Now, Izzy ‘The Grunge’ Miller was very smart, and quite frankly she didn’t appear to care what other people thought of her. But, She was a sixteen year old girl after all, so of course she cared.
*At school the next day, Wednesday*
“So, Do you want to come to the club with me this Saturday? Everyone’s going. Wear something sexy.” Jacob, the school pervert attempted to pick her up. He leaned towards her. She barely glanced at him. Just slightly adjusted the volume on her ipod, which she sneaks in almost every day.
He leaned a little more towards her, then put his hand on her thigh, “Come on. Have a little fun.” Izzy glanced up at the clock. Five minutes till class started and Mr. Harris was nowhere to be seen.
“Don’t touch me.” She grabbed his hand and flung it off. “Feisty. I like it.” He licked his lips. “Get away from me, ya se creep.” She responded with a slightly disgusted look on her face.
“What’s the matter, babe?” He gave her a smirk. Then someone pulled him off of his stool. He fell straight on his back on the floor. The entire class burst into laughter, because at that exact moment Mr. Harris walked in.
“Mr. Lahey, What are you doing?” Mr. Harris commanded, then grabbed Jacob by the arm and hoisted him up to his feet. Isaac shrugged, and gave a small smile. Mr. Harris sighed, “Sit.”
“Freak.” Jacob muttered. Then went and sat up front, and snuck glares at the two of them.
Isaac sat next to Izzy. “That’s a big word for him.” She whispered, then cracked a small smile.
“I’m Isaac.” Izzy nodded, “You are tall, and good looking,” Isaac couldn’t help but smile, “ I obviously know who you are. My question is why are you talking to me? In case, you didn’t know, My name is The Grunge. “ Then she hummed the dah dah dah dum.
“I knew that-” She interrupted him, “Then why are you talking to me? No one likes The Grunge.” She was bit on the exaggerating side. Then she looked him dead into his bright blue eyes, “So, What do you want?” She looked at him, with big dark usually honest eyes.
“Whoa, I was just wondering if you could help me figure out this supernatural creature.” He finally admitted.
“That’s it? Of course, I will help you with that. After all, you saved me from a class with him.” I indicated Jacob who was still glaring at us.
“Hey, no problem. What time is your free period?” Glancing back up at Jacob. What was his problem, Isaac thought.
“7th. You?” She asked, trying to break Jacob’s glare. “Same. So do you want to me in the library?”
“Sure.” Isaac nodded, then glanced back at Jacob. “Who is he?” She sighed.
“That’s Jacob Smithson. He moved her about a month ago, and he is a creepy pervert, who scares the crap out of me most of the time. “ Izzy glanced around the classroom. She looked to where the new girl Lilith, and Stiles were sitting.
“Not as much as her though.” Isaac looked to where she was looking. “Why is Stiles sitting with her?” He asked, mostly to himself.
“They aren’t dating? They are holding each others hands and her eyes are like, smoldering him.”
“That probably isn’t good.” She shook her head to respond.
-
Luna’s POV
“A teenage girl just died from a heat attach.” I repeated to Derek what I just heard off of the radio.
“Strange, but it happens.”
“Really, because the last time I checked, Seventeen year old girls do not just die from Alzheimer’s?” He gave me a strange look, that screamed WHAT.
“Thought so. Let’s go cheek out the body.” He nodded and off we went.
