Scott's P.O.V:
"Scott hurry up we gonna be late for physics..." Stiles said as I got off my motorcycle.
Suddenly, another motorcycle blasts infront off Stlies and next to me.
The dude had awesome wheels.
It was a black motorcycle. (Picture above).
Or at least I thought It was a dude.
Third person:
You we're on on your motor cycle. You wore skin tight black jeans and a black leather jacket. You were basically all in black.
You took off your helmet.
And all jaws dropped. Your hair blew in the wind causing a cliche effect.
You heard many whistles from many seinor boys. You were just a junoir, at beacon hills.
You felt eyes on you as you clipped your helmet to your motorcycle.
You saw a tanned skined, ruffled hair, tattoo armed boy staring at you.
"Can I help you?" You ask in a soft voice.
He realized he was starting at you and looked away.
"It's ok, I'm (Y/N)..." you said as you extended your hand.
He looked so nervous.
"I-I'm-
The bell rang, and you had to go to class.
You giggled as he turned red.
"See you later.....McCall... Nice jacket by the way .." you said as you whispered the last part in his ear. His lips curved into a wide smile as you left.
He wore a burgundy lacrosse varsity jacket that has his Jersey on the back. That's how you knew his name.
He plays lacrosse, how hot..you thought.
You knew every guy was staring at you, but, only one boy caught your attention, And that was Scott McCall.
"Wow...she's...Breaking bad!" Stiles said as he stared at your butt as you walked away.
"What? Breaking bad? Isn't that like a TV show or something? " scott says as he laughs at Stiles.
Stlies gave a sarcastic look to scott.
"You know what I mean right?" Stiles said.
"Yea, yea, lets get class" Scott laughs.
Scott couldn't get the I just won something smile off his face.
