Stilinski

a week after

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school starts:

I woke up at 7 am two hours before school. I get out of my bed, as I walk towards my bathroom in my room. I take a shower and do my skincare. I put on some mascara and lip gloss. I walk towards my room as I take out clothes for the day as I lay them out on my bed. I look at the mirror in front of my bed. I change into my clothes. I look at the clock and it's 8 pm, I go to the kitchen and I make breakfast. I sit and eat it, once I'm done I put on my shoes and walk towards my jeep. I get in it as I drive my way to school.

I'm early, I walk my way into school as I see this red haired girl walking in front of me. I look at the two guys standing in the entry one of them was mumbling about how he likes that redheaded girl. I notice who that guy is, it's the guy from the store, brown eyes, tall, no-hair. He noticed me, looking at me up and down. As the redheaded girl ignores his mumbling, his friend notices how he's not looking at the redheaded girl anymore since she had already walked into the school. He looks at me as I walk by them.

I walk into class and introduce myself and then Allison walks in and does the same thing.

The guy from the store sits in front of me and his friend almost in the back of the class. She sees me and smiles as she takes a seat on the back of the class. When she takes a seat, the guy in front of her turns and gives her a pen. I look at them confused. She didn't even ask him. That's weird, I thought.

Teacher: As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night. And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester.

A body. I'm intrigued. I see the guy in front of me not being in shock when he hears about the body in the woods.

The teacher continues: We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis, on page 133.

Once the class ends. I walk to Allison and we both stand at the lockers. Talking a little about small things. The redheaded girl walks towards us.

Lydia: That jacket is absolutely killer. Where'd you get it?

Allison: My mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco.

Lydia: And you two are my new best friends. Hey, Jackson.

As this guy with a really bad haircut kisses her. Me and Allison just look at each other. I see the guy from the store across the hall with a girl and his friend.

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Girl:

Can someone tell me how the two new girls are here all of five minutes, and are already hanging out with Lydia's clique?

Stiles: Because they are hot. Beautiful people herd together.

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Lydia: So, this weekend, there's a party.’

Allison: A party? She looks at me back at them.

Jackson: Yeah - Friday night. You guys should come.

Allison: Uh, I can't. It's family night this Friday. Thanks for asking.

Jackson: You sure? Everyone's going after the scrimmage.

Me: I'll go

Lydia: great we can meet up there

Allison: You mean like football?

Jackson: Football's a joke in Beacon. The sport here is lacrosse. We've won the state championship for the past three years.

Lydia: Because of a certain team captain.

Jackson: Well, we have practice in a few minutes. That is, if you guys don't have anywhere else to be

Allison: Well, we were going to-

She starts but Lydia interrupts her.

Lydia: Perfect- You are coming.

We walk to the benches and take a seat. After a while I saw the guy from the store. The coach screams at his friend to play or something like that.

Allison: Who is that?

Lydia: Him? I'm not sure who he is. Why?

Allison: He's in my English class.

Me: Um what about his friend, the guy with barely any hair and that is on the bench.

Lydia: I think his name was like Style or Stiles… um Stiles it is. She says sounding more certain

Me: uh okay

I nod not paying much attention to what she said. As I watched the game the guy Allison asked about is really good. Everyone seems surprised by it.

Allison: He seems like he's pretty good.

Lydia: Oh, very good.

I just nod.

Next day

I walk down the hall as I hear noise coming from the guys changing room. I walk beside the door as i try to eavesdrop-

Jackson: All right, little man. How 'bout you tell me where you're getting your juice.

I hear Jackson's voice talking with this other person. After a while i hear Jackson yell.

Jackson: What the hell is going on with you, McCall?

the other guy: What's going on with me? You really wanna know? Well, so would I! Because I can see, hear, and smell things that I shouldn't be able to see, hear, and smell. I do things that should be impossible, I'm sleepwalking three miles into the middle of the woods, and I'm pretty much convinced that I'm totally out of my freaking mind!

I listen until i hear this mcall guy say that, it reminds me of something- The book… The one about the “creatures of beacon hills" The word werewolf pops in my mind. Once i get home again i go to the library cuz of what that mcall guy said. I take out the book. I opened it again. On the first page there are the names of different people with different “creatures” beside their names. I try to look if this Mccall guy is on it. To my surprise he is.

Scott Mcall - Werewolf

I gulp as I remember that Allison said she'd go to the lacrosse game that is tonight. I read more about werewolves and they turn on full moons. I wouldn't just believe this, but ive seen some unbelieving stuff in my life so anythings possible. I wonder about his friend i look for a stiles or Styles but there is no name like that here. I decide that i have to stop him. I do some stalking and I find Stiles' address. I go change into a dark hoodie and some dark sweatpants. I quickly get there. I was just about to knock as i hear scott and stiles arguing in his room. I walk around as I find a way to get on the ceiling. I hide behind the window as I feel someone getting pulled against the wall really hard. In a few secs a chair falls and the mcall guy leaves. I hear stiles sigh.

This is my time. I walk to his window that is already open. I get in, I swear this guy screams at me as a reflex i put my hand on his mouth.

“Shh '' I say looking at him. As he looked at me with wide eyes, slowly he nodded. I take my hand off his mouth.

“What the hell” he says with wide eyes "You- you are" " beautiful, intelligent, charming" i say winking at him. "In my room" "well i guess that too" i say shrugging my shoulders

“First of all why are YOU here, second of all who let you in and last who are you” He says quickly. “Ouch, you don't remember me?” I said teasingly. “ I do remember you, you are the girl i met at the store. but that doesnt answer my questions” “okay” i say rolling my eyes “ Im Valencia Black, and for the record i got in by the window” “im Stiles Stilinski” “ I know who you are” “of course you do” he says “ you somehow managed to find my address, tell me. Were you stalking me?” He says looking at me “Ha in your dreams Stilinski, I'm here for your friend"

"Scott? why are you here for him” he says confused “He's not human is he” Once i say that. I know it's true I could see it in his face, he wasn't even trying to hide it. “how did you know” “I have my ways, now stilinski focus” i snap my fingers for him to get out his confusion. “Is my friend in any danger” I ask as I walk around his room. “Um i don't think so” “ that won't do it for me, define think” “or is that a little too hard for sheriffs little boy” His eye snapped up at me, when i mentioned his dad. Oh so his dad is a touchy subject, Noted. “how do you know” “ It's not my first time here i remember sheriff's little boy” “Wait have we met before” “well internet is a funny thing Stilinski" i say as i walk to his computer, i touch the mouse and i see articles about werewolves "But i can see that you have already seen that " i say turning around to face him as i pick up the chair with a scratch on the back up and take a seat on it.

"I can see that you are enjoying this very much" "indeed i am" i say as he looks at me. He stares into me like into my soul, I don't let that fool me. I stare back with the same intensity waiting for him to look away but he doesn't " you should tell your friend that if he hurts my friend it won't end well" i say as i get up from my chair and walk towards the window "or what you'll hurt him" He says sarcastically, with a daring voice as he walks towards me "i just might" i smirk as i jump out of the window. He's staring. I know he is, so predictable and pathetic, i think to myself.

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