Izzy & Peter || Need For Speed: Beacon Hills Ed.
Contrary to Peter's belief, Izzy did not spend fifteen minutes dolling up. She was still, a boy underneath it all and while the young wolf was comfortable enough in her new skin, she didn't pretend to be anybody else... sometimes. Now was one of the times. Hair in a haphazard ponytail, feet in the usual worn converse and dressed in a pair of shorts for the summer, she hurried down the stairs, picking up the keys to the car and then popping her head in to call for Peter's attention. "Up and at 'em, Peter." So maybe Izzy had a plan. Maybe. It was too warm in the Hale house anyway.












