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Ghost

Chapter three

Stiles

Her feet hurt, and without even a light jacket the wind was starting to chill her arms to the point where she now had them wrapped around herself. She loved the woods in the daylight hours, but was starting to realize with every little noise she heard that she would jump or flinch back. It was a straight shot from her house to town, she knew that because before they had gotten the car she used to bike back and forth so at least she knew she wouldn't be getting lost.

It had only been twenty minutes, but wearing four inch heels was seriously killing her feet why on earth had she decided to wear such things? Izzy sent a glare down at her once opened toe white heels that were now looking a dusty gray with a light layer of brown, frowning she noticed the light that had allowed her to see the dirt that was staining her shoes and looked up.

Coming down the road headed straight towards Izzy was a pair of blinding headlights, which she realized meant a car. Slowing her walk she wondered who'd be driving down the old dirt road, it wasn't like she had neighbors up here that's why Aunt Liz wanted her grandmother's house because of the seclusion, well other than the Hale's house but that had burned down approximately ten years ago.

So when the vehicle stopped instead of driving on by Izzy found herself preparing to make a dash into the woods and take her chances with the wild animals than some guy who could possibly be the one who murdered that girl by her place a few weeks back.

"Isabel?" A familiar voice called from an open window, "S-Stiles?" shock fallowed by relief washed over her in seconds before confusion and curiosity took its place, "what are you doing here?" Izzy asked walking up to the driver's door, "me? You're the one walking alone in the dark in the middle of nowhere."

"I'm heading home, I don't live in town." Izzy explained glancing around them, "get in, I'll give you a lift." Stiles stated catching the girls green eyes with his caramel colored ones, it had taken her less than a minute to be around the jeep and up in the passenger seat.

"So I guess I have to turn around huh?" Izzy nodded then realized that he probably wasn't looking at her, "yup it's about a ten minutes drive from here." She stated as he made a u turn, "So why were you walking anyway?" Stiles asked after a brief silence.

"My ride bailed," Izzy stated not wanting to tell Stiles that she had gotten into a fight about Lydia. "Here give me your phone," Stiles stated reaching out a hand, confused Izzy dug through her satchel looking for the device he requested. Handing over her Samsung Galaxy S3 she watched him move his hand across her screen typing away, "that's my number," he stated giving it back with a small smile "if you get stranded again give me a call."

A blush rose high in Izzy's cheeks as she pushed up her glasses, "I'll...um, I'll do that." The pair fell into a comfortable silence for a good five minutes, "well here we are." Stiles pulled up the long driveway that led to a large house putting the jeep in park, "I'd invite you in, but I assume you have to get home?" Izzy questioned meeting his eyes "Oh, uh I'd like that but ya I should. Another time?" Nodding Izzy thanked him for the ride and jumped out, it had taken all her will power not to keep glancing back until she got to the door.

Stiles was still sitting in his jeep tapping his fingers on the steering wheel his eyes kept flickering between his fingers and Izzy's retreating form. Glancing back up he noticed she was paused by her front double doors looking back at him, she sent a single wave his way and he nodded though he wasn't sure she notice and then he was pulling out. Absentmindedly he couldn't help but to think that his jeep now smelled of her perfume. Stiles hadn't noticed until he was home that her bag sat on the passenger side floor.

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After how last night had turned out Izzy decided against heels this morning, wearing a pair of dark blue jean skinny's a badge tank top with black stripes going left to right and a red heart took up most of the center of the shirt she paired it with red flat slip ons.

"Emma!" Izzy yelled at the top of the staircase leaning slightly over the railing, "have you seen my bag?" she asked the brunette, "no." Emma answered with a shake of her head, exhaling Izzy made a dash back to her room. It was a disaster she had been looking for her bag for nearly twenty minutes, she didn't want to admit it but there wasn't time she'd have to use one of her cousins many designer bags.

Emma was at Izzy's door a moment later with a look of confusion mixed with horror at the sight of Izzy's normally spotless room. "Wow, looks like a bomb went off in here." she stated startling her cousin, the blond shook her head in defeat "my bag, it's gone." "You probably left it in Luke's truck," Emma stated not noticing how Izzy flinched at the mention of his name.

She hadn't told her about what happened last night, it seemed like a dream so she didn't want to jinx it besides what were the chances that it'd happen again? "Just barrow one of mine," Izzy sent Emma a grateful smile before crossing the hall to the room across from her's, she ended up picking a badge one that had two red straps that went over her shoulder and it had two red buckle straps on the front that were for two small front pockets.

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"We're bio partners, and you're going to ignore me?" Luke's voice invaded Izzy's thoughts as she glared up at him from behind the lenses of her glasses, "listen," Luke sighed turning in his seat to face Izzy who promptly ignore the gesture. "I'm sorry about leaving you last night, in my defense you asked for...literally. I'll go to the game with you tonight, forgive me?"

Sighing Izzy straightened in her chair pushing her glasses up as she regarded Lucas, "how can I? I'm going to that game with Lydia and Alison, Luke. How am I supposed to be friends with someone who not only hates my new friends but tells me I'm just like the ones he hates? It's not what a friend would say or do, I...I'm not sure we're even friends anymore."

Izzy watched as her words sunk in and saw the hurt, anger and disbelief the flashed across his face. When the bell rang Luke was up out of his chair faster than Izzy had ever seen him move and in seconds he was out of the room.

An overwhelming sense of guilt flooded Izzy's stomach as she slouched back in her seat blankly watching everyone leave the Bio lab. "Hey Isabel," someone called over to her, glancing up she met Stiles concerned stair and mentally shook herself. Getting out of her seat she scooped up her books and held them to her chest as he walked over to her, "do you mind coming with me for a minute?"

Confused Izzy nodded and fallowed Stiles out of the class room and out of the school into the parking lot, she watched as him open his jeep and pull out a very familiar bag. A bright smile lit up her face as she locked eyes with Stiles who looked like he was unsure of what to make of her reaction.

"Thank you!" Izzy beamed holing her binder and biology book to her chest with one arm and reached for the bag with the other.

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Izzy leaned back in the passenger seat of the car while Emma put it into gear, today had been probably the best day she had since the beginning of the school year. "what are you all smiley about?" Emma asked as they pulled out of the drive way.

Izzy held up her bag, "I got it back." "Oh?" Emma glanced sideways and nodded, "was it in Luke's truck?" a frown instantly erased her smile, "I'll take that as there is trouble in paradise where he is concerned." Emma stated as Izzy sighed, "we're fighting." she stated holding her bag close to her stomach as she looked down, she still felt guilty.

Emma nodded watching her cousin from the corner of her eye, "Luke isn't very popular," Emma stated biting her lower lip truth be told she seen this coming. "he's jealous and afraid he will lose you, I wouldn't take whatever he said too piss you off too personally." Izzy's brow furrowed, how could she not take it personal?

"I don't know how I can still be friends with him." Izzy confessed looking over at her older cousin, Emma hadn't expected it to be that serious as she glanced over at Izzy. "You'll figure it out, you've been friends since forever." Frowning Izzy hardly thought that three years was anywhere near equivalent to forever.

At home the girls ate, did their homework, showered and got dressed for tonight's big game. Izzy dressed in a pair of blue jeans with a white tank top that had lace around the collar, with a teal colored sweater and black sandals.

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"Bel!" Lydia's voice caught the girls attention, "Emma, over here!" Smiling the pair went to sit with their friends, Emma beside Lydia and Izzy beside her since Alison was on Lydia's other side beside her father. The stands were packed and Izzy found herself idly wondering if they were always this crowded. It wasn't hard to figure out the game, even if it was her first time she realized after it had begun.

Chris, Mr. Argent had asked about Scott but Izzy couldn't really hear and didn't care either, Lydia and Alison were holding a sign up for Jackson, "grab the other one." Lydia snapped at Emma and Izzy, "hold one up with us!" she smiled after a moment trying not to appear to bossy, the two did what was asked after a minute.

Scott was running across the field scoring on the enemy team when a smile spread across Izzy and Alison's face, leaning across Emma "maybe we should have made signs for Scott?" Izzy questioned to see Alison's face light up but Lydia pursed her lips than smiled anyway.

There was less than twenty seconds on the score board count down, and the crowd went wild! Scott had scored the winning goal. Izzy found herself standing there awkwardly as everyone ran into the field cheering, shrugging she picked up her bag and turned to go wait at the car but caught of glimpse of Stiles still sitting on the bench.

Biting her lower lip she paused wondering if it would be a good idea to go over and talk to him, his dad was on the phone so it couldn't hurt, right? Slowly she made her away over, "Stiles!" Izzy called waving with a small smile, one that he returned getting up he made a few steps toward her as they met up.

"Congrats," Izzy nodded towards the field then mentally scolded herself because he hadn't actually gotten the chance to play. "Thanks," Stiles nodded getting distracted in the sea of faces that were the crowd, Izzy frowned as she realized who it was Stiles was looking at, Lydia.

"Right, well I should go. I'll see you around," she stated turning to leave so she didn't notice his frown that appeared when she abruptly decided to leave, "later." his voice carried over to her quietly as she walked away.