I refuse to seek out Ryan Reynolds' Tumblr account. If it has any value it will find it's way into my dash naturally. This is how the Tumblr ecosystem is meant to work.
At a Mexican restaurant, and I only speak Spanish to my coworkers, it feels like home. And I feel so at peace there. Even with the rushes, it’s like home.
The hours aren’t too bad right now, but I’m excited to work to there. I mean I am working there but still it’s exciting.
Which means I’ll have a schedule to write and finish New Hale in Town. Along with finishing transferring my works from Wattpad.
I might even transfer NHIT to Wattpad.
And I finally got the courage and inspiration to write for season 2 of teen wolf for NHIT.
AND ITS PRIDE MONTH!!!!
So nothing can dampen my enthusiasm this month.
Oh and just to mention, this quarter I got A’s and a B+. So deans list, again.
Okay until next time, when I post a new NHIT chapter and three transfers!
Wattpad Transfer: comes with warning of short Drabble with a little cliche shit + the twins being evil bullies
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You were sitting in the library studying for your final in Chem class. You suddenly felt someone's presence. You've only felt this when it came down to one of the brutal and evil twins. You sat straight and as stiff as cardboard.
"Hey Y/N. How's it going? Oh studying for Chem." It was Aiden and Ethan. They both sat on either side of you when you didn't respond.
"Well hello to you too." Ethan said poking your arm.
"Now, Ethan remember she can roast your ass in a swift eye motion." Aiden warned. Which only gave you the idea of providing heat to his wrist. You practiced so much that it came naturally now. Aiden winced in pain as he held on his wrist.
"Go away now, and I won't burn your hand off." You whispered your threat.
"We simply have a message for you and Scott's pack." Ethan said calmly.
"Yeah, and that is?" You heard Isaac ask from behind you.
"Let Derek come to us and we won't force Scott to kill." He said and dragged Aiden out of the library.
After the library doors closed, Isaac spoke up, "Remind me to never piss you off." He set his bag down and sat besides you.
"Reminder, never piss me off." You said smiling as he kissed your cheek.
"Thanks for that, by the way." You smiled as you stared back at your chem book.
"Why do you put so much pressure on yourself. You are going to pass this test." He reassured you after noticing how you still looked tense.
"I know, I know. I just, I'm stressing because I don't know what my father is. It pisses me off that I don't know what I am." You sighed.
"You and Parish are going to be fine. As long as you have me, you'll be fine." He pushed your hair behind your ear.
"Awe you are too cute." Lydia said from between two bookshelves. "Now, let's study for this final."
Alright, so I should have made a decision on writing season 2 or not by the next chapter. it would help to hear from you guys about it but no pressure.
Hope you enjoy this, it has small drama and a little angst also I am just now realizing…. This chapter has no stiles… wow. Weird. But wow.
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Without any more warning, Peter plunged his claws into your skin, sending his memories into your brain for you to relive them. For you to understand how it was for all those years, stuck in your own brain as your body tries to heal itself over time. The insanity it drove him to, god no wonder he became a horrible angry beast seeking revenge on those who put him there.
Not that you, yourself would resort to such violent actions. But you understood.
You gasped as you shot straight up in a sitting position, Derek coming down to your side when you came to.
“That was… horrifying.” Your breathing was hard and fast, looking between Peter and Derek.
“Now, to teach Scott a thing or two.” Peter says, offering you a hand to help you up. You were hesitant to lift your hand, but did it nonetheless. He pulled you up, fixing your jacket and hair in a caring way. He nodded and turned to leave the same way you came. You followed behind Peter and Derek, keeping an unreadable expression as you passed Stiles on the way out. He watched from behind the desk, too scared to speak up and now too confused seeing you follow them without hesitation.
When you made it to the school, you had to sneak into the locker room before anyone saw you or Derek in public, you’d get punished for not making the game and Derek would get locked up. You waited to hear for Danny to make his exit before you cut the electricity line to the lights, leaving Scott to walk to the door. Once he was there, Derek shoves a lacrosse ball into the room, getting Scott to walk into the showers and see Derek. From your position on the beams, you honestly couldn’t tell if he had a towel wrapped around his waist or not.
Upon seeing Derek, Scott began to ramble. “Oh thank god, where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea what’s been going on?” From out of the shadows, Peter walks out just as you jump off the beams and land quietly on your feet. Derek’s line of sight caused Scott to turn around, “I don’t really get lacrosse.” Peter spoke as Scott looked confused but seemed to be adding it up.
He whispers, “It was you…”
As Peter investigates a lacrosse stick, “When I was in high school, we played basketball, there’s a real sport.” He continues to speak about the origins of lacrosse, how it was used to resolve conflict. “I have some conflict of my own to resolve, Scott.” He sets the stick down, leaning it against the wall, “But I need your help to do it.”
In a gravel tone Scott responds, “I’m not helping you kill people.”
“Well, I’m not gonna kill all of them, just the responsible ones. And it doesn’t have to include…” Peter looked to you and Derek to help with the name. “Allison.”
Scott looks between you and Derek, “You’re on his side? Y/n I know you hate me but seriously?”
“Scott, you just have to see it from his perspective.” Was all you said before Peter began to walk closer to him, his claws extracting. He quickly plunged his claws into the back of his neck sending him into a seizure-like phase as he experienced the trauma he endured, how he accidently killed Laura, killing everyone else from the list of those who caused him the pain.
You reluctantly left him spazzing out on the showers floor, it ached your heart to betray him but you had to come up with a plan to get out of this mess so if that means you have to be the bad guy for a while, then so be it.
The next day, Allison and Lydia wanted to go shopping. But Allison needed to do something first, which is why you three were in the woods a few miles away from any charted path or anything. You had been giving Allison a cold shoulder since you found her behavior with Jackson odd.
“By the way, I wanted to ask if you're okay with something.” Allison asks, you could smell the anger coming off her.
“It involves Jackson, I suppose.” You spoke up, your tone harsh with Allison.
“Yeah, Jackson asked me to the winter formal.”
“Surprise, surprise.” You said, basically mocking her. Lydia reached her hand out for you, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
“Just as friends… I mean it’s not like I would take him to the coaches office during practice to make out with him or anything.” Allison said, sounding way too petty for your liking.
Then out of nowhere, you shouted. “Seriously?!” This caused Allison and Lydia to stop dead in their tracks and face you. “What kind of friends are you? As much as I love Jackson, he’s a tool. He flirted with you just to get under Scott’s skin. You knew that, anyone with eyes could see that so don’t act innocent, I saw the way you were towards Jackson. You like him, even if you like Scott too. You have or had feelings for Jackson. I could smell it off you. And yes Lydia made out with Scott in Finstocks office but you weren’t together. You broke it off with him because of your own inadequate feelings!” You pant from your outburst.
“So could you please stop acting petty and be real friends to each other?” You sighed, feeling like a weight has been lifted from your shoulders. Allison and Lydia’s expression softens.
“I’m sorry, to both of you. I’ll admit I was a little jealous and mad hearing about it, but my boyfriend wasn’t the one emotionally cheating on me. I’m sorry Lydia, if I’m the reason why you and Jackson aren’t together anymore.” Allison spoke the truth, causing Lydia to just scoff.
“Oh please, it was doomed from the start, I’m really sorry I made out with Scott.” Lydia apologized sincerely, giving you a rush of good vibes coming off of the two girls.
“Oh yay, now that we’re all made up, Allison, why did you bring us here?” You asked, causing the girls to giggle slightly. Allison crouches down and opens the carrier bag she had to reveal an archer's bow with a few headless arrows. She began to screw a bulb shaped arrowhead onto one.
“What does that do?” Both you and Lydia asked, Allison just smiled before responding, “We’re about to find out.”
She stands up, hooks the arrow onto the string and draws it back, in the next second she sends it flying towards a tree. Upon impact it exploded, almost like a small firework. The sparks it gave off caused you to be blinded by it for a while.
“What the hell was that?” You heard Lydia’s astonished voice as you brought a hand up to your eyes. “I don’t know.”
“Well, now I know to avoid your family’s garage.” You winced as you tried to blink away the after image.
“Wait, that affected you? How?” Allison’s voice carries worry, Lydia grabs a hold of your arm to make sure you knew she was there.
“You know how when you stare into the sun for too long,” You asked, getting a short yes from them. “Like that only much worse.”
“Well… that was fun. Any more lethal weapons you wanna try out that may affect Y/n negatively?” Lydia asks, you heard a twig snap in the distance but since your eyes are still being affected by that spark Allison goes to check it out. You heard a fourth heart beat, then you smelled the familiar cologne in the air. It was Scott.
“But… but…” Lydia whines, you squeeze her hand. “It’s okay Lydia, I won't let anything happen to you.”
“You are currently blind! How could you help me while blind?”
“My vision is coming back, no need to fret.” You chuckled as the trees came into view and then Lydia, who was holding onto the bow and no Allison in sight.
“Can’t you use your hearing or smelling to know who it is?”
“Oh I have, it’s just Scott.” You said, listening in on what was going on. Hearing Allisons taser go off you smiled, “And he was just tased. Ha!” You laughed, continuing to listen and giving Lydia a play by play. “He followed her… to return her necklace… which he found at school. Awe they're having a cute little moment.”
Once Allison returned, she still had a great smile on her face. You and Lydia gave her a knowing look.
After you made it home from spending the whole day with Lydia and Allison, you let yourself fall onto your bed. Your parents were probably somewhere dealing with work, you had yet to tell them about Peter. You were just about to call your mom when your phone rang, Derek’s contact pulling up.
“Derek?”
“Meet me at the school, it’s time for Jackson to be dealt with.” Was all he said before hanging up.
“That could have been a text.” You sighed, locking the front door before sprinting to the school. Once you met with Derek you walked into the weight room, Jackson was playing rock music as he worked out. Derek turned the music off, causing a very pissed off Jackson to begin to yell.
“I like your taste in music. Haven’t heard this one in a long time.” he puts on a specific song, once jackson noticed who it was that changed the music he grabs his lacrosse stick. He huffs, “I’m not scared of you.”
As Derek walked towards him, you could smell the fear radiate off of him. “Come on… I'm not afraid.”
Then you came out from the shadows, “Yeah, you are Jack.” He turned to you, his breath picking up. “You think you're all tough, but making yourself a bully doesn’t get rid of the fact that you are just a scared little boy without a place in the world.”
“But you don’t have to worry about that anymore. Not when you’re one of us.” Derek adds to your taunting. Jackson looks between you and Derek, then nods his head, agreeing to follow you. Derek leads the way out of the school.
Unbeknownst to any of you, Kate Argent had assigned herself to watch over Jackson to get to the alpha. She watched when you three left, she had only gotten a sight of the back of your head and realized that they missed a whole werewolf in their search of the Alpha.
You lead Jackson all the way to the Hale house. “This is it? This is the place?”
“Go ahead.”
“Is it safe? I don't want rafters falling on my head.”
“Go inside, Jack.” You said in annoyance. Just Jackson walks up the steps, he turns around. “What’s in here?” He asked, looking at you. “Everything you want.”
He walks up the door, Derek quickly and quietly makes it to him and places a hand on his shoulder, “It’s gonna be alright, trust me.”
“This house, it’s the same house.” You hear Jackson mutter as you enter the house and close the door.
“What?”
“I’ve dreamt about this place. I remember the staircase, these walls, I remember everything”
“You’ve been here?” Jackson turns around feeling Derek come closer.
“No, Never. I dreamt it.” After taking in the look of what seems to be anger, he realizes. “There’s no one else here.” Derek shakes his head no, you stood at the side watching, “And no one else is coming?”
Derek shakes his had no again and extracts his claws. This terrifies Jackson, you thought that you were gonna turn Jackson not kill him. As he falls to the stairs and begins to beg for his life and cry.
“Don’t you think Y/n would save you? No one’s coming to save you.There’s a reason no one cares that you drive an expensive car. No one cares that you have perfect hair and no one cares that you are captain of the lacrosse team.”
Then from out of nowhere, “Excuse me, co-captain.” Scott jumped down from the top of the stairs, landing in front of Jackson.
Derek growls, expecting you to stand on his side. But much to everyone's surprise you end up standing with Scott. Derek speaks with a growl, “Move.” To which you and Scott growled back, “No.”
“Fine. I’ll kill you too.”
Then you heard something from behind the door, then the unremarkable sound of an arrow getting shot. “Cover your eyes!” You screamed right as it broke through the glass window and the sparks were activated. You pushed Jackson to move and hide in the hallway right as the bullets started spraying everywhere, unknowingly getting shot in the arm. Scott gets shot with a magic bullet, you get out from your hiding spot to move Scott, getting yourself shot again in the process.
“Take him and go!” Derek shouted from the living space, “Derek, I'm not leaving you.” You shouted as you heard the hunters begin to reload their guns. “GET OUT OF HERE!”
Reluctantly you dragged Scott out of the house from the back, forgetting about Jackson for the moment. Scott began spitting out black blood as you basically carried him through the forest. He was gasping and wheezing. You made it a few miles away before you began to cough up blood too. Scott fell to the ground, you were too weak to continue holding him up. You fell to your knees, wheezing alongside Scott. Then from the shadows you see someone coming towards you. You felt like he was coming to save you.
“You’re gonna be alright.” Deaton said as he picked Scott up and hauled him over his shoulder before holding you up long enough to get you to his car. You fought the urge to pass out but the power of the wolf's bane was too strong, you awoke inside the veterinary with Scott on the metal exam table. You were sitting on a chair to the side. Your arm and thigh had a bandage around where the bullet wound would have been.
You gasped and coughed as you woke up, you felt like you were just run over by a train. “Careful now, you’re safe. Your parents asked me to look out for you whenever they are out of town. We’re long time friends.”
“What are you?” Was all you asked before unconsciousness overtook you once again.
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"Y/N, come here!" You heard your brother yell from downstairs. You rushed down the stairs and to the kitchen where he was with Scott.
"Yes, dear brother of mine?" You jumped and sat on the counter top.
"Can you please tell your boyfriend to get his I.E.D. werewolf ass in this house within the hour?" Stiles asked sounding annoyed.
"First of all, he isn't my boyfriend. Second of all, he's already here." You said pointing to the door just as he knocked at it.
"How the damn hell?" Stiles muttered stumbling to the door and opening it to reveal a smiling Liam.
"Hey, look, my I.E.D. werewolf ass is in your house." Liam patted Stiles' shoulder and slowly walked over to you.
"Hey Y/N." He waved at you. You smiled and headed upstairs.
"What happened?" Liam asked when he knew you were on the stairs.
"Don't know, I called you her boyfriend, she got all in denial." Stiles shrugged.
"Oh.. okay." He said remembering about the night before.
He asked you to come over for dinner to meet his parents. They asked if you two were a couple, he answered immediately no. Then tried to backtrack and say you were 'figuring it out' but ended it with no.
"What did you do?" Scott asked as he got protective.
"Nothing, at least I don't think I did anything." He said with a confused look.
"What did you say at your stupid dinner?" Stiles asked sighing.
"Nothing!" Lie.
"Spill, what did you say?" Scott demanded.
"My mom asked if we were together. I said no, we were figuring it out but no." He explained with remorse, knowing he fucked up.
"That's what you did. You idiot! Go! Go up there and apologize. Right now." Stiles pointed towards the stairs.
"okay" was all he said before he walked up the stairs and to your room. He knocked once. Nothing. Knocked again, nothing. Knocked a third time. Nothing, again.
He walked in to see the window opened, and not a Y/N in sight. He popped his head out the window and found you on the roof.
"How did you get up here? I barely made it." He attempted to make a joke as he finally made the crawl to you. He failed.
"I've gotten so used to it, muscle memory by now." Was all you said not taking your eyes off the horizon.
"I'm sorry for what I said last night at dinner. I didn't really know what we were. I still don't. I'm confused on this whole thing. You would literally be my first relationship thing person." He explained, not taking his eyes off of you.
"Liam, just go home. I don't want to hear it. We aren't a thing, so you don't have to worry about it. Just forget abou-" You were interrupted by Liam soft lips on yours. He took you by surprise. He parted and rested his forehead on yours.
"I like you, you weirdo. And I want us," He motioned to you and him "to be a thing. I want us to be, together. Like couple together."
"Okay" You giggled and rested your head on his shoulder as you both stared off to the horizon.
"Are you finally a 'thing'?" You heard Stiles shout from your window.
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"Hey, Y/N! Get your cute butt down here and help me make dinner!" You heard Derek shout to you from the kitchen. You ran downstairs to see Dereks back as he cut something you couldn't see.
"Did you just compliment me on my butt?" You asked as you walked behind him and wrapped you arms around his torso. He was cutting the tomatoes.
"Yes, now help me finish cooking." You kissed his shoulder, walking away to lean on the free countertop.
"Derek.. you know I don't really like cooking." You mumbled, he stopped cutting. He turned to you, hands immediately finding your waist.
"Yeah, well I am hungry and Cora is coming over. So, I need your help to finish this." He said against your neck. His warm breath tickling you.
"Yeah, but I think you look good when you cook." You whispered in his ear as he kissed down your neck. He picks you up and places you on the counter. You wrapped your legs around his torso as his lips hungrily attacked yours. A moan passing your lips and muffled by his.
"You can't moan like that when my sister is supposed to come over." He said brushing his lips against yours.
"Yeah, well you can't kiss me like that when your sister is supposed to come over." You laughed pushing him away and jumping off the counter to walk back upstairs.
"Well that's not fair!" You heard Derek holler at you.
"Well, then you'll just have to finish cooking faster." You mumbled knowing he would hear you.
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You walked out the exit doors of the school. Lydia and Scott had been non-stop texting you telling you to go with them shopping. You had no idea why they couldn't ask someone else to go.
As you made your way to Lydia's parked car. Scott was pushing Stiles to admit that he's had a crush on you since the 7th grade.
"Stiles, just admit it already! There is nothing more manly than a guy admitting his feelings!" Scott shook his best friend by his shoulders.
"About his newly found crush on his best friend! Yeah, nothing more manly than that!" Stiles remarked sarcastically.
"It isn't a newly found crush. It's an oldly known love for your best friend." Lydia corrected him.
"Guys, I don't love her. I've just had a crush on her since the 7th grade. No biggie." Stiles shrugging, sarcastically, yet again.
"Dude! Just tell her how you feel! I'm getting sick of smelling the pain you have whenever she's talking about Isaac or even Aiden." Scott said smacking his best friend upside the head.
"Okay, fine! I like Y/N! You happy?!" Stiles shouted at his two ridiculous friends. You finally made your way to Lydia's car when Stiles was pulling at his long hair.
"Y/N told me she was going on a date with Isaac this Saturday." Lydia informed Scott and Stiles not knowing that you were a few cars away.
"Wait, what? She's ditching me? We were going to watch Star Wars. Well I was going to make her watch Star Wars." He sighed. You walked closer. Listening in.
"Dude! Stop that! You heart is beating like crazy! You need to tell her how you feel! Like now!" Scott smacked him once again.
"Buddy. Stop it with the smacking. I'll tell Y/N my feelings when I have the courage." Stiles sighed. Making you freeze in your spot from behind him.
"I like her -actually I think I freaking love her. Okay maybe not. She's an amazing person. She so kind hearted. And she's so funny. I think she's the only other girl I know who can make Coach not yell at them. She's also the only other girl who knows how to play Lacrosse. She's crazy gorgeous. And I'm scared I'm losing my best friend." He huffed looking at the ground.
"I just can't get myself to tell her. To tell her; 'I've liked you since the freaking 7th grade and you drive me insane whenever you come to me with guy problems. It literally kills me! And I like you, Y/N.' Why can't I get myself to tell her that?" Stiles asked Scott. For some reason you decided to speak up now.
"Well you kind of already did..." You tried to joke. But obviously that didn't help at all.
"Jesus freaking christ!" Stiles shouted, spazzing out. Scott and Lydia took this as their cue to leave.
"Uhm.. hello there.." You said awkwardly.
"Talk about awkward." You said in a high pitched voice. Stiles scratch the back of his neck.
"Uhm.. hey.. Y/N. H-how much did you Uhm hear?" He stammered.
"The whole thing.." You chuckled. Swaying backward then forward.
"Since like the beginning? When Scott yelled at me to just admit it already? Or after? When I said I thought you are crazy gorgeous?" He asked, talking a little too fast for your liking.
"Stiles.. when I mean the whole thing I mean when you admitted them. In actual words..." You said awkwardly.
"When you mention Scott to stop the smacking." You explained.
After a few moments of awkward tense and awkward looks you spoke up.
"Well I'm gonna head back to class. See you later. Goodbye." You awkwardly back away. But stopped when Stiles pulled you back.
"Wait, Y/N, I don't want this to be awkward. And I know you. You are the definition of awkward." He stated with a stiffled laughed. You chuckled and nodded. It was true. You are severely awkward.
"Okay..." You walked back. He took a step closer to you.
"Scott told me about how when I'm brought in a conversation, your heat speeds up. Is that true?" He asked, locking eyes with you. You gulped. You did indeed had a a slight crush on Stiles. It started freshmen year but dialed down a notch when you had a boyfriend over the summer but when sophomore year came around the corner, you were under his spell yet again.
"Maybe..? I don't pay attention to my heartbeat." You lied.
"Liar." He stated making you 'pffft'
"I thought McCall was the werewolf?" You hadn't noticed how close you were. His hands laid on your waist. Your hands were to themselves.
"Oh he is, you just have a tell." You raised your eyebrow. He continued "Your eyebrow twitches."
"No it doesnt!" Lie. You realized this when your mother asked if you were on drugs, with all the sneaking around and coming home late and wanting to sleep in. Eventually the Sheriff and Mama McCall told her all about the supernatural. You with her of course!
"Lie, again." He said laughing. You finally gave in.
"Yes okay. I have a framing crush on you, you sarcastic idiot." You said smiling as he pulled you into his chest and kissed you.
It felt like the freaking fourth of july in your stomach. You pulled away, happily.
"Just ask her to be your girlfriend already!" You heard Lydia holler.
You giggled. "Will you-"
"Yes, you idiot!" You giggled and kissed his cheek.
"Finally!" Scott, Lydia, Isaac, Aiden and Kira cheered as they popped out from hidding behind cars.
"What the hell?" Stiles asked as the sight of Ethan cheering for him.
"Okay, let's go shopping!" Lydia squealed getting in her car.
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You walked down the hallway with your head held high. The night before you and Lydia were kidnapped and almost strangled by the one and only, Darah. A.K.A. your English teacher, Miss. Blake. She called her the wailing women. And you. She called you The Guardian. Supposedly you are a very rare type of supernatural being. In other words Lydia is a banshee the women who predicts death from the spirits. You were an angel. You provide protection and many many fighting skills.
You deep into a thought of being angel and the perks of being one. Which there were a lot. When Scott came up from behind you and pushed you into a classroom. We're you found Stiles, Lydia, Allison, Isaac and Derek.
"You're an angel!" Stiles said, bluntly.
"No shit." You said annoyed of him already. You had so many powers and abilities. But you had no control over them and one of them was telekinesis. You, accidentally threw a desk to the far wall.
"Damn, sorry." Stiles raised his hand in he air defensively.
"Y/N, you did that? Cool." Isaac said.
"Y/N, you need to learn how to control your abilities." Derek said sternly.
"I know that. I've been practicing." You admit you have been practicing. You didn't sleep because you were too busy learning.
"Like?" He pushed.
"I've learned teleportation, voice mimicry, superhuman strength, and telekinesis. But I'm a little rough on the telekinesis." You said looking at Derek who probably the only one here who didn't push much.
"Y/N, can you teleport to like China or something?" Isaac asked. That's when you disappeared from the classroom to behind Isaac, in the blink of an eye.
"Where'd she go?" Allison asked.
"I'm just right here." You said from behind Scott now. He jerked his head to see you. A smile danced on everyone's face. Even Derek.
"Oh this is going to be fun." Derek laughed. Once everyone left to their classes. It was only Scott and you.
He pulled you into a kiss. You smiled against his lips.
Damn, why is she so amazing? You telepathically heard Scott ask himself.
She really is an angel now. Scott, do not let her go... ever.
"Trust me Scott, I'm not going anywhere." You muttered against his lips.
"How did you-" He asked.
Can she hear me telepathically?
"Yes Scott, yes I can." You kissed his cheek and left. Leaving him confused but amazed.
within the next couple of days I'll be transferring more of my wattpad works over and revising them but keeping them roughly along the original post.
They will come with warnings of cringe or even cliche and a lot of cheesy stories. Then later once I have more posted I will begin to edit my masterlist so you know which are drabbles.
It will give you warning what was transferred so you can tell the difference in the plots and shit
but anyways upcoming this week I will be posting drabbles for Scott, Liam, Stiles, Derek and Isaac.
For New Hale In Town I just posted chapter 9! So chapter 10 should be posted within the next four days
Can I just say how fast the end is coming and I am still on the fence about writing for season 2... well anyways hope you enjoy this one, it’s a bit of a mess but I like it.
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While Derek was at the school tracking the alpha, Scott, Stiles and yourself were decoyed to distract and seperate the hunters. You drove Derek’s camry with Stiles in the passenger seat and Scott in the back, even though you weren’t yet on talking terms with Scott. Derek had forced you to be okay with him helping because you all want the same thing; alpha werewolf out of the picture.
After turning a harsh right, Stiles spoke up in a rushed tone. “Maybe go a little faster?”
Causing Scott to chime in, “Much faster.”
Immediately, you looked in the rearview mirror at Scott. “Shut up.” As you changed gears and stepped on the gas pedal. The hum of the car gives you an exhilarating feeling, who knew a car chase would be so entertaining.
“Okay, Y/n/n… babe” Stiles tried to get your attention, but you instantly cringed at his pet name.
“Ew, don’t call me that.”
“Sorry, just trying something new. But Y/n/n, I don’t think you grasp the concept of a car chase, here.” Stiles slightly berates you as he keeps an eye on the car behind you.
“If she goes any faster, she’ll kill us.” Scott intervenes.
“Well, if she doesn’t go faster, they’ll kill us!” Stiles freaked out on his best friend in the backseat.
“Oh my god, just shut up!” You groaned, annoyance was their best quality. You changed the gears once more, stepping on the pedal even heavier.
“Where’d they go?” Stiles said, you looked in the mirrors and noticed they turned away.
“Check the police radio.”
Stiles turns the radio on, “Suspect is on foot, heading into the iron works.”
You tilt your head as you turn a corner and head towards where Derek would be. Upon seeing him, crouching behind a forklift, you drifted near him. Stiles opens the door then slides into the back with Scott.
“C’mon, Get in!” You yelled, swinging your arm to encourage him to be faster.
Once he was in, you didn’t even care if he had closed the door or not. You drove off as a hunter started to fire multiple shots towards Derek.
“What part of lying low, don’t you get?” Both you and Scott start to lecture him.
“Damn it! I had him!” Derek yells as he hits his dashboard aggressively.
“Who? The Alpha?” Stiles’ head popped up in the front.
“Yes! He was right in front of me and the friggin’ police showed up.” You could hear just how angry he was.
“Oh, hey, they’re just doing their jobs.” Stiles adds, getting an angry look from Derek. Stiles slowly backs up into his seat.
“Yeah thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!” Derek gives a pointed look to Scott.
“Can we seriously move past that?” He asked, causing you to scoff. “I made a dumbass mistake. I get it.”
“I literally gave you so many chances to say that it wasn’t Derek. After several chances to make it better it isn’t a dumbass mistake, it’s a dumbass choice made out of fear and misplaced resentment..” You said angrily, earning a smirk from Derek. He was proud at how much you embodied the Hale name, growing up without it as your family history it was almost cosmically beautiful how you turned out so much like his family.
As you drove you let the boys bicker, Derek explaining to the boys about everything he knew. You had already been informed about a lot of things, you didn’t really want to be in the middle of their fighting. But chimed in when Derek showed the group what Harris drew for him, it was Allison's pendant.
“Allison’s necklace?”
The next day, your mom had informed you that you’d have to go a little longer without your car due to accepting work further into the city. Which wasn’t as big of a problem that your mom thinks it is. Allison already planned on taking you to school now that her father felt more comfortable with it after the events of that terrible night in the school weeks before. Coincidentally giving you the perfect time span to ask about her necklace.
You were just putting your dishes away when you got a message saying she was right outside. You gathered your school bag ready to leave the house when your parents intervened and handed you a packet of stapled papers.
“What’s this?” You asked before even looking at it.
“Well, we already talked about it with Derek, since we all know the truth and you and Derek get along so well we wanted to ask you if you’d like to change your name, if we should all change our names. To Hale.” You dad said as he and your mom pulled out their forms, a proud smile on both of their faces.
“Wait, seriously?” You asked in disbelief, was this the right time to change your names?
“I know times are a little trying right now, so just think about it. You don’t have to make the decision today.”
“We can wait until after all this alpha business is dealt with.” You mom added. You set the packet on a table near the door, embracing your mom and dad in a hug.
“Thank you, I’ll think about it.” You were equally scared and joyful, if you reveal your true family lineage your lives would be put into jeopardy. But how exciting would it be to finally be able to show everyone, not just your friends, your family line.
With a great smile on your face, you opened the front door and basically skipped to Allison's car.
After trudging through a few classes, finding out the basics about Allisons necklace, how she got it and what it means, you were finally able to take a break and sit outside. You decided on watching something on Netflix until your next class.
You were putting your laptop away when Stiles randomly showed up, not that you were complaining, you always enjoy his presence.
“You want to come over after school to help me with tracking down how Allison got that text?” Stiles asked as he walked close enough to tower over your sitting body.
“How are you going to do that?”
“Danny’s coming over to work on our chemistry project.”
“And?” Stiles offers you a hand to pull you up off the ground.
“And I may have looked up his arrest report.”
“Danny was arrested for computer hacking?” You asked, astonished that you hadn’t heard about this before, you pulled your hand away from Stiles to pull your backpack on your shoulders.
“Yeah… hey while we’re on the topic of finding out things, did you find anything about the necklace?”
“I might have.”
“Are you going to share it with the class or are you still too mad at Scott to talk to him?” Stiles asked, giving you a knowing look.
“Now that you mentioned it…” You paused for dramatic effect, “Yes. Just because Derek’s letting it slide, I’m not.” You said sternly.
“Is there anything I can say that’ll make you feel better about it?” Stiles asked as you began to make your way inside the school.
“Nothing you say will make me forgive him.” You said softly, it’s not like you like being mad at him and not talking to one of your best friends. It was all so confusing because on one hand you can understand why he did what he did but on the other hand, Derek didn’t want this for him and he still reached out to offer his help in his own way. Scott knew there couldn’t be any possibility of Derek being the one who bit him and caused all the terror in this town.
“Stiles! Y/n!” You hear Scotts voice from across the courtyard, as you turn to look at him you see him rush to you and Stiles. “Jackson knows!” He slightly pants, due to running and the fact that he was freaking out.
With the hall door being held open by a wooden plank, you walked into the school first. “How the hell did he find out?”
As you turned into the hallway, where you saw the alpha on the roof, you felt a sense of panic coursing through your veins. You walked alongside Stiles and Scott as they talked about Scott’s Jackson problem.
“Since Y/n here is still too mad at you-”
“I’ve said I was sorry plenty of times-”
“Doesn’t make up for it, does it? Derek’s on the run when he shouldn’t be.”
“Scott, get the necklace. Y/n, try not to kill any chances Scott has with Allison.” Stiles lets out a deep exhale, grabbing a hold of your hand and basically dragged you to your next class.
You sat through class, not paying attention to anything your teacher was blabbing about. You were replaying every encounter with the alpha. How meticulous he was with his attacks, you knew he was on a revenge mission but for what or who. Even when the bell rang, you didn’t really move. Stiles walked up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder, bringing you back to the present. He was worried for you, he always worried about and now even more so because of the supernatural aspects of your lives.
He was successful in distracting your mind by taking you to lunch, you sat in front of the boys and barely touched your food then you heard Jackson whispering from across the cafeteria. He was taunting Scott, who wasn’t very good at pretending not to be able to listen.
“Say something! Talk to me!” Scott pleads with Stiles, making you chuckle.
As you listened to Jacksons taunting, you actually began to become enraged with him. He was saying the cruelest things to him.
“I’m gonna ruin your life, if you don’t give me what I want. And you know who I'm gonna start with? Her.”
You rolled your eyes, he sounds like a jealous toddler who’s favorite toy was given to someone else during his naptime.
As Jackson continues his assault with words and threats, you notice Scott getting angry. His hands gripped onto the lunch tray. You reach across the table and place a hand on his, “Don’t give him the satisfaction of getting to you.”
Scotts grip softens, looking up to you with soft eyes. The anger slowly dissipated. You abruptly stood up, the sound of the chair squeaking against the tile floor making the room silent. You looked over to Jackson, who was hiding next to the drinks vending machine, with a hateful expression. You felt a little betrayed, a lot of anger but mainly disappointment. All you wanted to do was wipe that smirk off his face.
After your final classes of the day you made your way to the library to finish your homework with Lydia. Since becoming friends with her, she had been helping you with class work you didn’t understand and now it’s become routine to do homework together. Before you would have guessed that she was as dumb as rocks, but now after getting to know her you know better than that. She only acted dumb for Jacksons benefit. For the past 15 minutes you had been trying to tell Lydia about Jacksons odd behavior towards Allison, but had refused to listen to nonsense, even though in the back of her head she knows it to be true.
When the bell rang signifying the end of school, Lydia got a text from Jackson which halted the process of putting things into your bags.
“What's wrong?” You asked when you noticed she was staring at her phone in disbelief.
“Jackson.”
“What a-” Lydia handed her phone to you, quickly shutting you up.‘Lydia, please give up my spare house key at your earliest convenience as we are no longer dating.’ read on her screen, your hand reaches your mouth as your lips form a perfect ‘O’ “-as asshole”
She rips the phone out of your hands, angrily walking out of the library. “Okay, I’ll just stay here…” You shouted out to her, once the door slammed open against the wall and she was out of sight you lowered your tone. “... with your personal stuff and she’s gone.”
After several minutes she came back the same way she left, angry. She gathered her stuff with a huff, takes a look at you and sighs. She gives a sharp nod and walks out gracefully, confused as you follow after her. Once you get into the car you look over to her and see her instantly relax into her seat. You two sat in the parking lot for roughly 10 minutes, and she accepted her defeat. She dropped you off with Stiles before going home to cry into her pillow until it was time for the game.
Aas you walked up the stairs you used your hearing to listen to the commotion in Stiles’ room.
“You’re a horrible person.” You hear Danny and Stiles whisper, “I know, it keeps me awake at night. Anyway, about that text.”
You opened the door, walking in just as Derek raised his voice. “Stiles!” Danny, Stiles and yourself looked over to your shirtless cousin waving a brown shirt. “None of these fit.”
Danny turns to the computer, typing away at it as he speaks, “I’ll need the ISP, the phone number, and the exact time of the text.”
Derek turns to look through the shirts once more while Stiles raises his hands in victory. You stood at the door, your hand on the doorknob and a confused look on your face. “Do I wanna know?”
Derek and Danny barely took a glance at you as they responded, “No.” Stiles looks at you with the greatest smile on his face, giving you a thumbs up.
You sat on Stiles’ bed, opening your backpack and throwing Derek a shirt that you kept for emergencies.
“Wait, is this mine?” Derek asked as he slid it over his head.
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to.” was all you said before standing up to go look over Danny’s shoulder.
After a few minutes Stiles and Danny switched places, which then Stiles gave up his seat for you to sit in. You watched Danny with amusement in your eyes.
“You don’t have to watch my every move, I’ll tell you when I find it.” Danny said with a slight chuckle, you smiled at him.
“Yeah, I know. I just like watching people do their thing.” You were able to get him to laugh a little, causing Derek to give you a weird look and Stiles to roll his eyes from behind you.
Danny slightly grunts, something was giving him trouble, then a few moments later he sighs, “There. The text came from a computer.” Then he points to a section at the bottom of the screen. “This one.”
You read the red writing, Beacon Hills Hospital- Melissa McCall.
“Registered to that account name?” Derek asked, leaning in a little further from behind Danny.
“No, no, no, no, no” You whispered repeatedly.
“That can’t be right.” Stiles said, confused.
Once you were able to get Danny to leave Stiles’ house it was already basically dark, Derek began to string together a theory to why the text that landed Allison, Lydia, and Jackson at the school that terrorizing night, was sent from Melissa McCalls account.
You chimed in for different possible reasons, maybe she was hacked or someone just used her login information. The ER can get pretty busy so it wouldn’t be a surprise for that to be true.
“Look there has to be something else to it, Derek she doesn’t know anything about werewolves.” Stiles argued with Derek. “Y/n, now would be a great time to divulge certain information you are withholding.”
“What did you find out?” Derek asked.
“Basically nothing, Allisons necklace was given to her by her aunt Kate. The necklace symbolizes that her family are hunters. There’s no inscription or anything…” You trailed off, something in your brain was trying to make a connection. Meanwhile Derek and Stiles come up with the idea to go to the hospital to confront Melissa.
Stiles parked the jeep as he talked on the phone with Scott.
“Y/n already told us that there isn’t anything on it or even about it.” Stiles says as Scott brought up what he found in the book that necklace was attached to.
Derek grabs onto Stiles’ wrist and yanks the phone to his face, Stiles cringes his face in pain “Other than the fact that it was given to her by her aunt.”
“If she already knew nothing was on it then why didn’t she tell me… and where are you? You’re supposed to be here, you're first line?” You hear Scott wince in pain as coach Finstock talks to him.
“You’re not gonna play if you’re not here to start.” Scott adds
“I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him– tell him I’ll be there I'll just be a little bit late, okay? Alright, thanks.” He hangs up, putting his phone in his jacket pocket and sighs.
“We’re not gonna make it.” You said sadly, you hated missing games.
“I know.” Stiles groans.
“You didn’t tell him about his mom either.” Derek’s tone sounds not at all worried, making you want to laugh.
“Not ‘till we find out the truth.”
There was a moment of silence as you three looked towards the hospital, then Derek spoke up.
“By the way, one more thing.” They look at each other before Stiles responds. “Yeah” You watched from the backseat as Derek quickly grabs a hold of Stiles’ head and slams it into the steering wheel.
“Oh, god! What the hell was tha-” Stiles groans, you hold in a laugh while Derek points a finger at him, “You know what that was for!”
“Go, go!” Derek instructs, Stiles reluctantly getting out of the jeep then helping you out.
As you searched the hospital for Melissa you were still stuck on why the alpha is looking for the necklace, then he would be searching for the owner, which before this year belonged to Kate Argent. If this entire time the alpha is acting on revenge then Kate Argent is the end game.
After a while of searching with no luck Stiles called Derek, meaning he couldn’t hear you when you whispered, “He’s after her aunt Kate,” but with the recent findings of why Harris was, in a sense, attacked then that would mean they were connected by doing something to cause the alpha pain all those years ago. Your eyes went wide, everything was making sense now. Everyone involved must be getting their due justice, in the alpha's eyes.
Stiles walked towards Peter’s room, you followed closely behind. “He’s not here. He’s gone, Derek.”
With everything you know your mind raced and connected all the dots. In the same second you found your answer, Derek came to the same conclusion, the alpha was Peter.
“Stiles, he’s the alpha. We got to go.” You rushed Stiles, getting back into the hallway only for Peter to come out from around the corner.
His half burned face on display, “You must be Stiles and my darling niece, Y/n.”
Siles slightly gasps, intertwining your hands and turning towards the exit but is stopped by Peter's nurse, Jennifer. “What are you doing here?” In a creepy tone she continues, “Visiting hours are over.”
Stiles looks between the two, “You… and him. You’re– you’re the one who– oh my– and he's the– oh my god.” You stood your ground, keeping Stiles shielded from Peter as Derek knocks out Jennifer.
“That’s not nice, she’s my nurse.” Peter almost taunts.
“She’s a psychotic bitch helping you kill people.” Derek claps back, signifying for Stiles to move, “Get out of the way.”
“oh, damn.” Is all he says before he crouches down and you shove him out of the way and behind Derek.
“You think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family?” Peter comes at Derek, Derek growls at him then pounces to attack. You drag Stiles away from them as Peter tosses Derek from wall to wall. You get Stiles and yourself crouching behind a desk.
“You’re not fighting him again.” Stiles whispered as he grabbed a hold of your jacket, you hear Peter describe what it was like to be trapped in a body slowly healing itself, cell by cell.
You intertwined your hand with his, “I’m not leaving you.” changing your tone to a sincere one. He let out a breath he was holding in, relaxing enough to let go of your jacket. The sound of glass shattering brought you back to reality, you could feel the pain Derek was feeling even though he was in the room.
Stiles can feel every flinch you make, almost like you were stopping yourself from going to Derek’s side. He knew how it was breaking your heart listening to Derek fight a losing battle with the alpha. Then he accepted it, Stiles accepted the fact that you are a Hale. It’s in your nature to help. So he let you go. “Go help him.”
You whipped your head to Stiles, “What?”
“Go help your family. I’ll stay out of the way.” He all but pushed you away, getting the hint and taking off. Trailing after the smell of Derek's blood.
Once you reach Peter and Derek, Peter retract his claws from the back of Derek’s neck. Derek fell to the floor, “Don’t worry he’ll explain soon.” his body jerked and shaked for a few seconds then he came to. He gasps for air as he shoots straight up. You run to his side, keeping a stabilizing hand on his arm.
“Now, Derek, do you finally see?” Peter asks, stepping closer.
“Yes” He’s panting slightly, looking over to you now. “Y/n, you have to see it to be able to understand.”
“See what?” You were slightly confused.
“Do you trust me?” He asks in a serious tone. You nod, finding the heaviness in the silence too thick to cut through.
Derek looks to Peter and gives him a nod, Peter’s claws come out as he nears his hand to your neck. “This might hurt, my dear niece.”
Without any more warning, he plunges his claws into your skin.
This is the season 1 Stiles series master list. Because I decided I wanna do the full season one. Not sure if I want to continue for all the seasons but, for now I’ll start with season 1.
Episode 1: Wolf Moon
Episode 2: Second Chance at First Line
Episode 3: Pack Mentality
Episode 4: Magic Bullet
Episode 5: The Tell
Episode 6: Heart Monitor
Episode 7: Night School
Episode 8: Lunatic
Episode 9: Wolf’s Bane
Episode 10: Co-Captain
Episode 11: Formality
Episode 12: Code Breaker
Only 4 chapters left yall, who is excited? Cause I am more surprised that I’m so close but so far to the end and still haven’t decided if I want to do season 2
okay, I know it's been weeeeeks since I last posted. I was depressed and binge watching Big Bang theory... start to finish. I'm quite proud but also that's 12 seasons that I did in a few short weeks.
but anyways, I was stumped for a while. Writers block hit me like a sack of bricks. And I can't even use college as an excuse this quarter because it is so simple and easy breezy. I got two management classes and a technological one that I've already taken but need a better grade in for my program. Currently getting 97-99% in my classes, so that's a positive.
Now that we are caught up, please enjoy this next chapter. That I may not have proofread.
Series Masterlist
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Your mom, dad and yourself spent three days tending to Derek’s wounds, the entire time you slept in shifts. Afraid that Derek will make a turn for the worse while you sleep. By the time Friday rolled around, Derek finally woke up. Since the wounds came from an alpha it takes longer to heal, you knew he was out of the woods once his cuts stopped bleeding.
Once he was awake you asked for advice on what to tell Lydia and Allison, after playing out the events of the horrifying night, all he said was to give as little detail as you can without freaking them out. As well as a backup plan, if you were to ever get trapped in the school again, the Hale vault would be a perfect escape hatch or hide out place.
Not helpful, at least not helpful now.
When Sunday rolled around, Derek was finally on his feet and walking about. The wounds had slowly become scabs and scar tissue until that morning. When he found out that Scott threw him under the bus, he wanted to bolt that second to keep your family safe but your parents convinced him he couldn’t do that while still injured. Which kept him from running until today.
He was healed enough to get out of the house and be on the run from the law and keep his new found family safe.
Coincidentally, after he had left Lydia and Allison showed up at your front door. You were able to convince them to join you on a car ride. You took them out to the Beacon Hills Preserve gate, wanting to do this where no one would be able to listen in on.
By some cosmic relief they had believed you, they put their trust in you. You explained to them that as hard as it is to believe it, you were somewhat supernatural.
“Look I know it’s hard to believe, but I can prove it. No one is supposed to know, if my parents found out I told you… We’re in deep shit.” You stretched the truth just enough to get them to nod their heads, agreeing to keep it a locked secret.
“What is it?” Lydia said impatiently.
Allison being more compassionate, “You can trust us.”
“I hear things, smell things… things I shouldn't be able to hear or smell. I have incredible strength and my eyes…” You trailed off with a sigh, Lydia had confusion written all over her face. Allison seemed like a lightbulb was being screwed on.
“Your eyes glow?” Allison says, taking a step closer. To which you just nodded your head.
After a moment of silence, Lydia spoke up with a huff, “Prove it.”
“Okay, but please don’t freak out.” You pleaded gently before walking to the side of your car, bending down to grab a hold of the underneath, easily tilting your car up. You heard the girls gasp, you set your vehicle down before walking over to them again. Lydia stepped back slightly, you could hear their heartbeat rising, smell the fear and confusion from them.
“Tha- That doesn’t prove anything. In excruciating circumstances, mothers have been proven to lift cars to save their child.” Lydia suggests a possible reason. “Make your eyes glow, huh?”
“Okay…” You drew in a deep breath, closing your eyes and letting your eyes shift to the bright neon yellow ones, you can feel the anticipation radiating from the girls and then their disbelief when you opened your eyes. Showcasing your werewolf eyes to your friends, the corners of their lips curving into a smile.
“Wait… how’d you do that?”
“Biologically I am supernatural, whatever it is it skipped my dad but I got it. It’s scary so I understand if you are scared of me.”
“Is that why you went with Scott, to protect him?” Allison asked, reaching out to grab your hand.
“Who cares about him, I did it to protect you guys' ' You had gone almost 24 hours not thinking about the knife Scott stabbed you in the back with. “You, Jackson and Stiles. When Scott and I were heading back to you, he said some pretty nasty things about me and my family and after throwing Derek under the bus, I guess the anger overpowered me and we fought.”
“So… Derek is your… what? Cousin or something?” Lydia inquires, seemingly okay with the news you just dropped on her.
“Honestly I don’t know. I think my dad’s fathers mom and Derek's mom were sisters or something. It’s kind of confusing because of the Hale fire, it burned most of the family tree.”
“And the hearing and smelling? How does that work?” Allison asking a more on topic question.
“Get this, my hearing is so good I can hear your hearts beating, the squirrels in the trees, a deer miles away and…” You listened closer, you could hear remnants of people talking. “People talking even further away.”
“What can you smell?”
“Your shampoo, the fact that Lydia here is on her period, that deer eating grass… Basically everything.” You said, giggling slightly at their reactions.
“Well, my dear friend, your secret is safe with us. Thank you for being honest with us and thank you for looking out for us that night.” Lydia said, wrapping her arm around yours.
“But now we know your deepest darkest secret, you’re kind of stuck with us.” Allison added, earning a giggle fit from everyone.
“I should mention that if anyone were to find out that I'm Hale… My family could be targeted, a group ran my pregnant grandmother out of town in fear for her life and my fathers life, which leads to mine. We could be run out of Beacon Hills again or worse, killed. You must promise to not tell another soul about my connection to the Hales.”
After your difference in tone, they tensed up. But reassured you that they wouldn’t tell anyone, not even their family or therapists.
You drove home feeling much better and in control, everyone who matters knows. Well almost everyone, but if Jackson knew about your secret then you’re screwed because Jackson just wants the bite for himself. Couldn’t care less about the consequences, the damning consequences.
Meanwhile, deep in the woods, near a cliff sighting, Stiles took Scott to get drunk after getting dumped by Allison. Which only ended with Stiles belligerently drunk and confessing his excitement of getting to be with you.
That night, the alpha strikes again, killing two people at the very same place the goys were just at.
When the next morning comes, you excitedly get dressed and head downstairs. Your parents are already in the kitchen, dressed for work and with breakfast served on a plate for you. After going over the plans for the day, you heard Lydia's car pulling up as you gathered your stuff and ran out just as Lydia parked.
After a few classes, you met up with Lydia and Allison in the hall on the way to your next class. They were talking about the night you were trapped and if Allison made the right decision with Scott.
“Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead.” Lydia comments.
“Plus Scott is a lying piece of shit who deserves you dumping his backstabbing ass.” You add, gently rubbing her shoulder. To that the girls only chuckled as you walked into the classroom for your test.
Once Scott came into the room, he walked up to Allison but was told to find a seat by Mr. Harrison. He then saw you and tried to talk to you but was told off again by the teacher. As you started your test, you can smell how stressed Scott was feeling.
Somehow making you angry, he’s stressed? Derek is stressed he is literally on the run from the cops because of his lying werewolf ass.
He abruptly leaves after a few moments, “Mr. McCall!” Harris yells after him. Stiles then in a rush followed after him, “Mr. Stilinski!”
He sighed heavily, “You better not follow them, Miss. Y/l/n.” Everyone was looking between the door, the teacher and now you.
You however kept your eyes on your test and without even looking up you respond, “If it involves McCall, I really couldn’t care less Mr. Harris.” You heard a few students chuckle, along with Harris. Confused yet entertained by your newfound hatred for a long term friend.
After a full day of school, it was finally time for your free periods, where you stay in the library and try to teach yourself everything you just learned from your teachers. You need so much help with school that even during your lunch you’re in the library, but with Lydia's recent help it’s been easier. She‘s been such a great help, with accepting not really knowing what you were but still being there for you. Even after that you were conflicted, based on what you noticed in the cafeteria. With only being in there long enough to grab something to eat, you noticed how Jackson and Allison interacted. On top of that, their weird behavior during the night you were all trapped. It was suspicious, which leads to the conflict; should you say something to Jackson or Lydia?
You were interrupted from your train of thought when you were called to Coach Finstocks office.
Once inside the smelly office, he began to rant about how great of a coach he is and how grateful he was that you were there to coach alongside him. Then came a question you’d never thought in a million years he would ask.
“With this pink eye epidemic, I need to sub in some benchers. Who do you think should move up?”
“W- wait, seriously?”
“Yes, I need help. You know the team differently, tell me the benchers’ pros and cons.”
Then for the rest of your free period, you and coach finstock made changes to the team.
“Okay, final decision, numbers 11, 7 and let's go with 24.” Coach said, after looking over the list once more.
The devil on your shoulder whispered “Say Bilinski. Say Bilinski. Say Bilinski.”
You smirked, denying the urge to fuck with Stiles, “That’s Rodriguez, Taylor and Stilinski.” You hold in a laugh as you see him write Stilinski but still somehow making the S and T look kind of like a B.
“You know what would be great too, if we had co-captains. That’s a brilliant idea and I know just who to promote.” Coach said excitingly, jumping with excitement as the last bell rang, signifying that school is over for the day.
After getting dressed into your lacrosse gear, you met with the team in the boys locker room. Coach announced the new temporary first line players, seeing Stiles get excited over his new position, you choked back a laugh as he announced that they were switching to co-captains. Seeing Jackson get enraged with jealousy somehow made you feel good. Not only are you enraged by Scott but damn have you been mature about it compared to Jackson.
Jackson, Danny, another player Brian and yourself were huddled together after the team meeting. Jackson seething with anger, Brain badmouthing Scott and Danny defending the new co-captain.
Brain puts his elbow on your shoulder before looking down to you. “You’re not mad? Shouldn’t you be captain?”
You scoff, flinging his arm off your shoulder. “I may hate him at the moment but I’m basically a coach. Captain sounds like a demotion to me.” You laughed it off because from your point of view, it is quite laughable.
Jackson looks at you with hatred in his eyes. “You knew about it, didn't you?”
You simply shook your head, “Danny’s right, get a grip Jack.” You patted his shoulder and followed Danny out of the locker room. Jackson and Brian stayed back to seeth in anger a little more.
Once in the hall, a freshmen player had stopped to ask you a few questions about the playbook. As you were distracted Stiles asked Scott to help him with an anxiety problem he has. If you were serious about your feelings for him. So Scott begins to walk towards you but Lydia stops him, asking if they could have a chat.
At first, she seemed genuinely interested in asking questions about that night, but Scott beat her to the punch and asked about Allison. Which somehow ended up with Scott and Lydia having a dance of the tongues. Afterwards, he came out with messy hair and lips smeared with her lip gloss. But fixed it by the time you pulled you to the side behind a corner.
His actions angers you, only trying to talk to you on day 5 of his betrayal. Your breath was quick and you were feeling like the dial was turned up to 50, granted it may have been the effects of the full moon. You felt like your nerves were on fire, without anything other than the solution coming to your mind you began to swing your hands at his chest and arms.
“Ow, hey, stop that! Y/n, stop hitting me.” He complained even though you weren’t actually swinging at him with fists. After the rush he felt with Lydia, he grabbed your face and pulled you into a lip lock. Just as Jackson had cooled down, he walked out to the field. Noticing you and Scott kissing in a secluded dark corner on his way out.
After successfully shoving him off you and into the wall, you scoffed at him.
“Listen to me..” he began but you interrupted, “What was that for?!”
“To get you to stop hitting me and for your attention.”
“Well, you got it.” You couldn’t help but be a little disgusted by him.
“I’m sorry about throwing Derek under the bus, honestly. But he’s dead so maybe this is all over.” He pleads, sounding absolutely lunatic with his reasonings.
“Trust me, it’s not.” You said somberly as you left. Not believing a single word from him and confused as to why he resorted to kissing to get your attention.
When Scott returns to his best friend he confirms his fears, you're not really into him. Causing his heart to break, a little. During practice, coach Finstock berated Scott after failing to score. Which led to Scott hurting Danny, during the commotion Jackson looked to you, right as Lydia made her way to the front of the circle surrounding Danny.
“I saw you and Scott kissing.” Jackson’s angry voice sending chills down yours and Lydia's spines.
“You saw that?!” You and Lydia spoke, causing you to whip your head to Lydia. Now even more confused than before.
Meanwhile, Stiles was standing not too far away and heard everything. Causing his heart to break, a lot more.
After Danny was sent to the hospital and practice ended, you went straight into the girls locker room. Immediately ripping your pads and uniform off, dressing into sweats and a shirt you stole from your dad.
Suddenly the door to the locker room swings open, Stiles goes to your locker without hesitation. As soon as he storms up to you, you know something is wrong. With scrunched eyebrows you try to get him to sit down or something that was pacing in front of you.
“Stiles?”
“You kissed him? Huh?” Was all he muttered over and over again.
“What are you talking about?” You didn’t mean to sound clueless but honestly at this point you just didn’t know what was up and what was down.
“Jackson saw you and Scott making out, you gonna lie to me again? Act a little stupid? Make me feel like I’m being crazy and jealous and stupid?”
“What? Stiles, calm down. Scott kissed me and I pushed him off me, okay? I didn’t make out with him.” You said in a calm tone, reaching for Stiles to stop his pacing.
After he sat down on the bench with you, he spoke up. “I asked him to check if you were as into me as you said you were.”
“Seriously? You asked the one guy I don’t even want to talk to about something very important and personal? And that’s between us? Stiles, I’m not saying it’s your worst idea, but it might be the worst idea you’ve ever had.”
You joked, earning a hearty laugh from him causing you to smile.
He wraps an arm around your back, and pulls into a side embrace. “Okay, I gotta go pick up some stuff for tonight, you’re going to be alright?
You nod your head, “Yeah, I'm getting pretty good at controlling the shift now. I’ll call you after.”
“Good, I’ll be awaiting your call… while I inflict mental anguish on Scott for kissing you.” Stiles said, bringing a goofy smile to both of your faces.
A few hours later, the moon started to affect you. You could feel it triggering your werewolf side to come out as you made your way to the door in the basement.
Once inside, your curiosity got the better of you and offered as a distraction by inspecting all the heirlooms on the shelves. After a few hours, you were in total control, nothing dared to come out.
Giving you waves of satisfaction, your first controlled full moon. It was a proud moment for you. You left the vault and headed back to the locker room, so you could officially shower then have your dad take you back home.
Just before arriving home, you received a text from a hidden number, it was Derek.
hidden number: Just saved Scott from tearing Allison and Jackson apart.
You: Oh, yeah. Must have been fun to see his expression when he realized you weren't dead.
hidden number: Yeah, almost as satisfying as beating the shit out of him.
mentally im not here. mentally i am living with my boyfriend george weasley in his flat above his joke shop he owns with his very much alive twin brother. i have a job working in magical childcare. im not an undergrad woman in stem, i am an early twenties witch having the time of her life. no voldemort, no student loans. just magical vibes
I am in the middle of writing chapter 8 and I’m not going to lie to you I’m stuck on whether I want it to go one way or the other. I won’t tell you any details just need help how to post it. Leading to my question…
The whole chapter is solely based on the reader’s family and have it be what I think is really long
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Should I split it into two parts; the events of the weekend after night school for part 1 and the events in the actual episode for part 2
It could go both ways to get the same ending, for what I have planned… I just need some opinions to help me make my decision
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