Makayla drove up to the School in her brand new Black Lexus. Yeah, she took her time looking over the Camaro's but ultimately fell in love with the Lexus.

Kinda like Isaac.

Shocked by the thought shook her head and grabbed her bookbag and got out the car. After making sure her new baby was locked she headed towards the school. Before she even reached the steps her eyes caught pale skin, and green-blue eyes. He was leaning up against the school the wall in his leather jacket, a green T-Shirt, and a pair of slightly loose fitting jeans and he was reading some kind of book. With a smile teasing her lips she walked to him and looked over his should to see that he was reading an art book. Her smile grew bigger and she snatched it from his hands to read it. He said, "Hey!" before he turned and realized that it was Makayla. He smiled and let her graze through the book not caring if she looked. He had gained a bit more confidence in himself about his art since she told him that she thought his artistic talent was cool. Everything about her sparked his intrest. There was only this little tiny tiny detail of him being a warewolf and Isaac had no idea how he was going to tell her about that but he wasn't going to tell her yet. Makayla handed him the book back. "I'm glad your pursuing what you love Isaac," she said honestly. "Thanks," he answered shyly. Then the bell rang interupting them. And of course the best class of the entire day was English.

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Do you ever get that feeling that something's gonna happen. You can't quite tell if it's gonna be good or bad but you not that everythings about to hit the fan. Thats the feeling that Makayla has been having ever since she got to this little town. She passes it off as nerves about being unfamiliar with the new place she calls home but it still bugs her every day. This morning her mother told her that she had a suprise for her when she got home this afternoon and Makayla wasn't sure why she was being so secretive. Her mother and Father were good people with high moral standerds that they worked to teach to Makayla and the events of today are going to be a turning point in her life and the way she lives it.

Makayla slammed her locker shut and slung her bag across her shoulders and began to exit the building. For some odd reason she felt in danger but also at peace. Is that even a thing? She wasn't sure but she stopped and looked around th quiet hall. The too quiet hall. Her math teacher asked her to help him clean up a bit after class and thats why she was the only one in the hall after School. Makayla could have sworn she felt the presence of something behind her but when she looked nothing was there. Rolling her eyes at herself and calling herself a crazy person in her head she continued down the hall until she heard a loud crash and froze in fear.

She heard a distinct growling sound coming from her left and she slowely turned her head to come face to face with something she's never seen before but would see alot more in the near future.

A werewolf.

She wasn't sure if it was or wasn't a werewolf but thats the first word to register in her mind when her gaze caught the creature. It was basically a giant wolf with sharp fangs and sharp claws that no doubt could easily rip her to pieces. She couldn't scream, she couldn't speak. She walked backwards as silently as she could but it was no use. The wolf smelt her and it turned its head towards her and began come closer. But then it was attacked. By three human and wolf looking guys. She pinched herself to make sure what was happening in front of her was real. And it was. It was very very real and she wasn't sure what to do next. Suddenly one of the teens glanced her way. His eyes widened as if he recognized her and she knew he looked familiar but couldn't put a name to the face that is until she saw a certain art book fall out of his backpack. Before she could process what she had just seen a slightly lanky boy who she recognized from lacrosse practice ran up to her. "Hey, I'm Stiles you might wanna come with me!" he rushed and started dragging her along until she felt a hard it against her head then the cold hallway floor and she could have swore she heard a "Makayla!" from someone before everything around her went black.

Sorry it's a short chapter. I'll try to make some longer ones in the future but I haven't had time! BYYYYYYYEEEEE