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Upon arrival at the school, Ella and Jacob had gone their separate ways. First, they had to go to the office and get their schedules. Both were pretty basic and stuff that they both could handle. "Try to be careful, looks like we have no classes together so I'll see you after school. Try to make some new friends, I know you miss your old ones." Ella looked at her brother with a small smile "Will do. You should try to make some new friends too." Ella split off from her brother and found her way to the homeroom class. She introduced herself to the teacher before sitting down. She looked around the room...she froze when she saw one of the boys she had run into the night before. She didn't recognize anyone else. She just sat with her stuff. As the bell rang Ella couldn't stop watching the boy, she was brought out of this by hearing the sound of a girl's voice who was clearly running late. She turned her head and so did the boy...could he be? Was he a werewolf? She couldn't believe it was possible that he could be a werewolf but she would need to have a conversation with him and try to help him. The girl came running into the classroom upon this Ella and Scott...she thought that was his name...turned their heads at the same time. She watched him, trying to take in his stance. He looked almost...prepared for her to be walking in. She watched as the girl walked up to the teacher, she must be new too with the way the class was looking at her. She just let him take attendance. She watched the girl sit down next to Scott. Ella managed to pass a note to Scott I think I can help you, meet me in the girls' bathroom after homeroom. I know you don't know me, and if you choose to ignore this note it's okay. My name is Ella. He looked at her and she just nodded reassuringly before turning around in her seat and seemingly withdrawing into herself. She was observing the girl...she didn't know her name but she seemed so flustered as if she was looking for something. She watched Scott turn around and give the girl a pencil...maybe that was what she was looking for.
Jacob watched his younger sister walk in the other direction. He was scared and nervous for her, she wasn't the best with new people. He walked off to his own classroom upon walking in he introduced himself to the teacher and sat down. He looked around the classroom not really noticing anyone particularly special except for this one boy who looked athletic and was wearing a lacrosse shirt. The boy looked over at Jacob and started walking towards him. "Hi, my name's Jackson. You must be one of the new kids I couldn't help but notice how athletic you look. I was wondering if you would be interested in joining the lacrosse team.
Jacob thought it through before responding,"Sounds great and all, but I'm not really a sports person."
Jackson looked almost upset by Jacobs's response but he wasn't giving up that easy. "Common dude, you're going to need some friends in this place otherwise you'll end up as one of the rejects. You don't seem like one of the guys who wants that. The lacrosse team is like a family, we look out for each other. Well, for the most part, unless you happen to be Scott Mcall or Stiles Stilinski. Just give it some thought man.
Jacob sighed "Listen I'm not gonna lie I don't know you. I don't like to do sports, even though I'm fully capable of doing so. I'll think about it as long as you promise to not keep bugging me about it."
Jackson nodded before walking away. Jacob started to turn the thought idea over in his head. It could be good for him, but he didn't need a new family. He had the person he needed and that was his sister. He didn't need this Jackson character screwing with his life by taking time away from his sister. He started to wonder how Ella's homeroom would be going. He was genuinely worried about her...she was so standoffish compared to him where he tried to be open about stuff. He didn't do to good job of it with Jackson but some people just gave him the wrong impression and made him act standoffish.
After the bell rang Ella stood up and went to the girl's bathroom. Her next class was English on the other side of the school, however, it was her first day. She had an excuse. She had already fabricated one for Scott as well, that he was helping show her where to go. In all reality, Ella had memorized the location of the classes before she had gone to homeroom. She passed all of them on the way there, this was perfect for her. She knew the bathroom would be empty because all the girls had crowded the bathroom before homeroom, she herself had not managed to go but she didn't need to. She stood there waiting, and less than a minute after she had walked in Scott walked in as well.
"I know you're new here so how can you help me?" Scott didn't want to do this. He knew he needed help, but how could a new girl who hadn't gone to Beacon Hills before actually help him? He took in her appearance noticed the tattoos and wondered what the girl had gone through to need them. "Hold on, before you start, what's with the tattoos and the outfit?"
Ella looked at him, did she want to answer? She didn't trust Scott yet but he needed help, she felt the two could become close friends if Scott was open to it. The mental war in her head based on this one question was enough to make her see how bad her trust issues were. She didn't care, she brought him here to tell him he was a werewolf. Not to explain herself. "That doesn't matter. That is not the reason I brought you here. I think I can help you. I've noticed you've been hearing things you couldn't before, noticing more, hearing stuff that only those with the ears of a werewolf can hear. I know you may not believe that werewolves are real, but they are, and you Scott may be one."
Scott looked at her, almost appalled at the idea. "Werewolves aren't real. Let's hypothetically say they are. Then what? How do you help me? You can't. You don't even know what you're talking about."
Ella looked at him and tried to control her frustration. "Look Scott, I'm not gonna sugar coat it. I don't trust new people. I don't expose my secrets. Frankly, the only reason I want to help you is because I know what you are. I don't trust you, don't mistake that. I know you don't believe me, so I have no choice but to prove to you what you are. As well as what I am and how I can help you" She closed her eyes and when she opened them they were yellow, it was brief but it was long enough for Scott to notice.
Scott stepped back, it couldn't be real. Maybe it could but there's no way he could be a werewolf. "Y-you..." He couldn't think of the words to say. There was no right way to respond this, there just wasn't. He knew she didn't trust him, she had made that clear, which meant the odds of her answering any of his questions about herself were practically non-existent. "I know you don't trust me but why show me this? Why expose what you are? Werewolves might be real but theirs no chance I am one. How would I even become one? I can't be a werewolf, this is gonna be my year. I can't be one."
"All good questions, I showed you to prove to you that we're real. To prove to you what you are. Look we both know we're gonna be in trouble, the bell rang at least 5 minutes ago. I will answer your questions at a later time, as of right I need to get to class. I fabricated an excuse, just tell your teacher you were helping a new student find their classroom. Give them the name Ella Blackheart, I'm sure it was no secret my brother and I would be coming here. I'll meet you and your friends outside after school, or at lunch if you can find me if you all think it's a good idea. Goodbye for now Scott." She walked out and went to her class, she was late, but the teacher bought her excuse no problem.
Scott stayed there for a second before he went to his class...he had a lot to consider and a lot to bring up to his friend group. They had a werewolf in the school, possibly 2, possibly 4 if Cyrus and himself were to become werewolf.
Jacob watched his younger sister walk in the other direction. He was scared and nervous for her, she wasn't the best with new people. He walked off to his own classroom upon walking in he introduced himself to the teacher and sat down. He looked around the classroom not really noticing anyone particularly special except for this one boy who looked athletic and was wearing a lacrosse shirt. The boy looked over at Jacob and started walking towards him. "Hi, my name's Jackson. You must be one of the new kids I couldn't help but notice how athletic you look. I was wondering if you would be interested in joining the lacrosse team.
Jacob thought it through before responding,"Sounds great and all, but I'm not really a sports person."
Jackson looked almost upset by Jacobs's response but he wasn't giving up that easy. "Common dude, you're going to need some friends in this place otherwise you'll end up as one of the rejects. You don't seem like one of the guys who wants that. The lacrosse team is like a family, we look out for each other. Well, for the most part, unless you happen to be Scott Mcall or Stiles Stilinski. Just give it some thought man.
Jacob sighed "Listen I'm not gonna lie I don't know you. I don't like to do sports, even though I'm fully capable of doing so. I'll think about it as long as you promise to not keep bugging me about it."
Jackson nodded before walking away. Jacob started to turn the thought idea over in his head. It could be good for him, but he didn't need a new family. He had the person he needed and that was his sister. He didn't need this Jackson character screwing with his life by taking time away from his sister. He started to wonder how Ella's homeroom would be going. He was genuinely worried about her...she was so standoffish compared to him where he tried to be open about stuff. He didn't do to good job of it with Jackson but some people just gave him the wrong impression and made him act standoffish.
After the bell rang Ella stood up and went to the girl's bathroom. Her next class was English on the other side of the school, however, it was her first day. She had an excuse. She had already fabricated one for Scott as well, that he was helping show her where to go. In all reality, Ella had memorized the location of the classes before she had gone to homeroom. She passed all of them on the way there, this was perfect for her. She knew the bathroom would be empty because all the girls had crowded the bathroom before homeroom, she herself had not managed to go but she didn't need to. She stood there waiting, and less than a minute after she had walked in Scott walked in as well.
"I know you're new here so how can you help me?" Scott didn't want to do this. He knew he needed help, but how could a new girl who hadn't gone to Beacon Hills before actually help him? He took in her appearance noticed the tattoos and wondered what the girl had gone through to need them. "Hold on, before you start, what's with the tattoos and the outfit?"
Ella looked at him, did she want to answer? She didn't trust Scott yet but he needed help, she felt the two could become close friends if Scott was open to it. The mental war in her head based on this one question was enough to make her see how bad her trust issues were. She didn't care, she brought him here to tell him he was a werewolf. Not to explain herself. "That doesn't matter. That is not the reason I brought you here. I think I can help you. I've noticed you've been hearing things you couldn't before, noticing more, hearing stuff that only those with the ears of a werewolf can hear. I know you may not believe that werewolves are real, but they are, and you Scott may be one."
Scott looked at her, almost appalled at the idea. "Werewolves aren't real. Let's hypothetically say they are. Then what? How do you help me? You can't. You don't even know what you're talking about."
Ella looked at him and tried to control her frustration. "Look Scott, I'm not gonna sugar coat it. I don't trust new people. I don't expose my secrets. Frankly, the only reason I want to help you is because I know what you are. I don't trust you, don't mistake that. I know you don't believe me, so I have no choice but to prove to you what you are. As well as what I am and how I can help you" She closed her eyes and when she opened them they were yellow, it was brief but it was long enough for Scott to notice.
Scott stepped back, it couldn't be real. Maybe it could but there's no way he could be a werewolf. "Y-you..." He couldn't think of the words to say. There was no right way to respond this, there just wasn't. He knew she didn't trust him, she had made that clear, which meant the odds of her answering any of his questions about herself were practically non-existent. "I know you don't trust me but why show me this? Why expose what you are? Werewolves might be real but theirs no chance I am one. How would I even become one? I can't be a werewolf, this is gonna be my year. I can't be one."
"All good questions, I showed you to prove to you that we're real. To prove to you what you are. Look we both know we're gonna be in trouble, the bell rang at least 5 minutes ago. I will answer your questions at a later time, as of right I need to get to class. I fabricated an excuse, just tell your teacher you were helping a new student find their classroom. Give them the name Ella Blackheart, I'm sure it was no secret my brother and I would be coming here. I'll meet you and your friends outside after school, or at lunch if you can find me if you all think it's a good idea. Goodbye for now Scott." She walked out and went to her class, she was late, but the teacher bought her excuse no problem.
Scott stayed there for a second before he went to his class...he had a lot to consider and a lot to bring up to his friend group. They had a werewolf in the school, possibly 2, possibly 4 if Cyrus and himself were to become werewolf.
