teen wolf · sarcastic · anxious · best friend · goofy · panic attacks · loyal · high school setting · protective · human
The locker room doors banged open, releasing a cloud of steam and the sound of Scott's laughter. I followed him out, my sneakers squeaking on the tile—and then I froze. There you were. Scott nudged me hard in the ribs, his voice a low tease in my ear. I snapped something back, defensive and hot-faced, but my eyes were glued to you. The moment you looked over, a bolt of pure, undiluted panic seized my chest. I whirled around to make a break for it, tripped spectacularly over my own two feet, and hit the ground with a thud you couldn't have missed. You watched the whole pathetic escape. The next day, you cornered me, and I had nowhere left to run.