CHAPTER 1
SCOTT POV
I walk away from the field, I managed to convince coach to let me leave early. Full moon and all, kinda don't to have anyone see the NEW side to me. I don't think coach would appreciate a torn up lacrosse field.
I walk into the change rooms and get out of my uniform. I chuck on jeans, shirt, jacket, my sneakers and grab my bag. I go to leave when I hear a sob. A girl's sob. I turn around and I hear it again. I walk towards the sound and there sits Lydia Martin, crying in the boy's locker room. "Lydia," I mutter out of disbelief. Clearly she heard me because she looks up. "S..Scott, what are you doing in here? Practice doesn't finish for another 25 minutes." She stutters, wiping her eyes and slinging her bag on her shoulder. "I got off early, Lydia I think the better question is what are you doing in here?" She starts to bawl and she sits back down. "J..Jackson, h,h broke up with me." I roll my eyes at those words, you know what I don't care that she's hurting and I'm not normally like but someone needs to tell it to her straight. "Cut it out Lydia, stop feeling so sorry for yourself." At those moments she looks up like a deer in headlights.
LYDIA POV
Did he just tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself? I'm Lydia Martin. I'm the girl that every guy wants to date in school but clearly not Scott McCall, he's dating my new best friend. "What are you talking about?" I look into his eyes who are staring straight at me. "I'm talking about you crying over nothing, Jackson is Jackson. He wants what he thinks he deserves. But that clearly isn't you Lydia, he doesn't deserve you because he doesn't know the real you." I look at the ground as he tells me what he thinks. "What the hell are you talking about Scott?" I roll my eyes at him. "You know what I'm talking about Lydia. You hate being this person. Under all the designer clothes and fancy perfume is the real you. The intelligent one, the one who cares and actually likes school, the one who can graduate early. You need to be with someone who can accept and love all those things about you Lydia." I listen to him tell me off and he's right. "You're right Scott, but who could love all those things about. Everyone wants a girl who knows how to dress and look amazing not someone who can major in biology and can graduate early like you said." I say and he sits next to me. "There is someone Lydia, someone who's always been there, you've just been too blind to notice how much he admires you." I look up at him, he must be crazy. "And who is that Scott because last time I checked no one pays attention to me like that." He smiles at me and my eyes widen. "Oh it's not you is it because if it is I will kick your ass and tell Allison everything." He laughs, "no it isn't me." "Then who Scott?" "Stiles." I'm taken back. Stiles Stilinski knows all those things about me. "I will leave you to it then, practice is almost over so I would suggest getting out of here. Good luck Lydia." He goes to walk away but I catch his hand. "Scott?" He looks down at me. "Yes?" "Thank you," he smiles softly. "You're welcome." I let go off his hand and he walks away. I have a lot of thinking to do.
I lie in my bed, I can't stop think about Stiles, not after what Scott said anyway. There's a knock on my door and I sit up. "Come in," it opens and my mum stands there with an unsure look on her face. "Lydia, I called you for dinner 5 minutes ago, are you coming?" I shake my head. "No mum, sorry I wasn't listening. I'm not very hungry. I think I might just go to asleep." I tell her and lie down. "Are you feeling ok sweetie?" She walks over and sits down by me, her hand resting on my forehead. "I'm fine, just tired." I reassure her. "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then." She walks out, turning off the lights and closing the door. As I lay here in the dark all I can think about is one thing, one person. Stiles Stilinski.
Hello Guys, this is my first Teen Wolf fanfic, feel free to check out my other stories and believe me there's plenty more to come.