True Alpha

Scott McCall // New Werewolf // Hight School student

[ofpointedarrows]

@redeyed-mccall​ 

sometime throughout the night, she and lydia had gotten separated. allison was just enjoying the nature, keeping an eye out because usually woods and dozens and dozens of people could spell trouble. however, her attention turned to a small dog that she was trying to find the owner of that had to be someone who came and accidentally let her off her leash so allison was crouched down, hands running through the dogs fur to pet her. from the corner of her eye she spotted scott, glancing up she offered a small smile, he was very cute after all. “i guess people got a little too excited about the comet and lost their dog.” allison mused, standing up to her full height. “having fun?”  

[redeyed-mccall]

After trying several times to not only find Mary but Stiles too, Scott finally gave up. Just trying to find someone he knew so that he didn’t seem like an awkward spare part. He was quick to notice Allison sat besides a scared dog, trying to reassure it. A  small smile left his lips as he bent down to the animal, his hand instantly moving to pet the dog. ‘’Who’d be more excited about a comet than this little one hm?’’ Scott had a soft spot for animals, especially with him working at the animal shelter a couple times a week. Before standing straight he shrugged. ‘’I was until I somehow managed to loose my best friend in the chaos. How’ve you managed to be on your own?’’

[redeyed-mccall]

🍷 (stiles aye)

send “🍷” for a drunk text that my muse has sent to yours. Scott; Im OUTside Scott: I had some DRINKS Scott: I don’t want to die Scott: By my mom

[redeyed-mccall]

🍷 - allison

send “🍷” for a drunk text that my muse has sent to yours. Scott: I told you it wasn’t a good idea for us to share that WHOLE bottle Scott: Eveyrthing is spinning Scott: And i’m sure my mom is onto me Scott: I may be dead tomorrow

[redeyed-mccall]

🍷”

send “🍷” for a drunk text that my muse has sent to yours. Scott: The room is SPINNING Scott: I think I might be dying... Scott:....WAIT NO ITS GONE  Scott: No its back. HOLD ME

[redeyed-mccall]

ofpointedarrows​:

“of course, for once i was actually prepared on a first day of school.” she laughed softly, thought that was mostly because allison didn’t want to be ready because it had always been a new school every year. “oh yeah? well maybe after school then, i only know my own house and the school we got in yesterday and i’ve only had enough time to unpack one box.” something else she didn’t see a point in, but at least this cute guy was making it a not awful first day. “it’s a pretty small town huh? everyone knows everyone else kind of thing?”

‘‘You might need to teach me how to be organised in that department I think I brought a pencil with me’‘ he shrugged before letting out a chuckle. ‘‘That makes it all the better you don’t know where you’re going....I only kind of do. We’re all set’‘ he paused for a moment before continuing to speak. ‘‘Yeah pretty much, it’s a good and a bad thing. Sometimes nothing happens, Sometimes everything does.’‘

[redeyed-mccall]

controllingcheerleader​:

Scott was acting weird. Like, weirder than his best friend weird. She’d seen his name on the soccer signup sheet and as head cheerleader she immediately wanted to check on if it was a joke or not, but seeing him like this? It was enough to throw the blonde from her train of thought. “Ok, you’re seriously freaking me out right now.”

Scott shook his head for a moment before he let out a nervous laugh. He knew if she was saying he was freaking her out then it  must have been bad but he couldn’t control much at the minute. ‘’Sorry- i’ve got a lot going on I keep zoning out.’’ he shrugged. ‘’I’ll try to be less strange’’’

[redeyed-mccall]

queenbee-lmartin​:

She recognized the face, of course. It was her business to know everyone that went to the school. Or at least be able to identify them. Or rather, she’d made it her business. And he’d never been anything too big in her eyes. Not to be a total bitch, but they ran with different crowds. Cheerleading and parties were her go to and *rarely* did she see that specific face at either of those things. So she’d never looked twice. But the words that slipped past his lips drew a slight quirk to her brow and she tipped her head just slightly, staring at him. “You’ve either got balls of steel, or you’re just *really* stupid.” Her lips pressed in a thin line for a moment before she nodded slightly, deciding she liked his guts. “It’s Scott, right? Let me give you a tip that’ll help you not look so single in the future, sometimes its best to just apologize to a woman and move on. You’ll get much further.”

The werewolf was prepared for the wrath of Lydia Martin and hadn’t realised how he had spoke to her before it was too late. God Stiles was going to kill him. At her words his eyes widened slightly. It was probably the latter it was a pretty stupid thing to say to her of all people. ‘‘I’m not going to pretend i’ve got the balls, and you probably already think i’m stupid.’‘ he shrugged, raising his brow as she spoke his name. Stiles would freak out that she knew at least one of them. At her words his jaw dropped and he began to stutter slightly. ‘‘I-I um, i’ll take that into account the next time. Sorry for walking into you..’‘

[redeyed-mccall]

ofpointedarrows​:

nodding her head, she understood that. “my mom would probably have a heart attack if i skipped class so i get what you mean. i actually have something..” the brunette trailed off, shifting through her backpack and pulled out a small bottle of advil. “it helps, i get them too.” she said before a smile pulled her lips and she nodded. “yeah, allison. mystic falls is so much different than portland.” she mused. “it’s nice to meet you, scott.” 

Scott raised a brow as she said she had something for him and well when she pulled out a bottle of advil he smiled. That may not have been what was wrong with him but the gesture itself was still nice. A smile laced his lips as he took the bottle from her. ‘’Thanks.’’ he shoved one into his mouth to take before sighing softly. ‘’I can imagine it is, I havent known any different i’ve always been here, so if you need a tour guide. I can promise i’ll get you lost somewhere but it will be in mystic falls.’’

[redeyed-mccall]

ofpointedarrows​:

allison hadn’t been paying attention, she was replying to a text message from her mom when she heard the other speak finally and she looked up, pushing her long dark locks out of her face. “oh, sorry. i was texting my mom.” she said, holding her phone up. “but i’ve been here a few minutes.. are you alright? do you need to borrow a phone or something?” 

The dark haired male had noticed the female earlier in the day, she was new he wasn’t sure were from but she was very pretty that much he could tell. As she asked if he was okay he seemed to have calmed down a bit and completely forgotten what was actually happening. Vigorously shaking his head before speaking. “No I’m fine just a bit of a headache my moms not one to let me skip much” he chuckled. “I’m Scott, Allison right?”

[bxtchcraft-bb]

There was nothing quite like a little bit of window shopping to soothe Lydia’s soul. Not that anything was wrong, really, she just felt weird. Like the air right before it stormed, that sort of thing. Which, logically, made absolutely no sense, she was aware, but still. She’d resorted to some weekend shopping, rationalizing that she needed a few new dresses and skirts for the upcoming summer heat. Moving out of the last shop, she tucked the sunglasses back onto the bridge of her nose and started off, bags in hand as she parted the crowd with her steady walk, watching as people moved for her. 

It was something that women often did without realizing, stepping out of the way for a man coming down the same path. She’d stopped it a few years ago and it was insane the amount of times that she’d been bumped into. Most men now walked through the world with a sense of entitlement to everything, and most women walk through feeling as though their existence was something they needed to apologize for. She’d decided she was sick of it and stopped apologizing and acting like she was in the way.  It might have been a mans world, but she’d long since decided that she was The Man. This was just one facet of that. Then again, man or not, she’d just stopped apologizing for pretty much everything unless she had actually done something wrong and warranted it.  

She saw the person coming before they’d collided. And she stayed firm in her movements, knowing well that they would either step out of her way or collide with her and get a piece of her mind, and as she finally slammed into their chest in a losing game of human chicken, a scowl etched itself across her features and she took a staggering few steps back, eyes narrowing as her hands lifted to pull the glasses from her face. 

“Maybe you’re blind, but I’m walking here. Next time, move.”

[redeyed-mccall]

Scott really wasn’t paying any attention, it was hard to these days when he had so many voices moving through his head as each sound both near and far moved through his heightened sense. Trying to focus on walking alone was difficult because he just wanted to push the voices away or control it to the point where he could only listen if he wanted or needed to. But he was not expecting to collide with someone, at such a force it made him jump slightly. But the face of the female scared him just that little bit more. Lydia Martin, Stiles’ crush since forever. Scott found her intimidating while his best friend? he worshiped the ground she walked on. Of course anyone could see that she was beautiful but it also didn’t stay from the fact that she’d become more stern as the years passed. As she spoke Scott’s face filled with confusion, he didn’t want to annoy her anymore than he already had but apparently his brain and his mouth weren’t cooperating with one another and his next words just blurted out. ‘‘Maybe you should watch where you’re going as well it isn’t just you walking.’’ Those would probably be his last words if Lydia had anything to do with it. If only you knew when to shut up Scott.

[stilesfcknstilinski]

“LISTEN-” Stiles started, throwing a dish cloth over his shoulder before then picking up the wash bowl, in which he’d stacked a number of plates and bowls, perhaps a few too many for him to be able to carry. Leaning on the bar of the Mystic Grill he then sighed. “My dad is the sheriff. Now LEGALLY, ‘cause I’m only eighteen, I can’t serve you the strong stuff.” Those final words were placed in air quotes. “Sorry buddy.” Stiles shrugged then.

[redeyed-mccall]

Scott rolled his eyes at his best friend as he once again refused to serve alcohol to him. ‘’Oh so THIS is illegal but tapping into a police radio and showing up at crime scenes isnt?’’ he questioned tilting his head slightly. ‘’It’s one drink come on-- id do it for you.’’

[redeyed-mccall]

Scott wasn’t coping well with his new abilities and the only person who knew about them was Stiles. Hearing almost everything constantly because he wasn’t sure how to focus on just one thing with all his senses heightened. He let out a frustrated sigh as he closed his locker shut. Immediately realising there was someone stood besides him he shot a look their way. ‘’How long have you been there? if it was longer than two seconds ago then ive not heard a single word you said---- sorry my minds elsewhere.’’

[allsonargent]

Scott, you’re my best friend. Okay? And I need you.