A/N: This story is Fem!Stiles/Scott. Don't like don't read. I don't own Teen Wolf or anything you recognize.
Stiles POV
"Some joggers found it in the woods, it's a girl, we think she's in her twenties, but get this, they only found half the body"
I almost dropped the phone in shocked.
That's how our adventure started, I was listening to my dad's phone calls... again, can you blame me? One gets bored.
Anyway, some officer had just called my dad, the sheriff, and they were looking for a dead body, well not exactly a dead body. Half of it.
That was some crazy stuff, man.
I had to go and tell Scott, my best friend. We've known each other practically our whole lives and I was always dragging him to some midnight adventure.
I got out my cellphone, found his number and dial him.
He send me to voicemail.
"Come on, Scott pick up" I said aloud after the third time calling him.
You know what, screw it. I'm driving there.
So, after my dad left to find this girl in the woods, I got into my jeep, and drove to Scott's.
When I arrived there, I noticed his light was on. Good news.
Bad news, the rest of the lights were off so I had to be careful not to wake up Melissa/Mrs. McCall/Scott's mom. She'll kill me if she finds out I want to drag out Scott in the middle of the night to find a death body.
Guess I'll have to climb the roof again.
Oh yeah, again, I've done this quite a few times, when Scott's sleep I tapped his window to wake him up, he gets pretty scared, it's actually kind of funny.
Let's do this.
I was about to get to Scott's window when I heard a noise from the porch of his house.
Oh oh.
Distracted, I lost my balance and fell backwards.
Good news, I somehow, was hanging like a bat (the animal) so I didn't fell and hurt myself. Although my long wavy hair was all in my head somehow, and in my mouth, ugh.
Bad news, Scott almost killed me with a bat (the object)
He was about to swing it at my face when I let out a high pitched screamed and he stopped, although he screamed too.
"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Scott asked/screamed. I know I know, what kind of girl goes with the name Stiles. Well, that wasn't my real name, but we shall never speak of my real name, ever, so everyone calls me Stiles, because I'm cool like that.
"You wouldn't answer you're phone!" I exclaimed, defending myself. Then I signaled to the bat in his hands "And why do you have a bat!? Hitting girls is wrong, Scotty"
That was my nickname for him, I know, very original.
"I thought you were a predator" He said.
"A predator? Really? Me? Stiles Stilinski, 5'2ft tall, pale skin and fragile bones, a predator? Are you high?" I asked him raising an eyebrow.
He gave me a sheepish smile, oh there they are, the McCall dimples, Scott's dimples were the sweetest thing ever- Um, I'm not going down that road right now.
"Ok, I know it's late but you gotta hear this" I said "I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago, dispatch call" Scott gave me a look, guess he already figure out we were playing detective tonight. "They're bringing every officer in the Beacon department and even state police"
Scott frowned a little "For what?" He asked.
"Two joggers found a body in the woods." I said. I got off Scott's roof and landed on the front yard. I rubbed some dirt off my clothes.
"A dead body?" He asked. I looked at him incredulously, the boy may be gorgeous, with his kind brown eyes, and his wavy longish brown hair, but sometimes I swear he's stupid as hell.
I looked at him dead serious and said sarcastically "No, a body of water, yes dumb ass a dead body" I climbed to the porch to stand in front of him.
"You mean like murder?" He asked.
"Nobody knows yet" I answered "Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties."
"Hold on" He said "If they found the body, then what are they looking for?"
I grin at him.
"That's the best part" I said, jumping a little in my excitement. "They only found half"
Scott raised his eyebrows in surprise.
I nodded "We're going"
We arrived to the woods in less than 10 minutes.
I turn the car off and got out of the jeep, Scott following my lead.
"Are we seriously doing this?" Scott asked.
I nodded, he looked unsure. "Oh, come on, you're the one always bitching that nothing interesting ever happens in this town"
"I was trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow" He said
Yes, Scott plays lacrosse, no he's not in first line, yes, me, his mom and my dad are his only fans.
"Right," I said to him, while turning my flashlight on "Because sitting on the bench is such a hard work"
"No," He said "Because I'm playing this year, in fact, I'm making first line"
"Hey, Scott listen, it's ok to dream" I said rubbing his arm.
"I'm serious" He said
I shrugged. And we continued to walk through the woods. Don't get me wrong, it would be awesome if Scott made first line, he could rub it in Jackson's face.
Jackson, I hate that guy.
"Just out of curiousity" He said "Which part of the body are we looking for?"
I stopped for a second and cocked my head to the side, then I kept walking
"Huh good question" I muttered
I heard him chuckle.
"And uh, what if whatever killed the body still out here" He said. I turned to him, he was giving me a smug look. The one that said, let's go home Stiles, you're gonna get us in trouble.
"If the thing'd still out here we run" I said, Scott shook his head. Maybe I should have plan this out better than I did.
"it's conforming to know" He said as we climbed a hill "That you planned this out with you're usual attention to detail"
"Shut up, McCall" I said as I got to the top of the hill.
"Maybe the severe asthmatic should hold the flashlight"Scott said while getting some air from his inhaler. I let out a chuckle.
I saw more flashlight, so I dive in to the ground. Oh crap. Please don't let my dad found me. Something fell next to me, Scott.
"Come on" I said as I started running, we needed to get away from the cops. I heard Scott yelling at me to stop, and I did but it was because a dog barked at me, and a flashlight flashed into my eyes, which made me fell to the ground
Busted. Ugh.
"Hang on, hang on." Oh no. That's my dad's voice. "This little delinquent belongs to me"
I sighed. I'm in trouble, again.
I looked at my dad sheepishly and said in my most casual voice. "Hey, dad how you doing?"
"So did you listen to all my phone calls?" He asked tiredly.
"No" I said
"Stiles" He said in a waring tone.
"Well, not the boring ones"
He shook his head. "And where's your usual partner in crime?" He asked me.
"Who? Scott? Scott's home" I said shrugging my shoulders. Please don't see through my lie. Mrs. McCall will kill me "Scott's home, he said he wanted a good night sleep before school tomorrow, it's just me, alone, in the woods."
Dad sighed, I don't think he believed me. "Scott? Are you there?" He said pointing his flashlight behind me. "Scott?" He asked one more time.
"So good you believe me" I muttered. Dad shook his head.
"Well young lady, I'm going to escort you back to your car" He said, then he grab my elbow and start dragging me out of the woods "And you and I are going to have a talk about something call invasion of privacy" He said giving me a disapproving look.
Once we were out of his officer's hearing radio he said.
"Stiles what were you thinking?" He asked me.
I scratch the back of my head.
"You could have been hurt by the thing that killed that girl" He said concerned
"Now, that you're on it, what exactly kill her?" I asked.
"Stiles" He said in a warning tone.
"Sorry" I said looking away
An hour later, I arrived home. After my dad's lecture I decide to call Scott, see what had happened to him.
This time he answered the first time I called
"Hey, sorry about that" I said
"It's fine" He replied through the phone
"So did something interesting happened?" I asked.
"Something bit me"
"What?" I asked worriedly "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, it just it was so weird- oh shit, I think my mom's awake I'll tell you at school tomorrow, goodnight Stiles"
"Goodnight Scott" I said as he hung up.
Something bit him? Was it a coyote or something?
Scott better tell me everything
At school, tomorrow morning, I saw Scott getting off his bicycle. I cached up to him.
"Hey" I said.
"Hey" He replied.
We walked for a minute or so before I couldn't handle it anymore. I grab him by the shoulders and said really really fast
"Ok, tell me exactly what happened, what was the thing that bit you, does it hurt, can I see, let me see, come on Scott I'm your best friend!"
He chuckled at me. Ah, the dimples. Lovely dimples. Focus Stiles.
"So?" I asked, eagerly.
He looked around to make sure nobody was watching. Please Scott, don't flatter yourself, people barely know we exist.
He pulled up the end of his shirt, to reveal a big white bandage covering a good portion of his skin.
I touched it and he hissed in pain.
"Sorry" I said sheepishly.
"S'okay, it was too dark to see much but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf" He said.
"A wolf bit you?" I asked, incredulously. He nodded. I shook my head "Nuh uh, no way"
"I heard a wolf howling" He said, shrugging his shoulders.
"No you didn't" I stated.
"What do you mean no I didn't, how would you know what I heard?" He asked me raising an eyebrow.
I chuckled "Cause California doesn't have wolves" I answered "Not in like 60 years"
"Really?" He asked me
"Yep, not a single wolfie in Cali" I said absolutely sure
"Well," He said grinning "If you don't believe me about the wolf then you won't believe me when I say to you I found the body."
"Wow, what?" I asked, excitement filling my body "Are you kidding me, you better not be kidding me"
"I wish, I'm gonna have nightmares for a month" He said, shaking his head.
"That is freakin' awesome" I said "I mean that's the best thing that had happened to this town since your birth- Um what a bird?" I said pointing at the sky. Scott gave a look as if I was crazy, frankly I was, I kind of admitted I liked Scott right there. Oh god, let's hope he ignores that "Let's go to class" I said as the bell rang. And started walking up to my first class with Scott, we both had English first, lovely.
"As you all know, there was indeed a body found in the woods last night" Our English teacher Mr. Something was saying
Scott turned to look at me and I winked at him, he smiled and turned back to our teacher, man those dimples are gonna be the death of me.
"...as what happen" Mr. Whatever keep telling us "But I'm here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody"
I gasped, that's bull I quint my eyes at him. Liar. Scott turned to look at me with a raised eyebrow, I put my hands in surrender, I had no clue if there was an actual suspect, or if the police was just saying that to not alarm anyone.
Probably the second one.
"Which means" Mr. English Teacher said "That you can give your attention to the syllabus which is in your desk outline this semester."
I groaned alongside some others, and just stared blankly at the sheet in front of me for a couple of minutes.
I turned to look at Scott, he was staring at the door.
Why was he staring at the door? I mean sure it's a pretty door, nothing special though, just a normal school wooden door, not that ugly though. Suddenly the door opened, and the vice principal and a girl walk in, huh we got a newbie, cool, I guess.
She had long curly brown hair, brown eyes and a square jaw. She seemed nice, maybe a little shy. I would be too, if I was in a new school on my own.
"This is our new student, Allison Argent, make her feel welcome" The vice principal said, and then left.
Allison walked to the only seat available, which was behind Scott.
Then suddenly, Scott turns and he gives her a pen. Allison looked at him, confused for a second, but then she smiled and took the pen.
"Thanks" She said.
Scott smiled and turned around. I noticed he kept turning around once in a while to look at Allison.
Oh no.
He likes her.
After class, we walked to Scott's locker. He needed his bottle of water before going to practice, and me being his best friend, was going with him.
Nicole, an African American girl, came to us, she was kind of my friend... not really.
"Can someone explain me how she's here just for 5 minutes, and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique" She asked us. I turned to see who she was talking about. Oh Allison, of course.
I shrugged, Nicole kept walking. Lydia Martin was the most popular girl in school, she had strawberry-blonde hair, and green eyes. Her clique consisted of Jackson, her boyfriend, a tall guy with blue eyes, short hair that spiked in the front, he was really handsome but he was a total ass.
I turned to Scott, but he was staring behind me. I frowned and turned, he was looking at Lydia, Jackson, and Allison. But then they walked away.
"So, um" I said to Scott. He turned to me "You like her, don't you?" I said trying to sound casual.
"Well, um, she seems nice" He said chuckling.
Yeah, that answers it all, 10 year plan to get with Scott is now down the toilet.
"Let's go to practice" I said giving him a fake smile
I was sitting in the bleachers, waiting for Scott to come out of the changing room.
When he did, I waved at him, he waved back, but then he looked at something behind me, and there, ladies and gentlemen was Allison Argent. Great.
I turned back, huh Coach was giving Scott the goalie position?
Weird.
"Who is that?" I heard Allison voice asked.
"Him? Not sure who he is" Lydia answered. Ah they're talking about Scott, Lydia knows every other player but Scott, he wasn't what you'll call popular "Why?"
"He's in my english class" Allison said
You better not like him, please do not like him.
I blocked the rest of their conversation and focus on Scott who just got hit in the face with a lacrosse ball, which made him fall to the ground. I shook my head and wince. Oh crap he was looking over, I gave him a thumbs up.
He got up. At least his not giving up
The next person in line shoot another ball at him, and Scott... stopped it?
"Yeah!" I exclaimed happily. Everybody looked confused, even Scott, but who cares?
And then the next shooter in line went but Scott stopped it again!
"Wohooo!" I cheered
And Scott stopped the next one, and the next one, and the next one.
I was so happy for my friend, I was doing a tiny dance in my seat.
"He seems like he's pretty good" Allison said from behind me. My smile flattered.
But I didn't think much of her words 'cause Jackson was going next.
"Oh god" I murmured.
I was bitting my nails to help my nerves.
Jackson make a shot... But Scott stopped it.
I jumped out of my chair and cheered. Probably earning some looks from everyone around me, but I didn't care
"Way to go Scott!" I exclaimed. He looked over at me and smiled. I smiled back.
After practice was over we went back to the woods to look for Scott's inhaler. The genius had dropped it, yesterday after my dad bust me.
"Ok Scott how did you do it?" I asked him "You turned into this lacrosse star overnight"
He shrugged, but smiled to me "I seriously have no clue what it was, it was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball"
I raised an eyebrow.
"And that's not the only thing" He said as we went our way deeper into the woods "I hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear, smell things"
"Smell things, like what, Jackson's stink? Everyone can smell that, buddy" I said grinning.
"No seriously like, the mint gum you have in your pocket." He said pointing at my jacket's pocket
I laughed and reach for my pocket "I don't have any mint gum in my-" I pulled out some mint gum out of my pocket, which by the way, I had no clue was there. I looked at him raising my eyebrows. He shrugged.
"So all of this started with a bit" I said.
"What if it's like an infection, my body is flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something" He asked, he was starting to freak out.
Ok, call me an ass but I couldn't resist myself
"You know what I think I've actually heard of this" I said nodding my head "It's an specific kind of infection"
Scott looked at me wide eyed, and stopped walking "Are you serious?"
"Yeah, yeah" I said nodding my head with the straightest face I could handle to make "It's called... lycanthropy"
"What is that? Is it bad?" He asked, concerned
Oh Scott you need to read more
"Oh yeah" I said looking at him sadly. He's gonna hate me for this "It's the worst... But only once a month"
He frowned, confused. Don't laugh Stiles, don't laugh "Once a month?"
"Mhmm" I confirmed "On the night of a full moon... awooo" I couldn't help it any longer, and I let out a laugh.
Scott glared at me, and he kept walking "Stop it" He said
"Hey! You're the one who heard a wolf howling" I said, defending myself, walking beside him.
"There could be something seriously wrong with me!" He exclaimed
"I know! You're a werewolf" I said "Grrr" He looked so done with my shit in that moment, I poked him, chuckling. "Ok, obviously I'm kidding, but if you see me melting all the silver I can find, is because friday's a full moon"
Scott stopped and looked at the ground, which gave me some time to look at him, man I swear he gets hotter every year.
"I could've sworn this was it" He said, making me stop staring at him and looking at the ground, I didn't see his inhaler anywhere "A bunch of deers came running, I saw the body, I dropped my inhaler"
"Maybe the killer moved the body" I said
"If he did I hope he left my inhaler, those things are like 80 bucks" He said.
I look up the ground and saw a guy standing a couple feet from us, all in black, he was frowning at us and he didn't seem friendly at all.
Wait, that's Derek Hale. I winced and poked Scott. He looked to me and I nodded towards Derek.
Scott and I stood there awkwardly as Derek came walking towards us.
"What are you doing here?" He asked "This is private property"
"Sorry, um, we didn't know" I said, he glared at me.
I nudge Scott, your turn to talk to the loony man.
"We were just looking for something but um" Scott started. Derek raised his eyebrows at him "Forget it"
Derek throw something at Scott. His inhaler. Then he turned, and walked away.
Rude.
"Ok, Stiles I gotta get to work, let's go" Scott said.
"Dude" I said putting a hand in his chest to keep him from walking any further, self consciously I blushed a little, realizing what I've done and dropped my hand by my side. "That was Derek Hale, you remember right? He's just like a few years older than us"
"Remember what?" Scott asked.
"His family" I answered "They all burned death in a fire ten years ago"
Scott raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"I wonder what's he doing back" Scott said
I shrugged. It was all very odd.
Scott's POV
I was changing the sign from open to closed in the clinic's door when I heard another wolf howling. I don't care what Stiles says, that definitely sounded like a wolf howling, so did the one last night.
After changing signs, I went to the clinic bathroom to check on my injury, but when I took off the bandage, the bit was completely gone. Poof. Like magic.
I frowned and pulled my shirt down. Strange things have happened to me lately.
I continued with my work. I had to feed the cats, I grabbed some food for them and went into the cat room.
"Hello kitties" I said. Stiles always hated this room. According to her, cats are evil, they sneak on you and dig their claws in your leg. That did happened to her when we were 8, one of our many hospitals trips.
The moment I put a foot in the room all the cats started meowing at me, and they started to attacked their cages, scared, I left the room, and closed the door behind me. They seemed to get calmer when I left.
Huh. That was weird. The cats usually liked me. They hated Stiles, though, not me.
I heard a knock in the door.
We're closed, people.
I went down the hall, and saw Allison. We aren't closed anymore. She seemed like she had been crying. This could be my chance to ask her out. If she stops crying, of course.
I opened the door and she started talking/sobbing to me
"I didn't see it, I took my eyes off the road for like two seconds and the dog, he's in my car and I- I- I-"
"It's alright, it's alright" I said, trying to calm her down "Let's go get the dog."
We went outside, and it was raining, should have brought an umbrella, there are like three inside the clinic.
Allison opened her trunk and inside was a dog, she started barking at Allison, and she jumped back.
"You okay?" I asked. She nodded. "She's just frightened"
"That's make two of us" She said
"I'll see if I can have a look" I looked at the dog in the eyes, and she stopped barking. Huh. Not one of the oddest thing that had happened to me today.
I carried the dog inside, Allison following me.
Once inside, I put her in the table and examine her.
"I think her leg is broken," I said to Allison, who was way calmer now "I've seen the doctor do plenty of splints, I could do it myself and then giving a pain killer for now" I turned to Allison, she seemed cold. Idiot. Of course she was cold, she was out in the rain. "I have an extra shirt"
"Oh I don't wanna trouble you" She said shaking her head
But I got up and got it for her, anyway
"Here" I said, handing her my extra shirt
She smiled gratefully then went into the other room to change.
I turned back to the door but in like .5 seconds I found myself looking over at Allison change. Can you blame me?
But then the dog yowled at me. I turned back to the dog. She was giving me an accusatory look.
"What? I didn't see anything" I said, defending myself from the dog's hazel eyes, they kind of remind me of Stiles.
After a couple of minutes, I was done with healing the dog. Allison came back to the room.
"Thanks for doing this" She said "I feel really stupid"
"How come?" I asked
"I don't know, I freaked out like a total girl" She said. I chuckled.
"Well you are a girl" I replied
"I freaked out like a girly girl and I'm not a girly girl" She explained
"What kind of girl are you?" I asked her
"Tougher than that" She assured me "At least I thought I was."
"Hey, I'll freak out too." I said "In fact, I'll probably cry, and not like a man either, like the girliest girly girl ever"
Allison laughed. You made her laughed McCall, there you go.
A few minutes later, after assuring Allison the dog was going okay, I walk her to her car.
I should asked her to the party, what do I have to loose?
"So," I said "I was wondering, um I mean, is it really family night on Friday? Or do you think you would like to go to that party with me"
"Family night was a total lie" She said, then frowned "What about you're girlfriend, aren't you going to the party with her?" She asked, frowning
"Girlfriend?" I asked, confused "I don't have a girlfriend, who are you talking about?"
"You know, that girl in practice, got over excited when you stopped all the shots. Short, brown hair, hazel eyes. She's really pretty" She said.
"You mean Stiles?" I asked incredulously. "Stiles my best friend, not my girlfriend" I said laughing. Stiles and me? Do we seem like we're dating?
"Oh ok" She said smiling.
"So is that a yes, you'll go?" I asked
"Definitely yes" She said giving me one last smile
Then she went inside her car, and drove away from the clinic.
When I went to bed that night, I still couldn't believe what Allison had said. Stiles, my girlfriend, that's the oddest thing that could ever happened. I mean sure she was really pretty and funny, but we've been best friends since we were like 5, it would be weird, besides it's not like Stiles likes me that way, anyway
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