Alright so I'm not sure how I feel about this yet. This is my first Teen Wolf fanfiction that I wrote because I was disappointed with the Teen Wolf Isaac/Allison stories (or lack there of). It was really easy for me to write this, which is why I'm not too sure about it. I hope to continue with the story. Thank you for reading!
Allison quickly removed his shirt and threw it on the ground. His muscles gleamed in the dimly lit room. Allison took a minute to gawk at them.
"Years and years of lacrosse playing." Isaac said looking at an awe struck Allison.
She didn't bother to reply, she slammed her lips into his again and they continued kissing. Allison wasn't sure if it was the 3 shots of vodka and the beer she had, or her inner wild self breaking free that made her pick a random guy at her party and bring him up to her room.
The kiss deepened and clothes went flying all around her room.
Allison squinted, her eyes adjusting to the brightness of her room.
"Time to wake up, Allison." Lydia chirped waking up her friend from her dream of last nights encounters.
"Let me die." Allison groaned, the pain in her head not taking kindly to the bright room.
"I told you not to drink that much." Lydia sighed walking over to her hung-over best friend. "So what happened last night? I want ALL of the details!" Lydia squealed.
"Lydia please do not yell, my head is pounding."
Allison begrudgingly got out of bed and walked over to her bathroom where she washed her face and brushed her teeth. She stared at her reflection and sighed. The evidence of her hangover was palpable.
"I don't even remembered all of what happened last night, besides I hooked up with some stud with an amazingly defined jaw line."
Lydia let out a cackle that made Allison's head pound more. "Sweetie you more than hooked up. Once he walked through the door you went straight for him. Like a hunter hunting their prey." Lydia cocked her head towards Allison's disheveled bed and clicked her tongue. "Things obviously went well from what I see."
The two girls laughed and talked until Lydia left to get ready. Today they were going to Beacan Hills High to have the mandatory assembly about what they should expect once school starts in a week.
Allison entered the school with a mix of excitement and anxiety. She was always into school, even if her grades weren't the best she enjoyed learning new things. She headed straight for the auditorium and took her assigned seat with the rest of the future Juniors she would be going to school with. Reluctantly, she pulled over her dark glasses and settled on top of her head. Hoping all the makeup she put on made it less noticeable that she spent the night before partying, drinking, and hooking up with strangers. She smiled at herself as she remembered the events of the night before.
"Allison!"
Allison looked up and saw Stiles, he was more Lydia's friend (and was madly in love with her though they're both in denial about it) but it was always nice seeing Stiles. He had a good vibe. A bit of sarcasm, affection, and clumsiness surrounded him. He was like Allison's brother in a way even if they've only known each other for a year.
"Hey, Stiles!" Allison greeted him with a hug and he sat down next to her. "Where is Scott?"
"Dropping his mom off at work. He should be here soon." Allison nodded her head and fixed her attention back at the empty stage.
There were rows of seats and they were ordered by grades. You had the freshman in the first row, sophomore in the second, juniors and then seniors. The auditorium grew louder and louder as more students filed in. This was the best school their area, it was no surprise that a lot of parents enrolled their kids.
"Is this seat taken?" Allison looked up and met the eyes she saw the night before. A rush of nervousness flushed over her. It can't be.
"No, uhm, g-go right ahead." Allison said, running a flustered hand through her hair.
Isaac sat right down next to Allison. He seemed nonchalant like he didn't even know her. Allison hoped he didn't remember her. That he was so drunk the night before that the whole night is a blur of alcohol and dancing. Nothing else.
"Your name is Allison, right?" Isaac had a smirk on his face like he knew the answer to the question already, which he did. The smirk made Allison's stomach coil as that was the very smirk that made her bring him up to her room yesterday.
"Yep." Allison said, looking away. Stiles had moved seats to sit next to Scott, leaving just Allison and Isaac.
"What do you say we ditch and go somewhere more...private?" Isaac asked looking at all the students filling in one by one.
"We can't leave, it's mandatory." Alison grew uncomfortable under his stare, it's like he was trying to get under her skin. With her hangover she was not in the mood.
"Well that sucks because I'm leaving." With a smirk, Isaac got out of his seat and started leaving. Allison just sat there staring at his retreating figure. The sensible part of Allison told her to stay put and wait for the meeting to start, but the newfound Allison wanted to explore more of Isaac. He seemed dangerous, the type of guy she wouldn't bring home to meet her dad. Something Allison has been craving since she moved to Beacan Hills, the suburban lie got boring and she needed the excitement. Quickly, before any teachers could stop her, Allison rushed out and chased after him.
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