Hey, testicle left and right, Ella. What the hell is a Kanima?"
Ella turned to look at Jackson, while Scott and Stiles did the same. Before the three could speak, Coach slammed a book on his desk.
''Alright, listen up. A quick warning before we review. Some of you, like McCall, might want to start their own study groups, because tomorrow's midterm is so profoundly difficult. I'm not even too sure I could pass it. I need a volunteer to the board to answer the first question.''
With that, a few hands began to shoot up, such as Lydia's and Ella's.
''Who's got it?" Coach asked. ''Come on, let's go buddy.''
''Paralyzed from the neck down. Do you have any idea what that feels like?" Jackson said, through clenched teeth.
''I'm familiar with the sensation,'' Stiles stated, making Jackson give the spastic boy an annoyed look.
''Wait,'' Scott started, ''Why would Derek test you? Why would he think it's you?"
''How should I know?"
''Are they going to test Lydia?" Ella asked, tapping her pencil on the desk lightly.
''I don't know,'' Jackson repeated. ''All I heard was her name, and something about chemistry.''
