Teen Wolf Imagines

Requested by @stilinskicrank

requested by @stilinskicrank
this probably isn't how you wanted it, but I honestly had no idea how to put this all together
Also, very very sorry for not updating in so long. School's started and the last few weeks have been kind of hectic.
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AU that Scott and Isaac are jerk faces
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You could feel the two supernatural teens glaring at you from across the room. It had been a few months since your father's job required you to relocate to the Californian town of Beacon Hills. After making friends with two peculiar people, Erica and Boyd who seemed too eager to take you into their leather jacket wearing, overly confident rebel group thing, you learned of all of the supernatural happenings that occurred in this town. You were shocked to learn of the existence of werewolves and banshees and all, and even more surprised when you found out Erica and Boyd were part of this town's mythical creatures gang. But the real shocker was when Erica and Boyd's "alpha," as they called him, Deryl, Devin, whatever his name was, told you that you weren't as human as you thought. They still had no clue what you were, but they knew you were something. You were close friends with Erica and Boyd and got along well with most of the other people involved in their supernatural ring thing. However, Scott McCall and Isaac Lahey, two werewolves that were quite a bit more powerful than your two best friends, seemed to despise you.

"(Y/N)!" A jeering voice rang out behind you as you walked out of class. You walked quicker knowing full well it was Isaac. "Slow down, I don't bite, unless you want me to." You could hear the smirk in his voice. Sighing, you stopped and spun around.

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to talk to you. Hey did you do something to your hair? It looks rattier than usual." He gave you a fake serious look. Staring at him in disbelief you rolled your eyes and continued walking down the hallway. As you turned the corner you ran head on into Scott, who left class before you and Isaac did.

"Sorry." You mumbled as you got yourself together. Scott merely rolled his eyes and walked away.

{A/N we all know Scott and Isaac would NEVER be like this, keep in mind this is totally OOC (out of character)}

You lost it then and there. "God, why the fuck are you two so rude?! I heard from everyone else that you guys were pretty nice but you haven't been close to that to me."

"We're only like that to relevant people in our lives (Y/N)." Scott shrugged coolly and walked away. You felt anger bubbling inside you. You took a deep breath and turned around, attempting to walk away without losing your cool. Suddenly, Isaac took your hand and dragged you away from where you wanted to go.

"Isaac! Isaac what the fuck are you doing?" You frantically tried to pull away, grabbing at his arm, but failing to loosen his iron grip on you. He pulled you along to the locker room which was empty at the time. "Let go of me what the hell! Do you just go around kidnapping people now??"

"Listen, I like you."

You stared at him. "What?"

"I..like..you. Both of us do, Scott and I."

You shook your head in disbelief. "Is that why-?"

"Yes. That's why we've been so ridiculously rude to you. I'm sorry, okay? I just, we wanted to get your attention, and I know that's probably not the way to do it but-"

"Are you kidding me?! That's not even close to how to do it! You have been nothing but a jerk to me! And Scott! Well, he wasn't as bad as you, but he certainly wasn't an angel to me either."

"So..you aren't interested?"

"No! I'm not fucking interested." You snapped and walked away.

Afterschool, you texted Stiles, asking him to meet you at your house. When he arrived, and the two of you were settled, you explained what happened. Stiles had become your closest confidant since moving to Beacon Hills. Stiles shook his head.

"I can't believe they would do that. That's so stupid."

"Agreed. I guess they'll stop now then?"

"Maybe. You never know with them."

"It's crazy that they thought treating me like trash was going to get me to like them."

"Yeah." Stiles stared at his feet. The expression on his face changed ever so lightly.

"Stiles, you okay? Ha, don't tell me, you like me too."

"I-" He looked up at you.

"Stiles...you...you like me?"

He nodded sheepishly. "Now's a good of a time as ever to tell you I guess. Please don't feel bad or weird. I promise I won't push it or anything, I just, I can't help but like you."

You smiled, "Never. I, I would be okay if you um, wanted to ask me out you know?"

"Really? I mean, would you? There's this movie, Friday evening, I've heard it's pretty good. If you're willing to come see it with me?"

"Absolutely."