Wherein I try my hand at an Isaac fic. I'll definitely pass year 12 at this rate ;)
So this is set during Season 2, it'll become pretty obvious as it goes on.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf or any of the characters in this fic unless they're OC. As much as I would like to have my own personal Isaac... *heavy sigh*
I apologize in advance for any weird tenses, simple typos/mistakes and writing mum instead of mom and possibly using weird sayings like backsies or stoked. I'm Australian.
Anyways, review! Favourite! Do all that crazy jazz and enjoy!

We Build Then We Break

The shrill bell rang out across the school and the empty hallways burst into life as students poured out into them. One particular student was struggling to get her locker open. She had strawberry blonde hair that was closer to blonde rather than strawberry and bright green eyes that, at times, seemed out of place. She wasn't the tallest person out there, but she wasn't the shortest either. Sticking out to a 5"7, she was happy with her height.

Her cheeks always seemed to be a light shade of pink that, no matter how much makeup she would put on, wouldn't fade away. Light freckles sprinkled her shoulders and her hair curled down to just below them. Her lips always seemed to be in a constant smile and small dimples appeared whenever she really smiled. She was wearing light blue jeans that were unintentionally ripped at the knees and came to just above her ankles, showing off a strip of lightly tanned skin and an oddly shaped birthmark on her left ankle. Her t-shirt was a size too big for her but the red scarf she was wearing made up for that. A simple silver bracelet was around her right wrist.

She wasn't new and she didn't stick out as much as one would think. She was known by everyone, hated by no one, yet loved by only a few. She was May Elizabeth Garett, and she'd lived in Beacon Hills her whole life.

"Problem with the lock, May?"

Jackson called out to her from his locker. There were 5 lockers between them. May rolled her eyes and looked over at the gorgeous teen to see a smile playing on his lips.

"You know you really should get that fixed." He continued.

"A gentleman would help me get it open." She shot back.

Jackson's smile turned into a grin and he closed his locker, "Too bad I'm not feeling like a gentleman."

May rolled her eyes and muttered an insult at him under her breath as he joined the sea of students streaming down the halls.

"Need some help?"

A soft voice met her ears and a smiled danced onto her lips as she turned around and saw the bright blue eyes of Isaac Lahey upon her. The two had known each other since they were 5. They were friends, he wasn't the closest friend she had but she was quite sure that she was the closest he had. The two had grown up together. They had gone to kindergarten together. May had clear memories of the two playing in the sand together with other kids. They had spoken less to each other after things between their parents got awkward, but with the start of high school and sharing four classes together, the two had become friends again.

"Ah, a gentleman."

She stepped back and allowed him to get her locker open. With a satisfying click, Isaac swung it open.

"Thank you so much Isaac. One of these days I'll be able to get it open myself."

She replaced him at the front of her locker and swapped out the books she needed for her next class. Isaac remained standing next to her. His hands were dug into the pockets of his jacket and he was staring at May.

"It's not a problem." He said.

May's gaze flicked to him and she opened her mouth to say something about how it must be a nuisance for him to always help her with her locker. Her mouth fell close when she saw the dark ring around his eye. She knew about the way Isaac's father treated him. Before she could say anything about it, a loud voice called out to her.

"Izzy!"

May rolled her eyes and saw the amused smile appear on Isaac's lips as she turned around and face the one and only Stiles.

"Stiles, what have I said about calling me Izzy?"

"To not call you Izzy?" replied the lanky teen.

May nodded her head, "Exactly. Yet you still insist on doing so."

She raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for his explanation for the nickname she hated so much. The two went through this every single day; they had been since the two were little.

"But it's no fun if I don't." He replied.

May closed her locker door, turning her back to Stiles to show that she thought his answer was stupid.

"Hey Isaac."

Stiles acknowledged the curly-haired kid and May heard a soft hello as a reply. She bit her lip and then turned to Isaac.

"Join us for lunch." She said.

She gave Isaac a warm smile in an attempt to get him to say yes. It fell when he shook his head.

"I can't, I've got to go study."

May raised an eyebrow at his lame excuse.

"You're a perfect student Isaac. You don't need to study during lunch break." She said.

Isaac shrugged, "I do with the dad I have."

May's eyes flicked to his bruised eye and she nodded her head, defeated.

"Fine, fine. But we're getting coffee after school. No backsies."

A grin appeared on his lips and he nodded his head.

"Good." Said May, the smile returning to her lips.

"So are we going to get lunch?" asked Stiles.

May let out a small ugh and nodded her head. She said bye to Isaac before turning with Stiles and heading out to the cafeteria.

"You like him." Said Stiles.

May quickly shook her head, "No, I do not like him. I just... We were friends as kids ya know? Somehow we drifted away and I'd like us to be friends again."

"Shit excuse. You like Isaac." He replied.

A grin appeared on his lips as he saw the scowl form on May's face. She slapped him on the arm as the two entered the cafeteria. They joined another one of their friends at a table, it was Scott.

"Hey Scott, guess what."

Stiles spoke to his best friend, knocking him out of the seemingly intense concentration he had going on with his food. Scott looked up at the two with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" he asked.

"Izzy likes Isaac."

A smile appeared onto Scott's lip and May let out a groan.

"If you two are going to be like this I'm sitting elsewhere."

"Aw come on," exclaimed Stiles, "It's so obvious. Everyone knows he likes you."

"He's right May. Isaac has had like, a massive crush on you since forever." Pitched in Scott.

May shot him a glare and picked up her bag. She stood and began walking away from them.

"Izzy! Come on! We're clearly joking!"

May scanned the cafeteria for someone she felt like sitting with. She began moving away from them.

"Izzy!"

May flipped her middle finger at them and smiled when she spotted someone sitting at a table by themselves.

"May!"

Stiles called out her actual name but she ignored him and slid into the seat opposite Vernon Boyd.