Yay, new Scisaac fic! I hope that you enjoy this six-part series (with a surprise bonus chapter)!


Maybe it was that he towered over everyone else in the area, or maybe it was the fact that he was late for lacrosse tryouts, but Scott couldn't help but noticed when Isaac Lahey came running towards the field. Scott had seen him before, but had never really paid attention. Looking at him now, Scott noticed how awkward Isaac seemed in his own skin.

"Lahey! Why are you late!" Coach Finstock bellowed at the new recruit, which made Scott frown. He knew how hard it was to be the new kid on the team, and how embarrassing it was to be yelled at by Coach in front of everyone.

"Sorry, Coach," Isaac replied solemnly, never meeting Finstock's eyes. "Family troubles."

"Don't make it a habit."

Scott felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see his best friend. "We'll definitely make it back on the team, especially if the competition sucks worse than we do," Stiles cheered, pointing at Isaac.

Scott just shook his head. "Leave him alone, Stiles," Scott said, not entirely sure why he cared.