I do not own Teen Wolf. If I did own Teen Wolf Sterek would totally happen. If you like this I have kind of the same thing but with Stiles with a twin sister and it's done. Read and review please and thank you.
Wolf Moon Part 1
The night before the first day of school for Jo Wesson was suppose to be a night where she got lots of sleep and getting ready for her first day as a sophomore. Instead of doing that she was standing outside watching her friend sneak into her best friend's house. It wasn't greatest thing to do, but Jo had nothing better to do. Jo had her phone out recording Stiles Stilinski trying to sneak into their friend, Scott McCall's, bedroom. Secretly Jo was rooting for Stiles to fall not because she wanted Stiles to get hurt, she just knew it would be really funny to watch. It wouldn't be the perfect way to end the summer if Stiles didn't break something. They had to keep the tradition alive after all because Stiles, the loveable klutz that he was, had been breaking bones and bruising body parts since the second grade. A ritual, from the looks of things, that he was determined to keep alive even now.
Stiles took one more step on roof. At the same as he step the bottom part of his jeans got caught on a nail or something and fell backwards, his pants stuck on the edge of the roof. At the same time Scott walked out of his house with a baseball bat. Both teenage boys let out girly screams and Jo started laughing, very proud of herself for recording every moment of this.
"Stiles! Jo! What are you doing here?" Scott exclaimed lowering his bat.
"You weren't answering your phone." Stiles said sheepishly.
"Um…..why do you have a baseball bat?" Jo wondered her voice on the edge of cracking as she would begin laughing again.
"I thought Stiles was a predator." Scott answered.
"A predator…." Jo repeated and started laughing again as she put her phone away.
"Look I know it's late dude, but you've got to hear this. So my dad left twenty minutes ago, dispatch called. They're bringing in every officer of Beacon department, and even state." Stiles explained looking at Scott as he ignored Jo.
"Why?" Scott wondered.
"They found a body in the woods." Jo explained since she already heard about all of this. Stiles explained it all in the long car ride to Scott's.
"A dead body?" Scott asked.
"No a dead body of water." Stiles replied with a shrug sarcastically. Scott was sadly really gullible and believed ever word Stiles said. "No you idiot a dead body."
"Murder?" Scott guessed.
"Nobody knows yet. Just that it's a girl probably in her 20s." Jo explained.
"Wait….if they know it's a girl, they must of found the body. They found the body then what are they looking for?" Scott asked. Stiles swung forward grabbing a hold of the edge of the roof and unhook the bottom of his jean. He then let go of the edge of the roof and drop somewhat gracefully on the porch with an evil grin.
"My little Sherlock Homes that's the best part. They only found half of the body. We are so going."
It must be noted that Jo had nothing else better do. Beacon Hills was a very boring place….especially when a person is really broke. So she did something she would regret years coming on: she went to the woods with her two idiot best friends. They stood on the edge of the woods one flashlight shared with the three of them.
"Are we seriously doing this?" Scott asked as the threesome started to walk deep into the woods.
"You're the one who always crying how there's nothing to do in this town." Jo snapped walking in front of the two boys.
Scott looked deeply wounded by Jo remark as he looked at his friend. "Really? We live together. You're practically my sister. There for you are supposed to be on my team."
"Why would I be on the losing team when I could be on Stiles' amazing winning team?" Jo teased lightly as she high fived Stiles.
"Anyway," Scott said rolling his eyes starting a new conversation, "I was trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow." Stiles and Jo looked at each other and then begin to laugh.
"Right because sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort." Stiles replied as he and Jo started laughing again. Scott and Stiles were on the lacrosse team, they were so bad, and had never played a real game. So it was really funny when Scott believed he was going to play this year.
"No, I'm playing this year. In fact I'm making first line." Scott said his head high and proud of his horrible idea. If it was possible Stiles and Jo begin to laugh even harder.
"You know what stop Stiles," Jo spoke up as she hit Stiles' arm playfully, "everyone should have a dream, even if it's a pathetically unrealistic dream." Stiles and Jo started laughing again.
"Out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?" Scott asked. Jo and Stiles stopped laughing real fast as Jo turned to look at Stiles now wondering the same thing.
"Huh! I didn't even think of that." Stiles said.
"What if whoever killed the body is still out here?" Jo wondered.
"Also something I didn't think about."
"It's so very comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to details." Jo said as Stiles shrugged and nodded his head. This wasn't the first time Stiles planned something out, although when Stiles planned stuff out it never was really planned out all the way. The three teenagers started to walk fast Jo in front of the small group.
"Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one in front of the group making us go fast." Scott offered the idea as he pulled out his inhaler and took a deep breath in.
"If we were to do that, the time we would find the dead body it would have already gotten up and walked away." Jo teased lightly.
There was flashing lights on the other side of the woods, close to the group. Jo started running towards the lights, Stiles right behind her, and Scott in the very back calling out his friends as he try very hard to catch up. Jo could see the police so she moved towards the right hid behind a tree. Scott hid behind a tree to following Jo's lead. Stiles, on the other hand, was a very bad hider and ran straight into the police.
"Freeze!" A police man shouted as all the lights turned towards Stiles fast.
"Hang on. This little delinquent belongs to me." Sheriff John Stilinski, Stiles' dad, announced as Stiles stood up facing his dad.
"Hey daddy-o how you doing?" Stiles greeted trying to not get in a lot of trouble.
"Do you listen to all of my calls?" John snapped ignoring Stiles' question.
"Not the boring ones." Stiles said. Jo mentally face palm herself. His dad was a freakin' police officer there was no such thing as a boring phone calls.
"Where are your usual partners in crime?" John asked as he moved his flashlight around looking for the twins. Jo closed her eyes and bit her lip. Something she did when she was nervous. Stiles if you can hear me I will be nice to you for an entire week if you don't rat me out Jo thought as she then closed then opened her eyes.
"Who Bonnie and Clyde?" Stiles wondered sarcasm dripping out of the tone of his voice. "Oh! You mean Jo and Scottie?"
John did not look amused at all. Stiles was totally going to get grounded forever. Jo bit back a chuckle as she kept listening in.
"Well Jo is doing another one of her Netflix marathons last time I check she was knee deep in Supernatural and Tumbler. Scott is trying to get a good night sleep for the first day back to school. It's just me…in the woods…alone since Smokey the Bear was busy tonight," Stiles said.
"Scott are you out there? Jo?" John called moving his flashlight around not believing Stiles' lie. John then gave up after a couple minutes as he turned to face his son. "Well, young man, I'm going to walk you back to your car. And you and I are going to have a conversation about something called invasion of privacy," John grabbed Stiles by the ear and everyone turned around and left. Jo waited five minutes and then walked over to Scott.
"Let's go home." Jo said turning to look at her friend. Scott nodded his head as he pulled out his inhaler again and took another deep breath in. Jo then pulled out her cell phone and used it as a flashlight as they begin to walk home.
It was a quiet walked. No need for talking when there could be a killer out in the woods and there was a lot of police. It was a nice night. Stars' shinnying in the sky and it wasn't raining. The weird thing about Beacon Hills is even though the small town was in California it would always rain in Beacon Hills. Such a weird thing for a state that usually never gets rain.
As Scott took one more deep breath in from his inhaler and then try to put it in his pocket, it fell out of his hands. Jo moved her phone/flashlight towards the ground trying to find the inhaler. Instead her flashlight stumbled upon a dead body. Jo let out an ear piercing scream as she then moved to run away. Dead bodies may seem cool in the movies….well they aren't cool in real life. She end up tripping over a small branch, falling, bring Scott down with her. They went a tumbling down a small hill and landed on each other. Jo laughed as she got off of Scott and then help Scott up. She began to pull twigs out of her braids.
"Even without Stilinski we end up falling." Jo teased trying to lighten the fact that the two just saw a dead body. Scott didn't laugh at Jo's horrible joke. This was something very strange. No matter how bad the joke was Scott would always laugh. But instead Scott was looking at something behind Jo. "Scott are you okay?"
"Don't turn around." Scott whispered. Jo, of course didn't listen, and turned around fast to see two glowing red eyes. Red glowing eyes, a wolf. "Run. Jo. Jo run!" Scott pushed his best friend a little behind him yet she didn't move.
Jo wasn't just going to leave her best friend, mindless her roommate, behind. How could she explain that to Ms. McCall? The wolf ran right past Scott and straight for Jo. Okay...so maybe Jo wouldn't leave Scott if the wolf was standing still….but if the wolf was going after Jo yeah she was going to leave Scott behind. Of course like any horror movie, Jo trip….again. It was easy to say she had problem when it came to running, walking, or even sprinting. She turned around to look behind her. The wolf was getting closer. She was one the floor of the woods and began crawling backwards her eyes still looking at the wolf. She then began to scream on the top of her lungs, "someone save us!" Scott was nowhere to be seen. There was a big tree stump in Jo's way. She looked back to see the wolf getting closer. Ten feet away. Scott came from behind the wolf and hit him with a big branch sending the wolf a couple feet back. Scott held his hand out, his eyes wide.
"Come on! Let's go." Scott shouted. Fear was everywhere in Jo's body. She was unable to move, paralyze. She had her hand out about to grabbed Scott's hand when Scott snatched Jo's hand. Jo went flying up as Scott grabbed her and started running towards the edge of the woods. The wolf was still going after the two. As Jo rested on Scott's shoulder, Scott running like a manic the wolf was right behind him.
Scott then tripped over a big branch causing Jo to go flying in the air. Her head smashed into a tree trunk. Blood trickled down from her forehead as Jo's vision begin to get blurry. Scott was running towards Jo, fear all over his face. The wolf right behind him. The wolf grabbed Scott and bit into his side. Scott let out a loud scream in pain as he then fell towards the ground looking at Jo. The wolf looked over Jo, a smirk on its deadly mouth, and then ran away. That was the last thing poor Jo remembered before she blacked out.
Jo sat up fast as she looked around. She was alive and in her guest room. No wolves, no forest, it was just the normal room she was staying in. Jo let out a happy sigh as she then got out of her bed and walked over to the mirror. There was about a two inch scar on the top of her head were her head busted open last night. Jo touched it and winced in pain. So last night really did happen. The wolf last night it wasn't a dream. Great, Jo thought, just what I need when I go back to school. A wolf trying to kill me. Jo then walked over to her suitcase and change into skinny jeans, gray long sleeve shirt, black converse, and a jean jacket. She unbraided her two French braids from last night leaving her long curly hair that just went past her shoulders. Jo grabbed her Mickey Mouse backpack and ran down stairs to see Scott waiting for her.
"Strange question did you get bitten by a wolf last night?" Jo asked as she grabbed an apple from the fruit basket. Scott nodded his head; he lifted his shirt to let Jo see a bandage at Scott's side. Jo went to touch it when Scott then pulled he's shirt down fast.
"It doesn't hurt but you don't need to be touching it." Scott said as he grabbed his bag. "We'll talk about this at school. Need a ride?"
"Did Melissa leave the car?" Jo asked hopefully not wanting to ride on Scott little bike.
"No, I just have my bike." Scott said as Jo let out a groaned.
"Fine." Before Jo could even walk towards the door Scott grabbed her arms making Jo look back at the teenage boy.
"Did you take your medicine?" Scott wondered staring at Jo worried. Jo shrug looking down knowing Scott was talking about one of her many medical issues. "Jo come one! You know if you take it the pain will go away."
"Well it's not fun having to choke down horse size pills when I'm not going to get better and I have to do the same thing the next the day." Jo snapped as she let out a groaned. Scott walked over to the medicine cabinet and grabbed two bottles. He then threw both bottles at Jo and she caught them….barely.
Jo let out a loud groaned as she grabbed water from the fridge. She then read the instructions.
'Jo Wesson' take Xanax every 4 hours when feeling: panic, generalized anxiety, phobias, social anxiety, OCD.
Jo then grabbed the second bottom and read the instructions.
'Jo Wesson' take Zoloft once a day to get rid of PSTD and anxiety.
"Technically I shouldn't be taking a Xanax." Jo said looking at Scott. "I don't have anxiety."
"Stop lying." Scott snapped rolling his eyes. "The moment you walked down the stairs I could tell that you weren't ready for school. You anxious about school, maybe not wanting to admit but you are. So take it so don't have another panic attack at school. The last one was pretty horrible."
Jo let out a loud groaned. "I don't like how well you know me." Jo said as she opened the bottom and took one of each. "I am going to have to kill, you know. You know too much."
Jo and Scott arrived at the school in about ten minutes. They both hoped of the bike as the popular jock Jackson Whittemore pulled up in his silver Porsche. Jackson opened the door and looked the two teenagers up and down.
"Dude watch the paint job." Jackson snapped at Scott and then left the two standing in the parking lot.
"He's an idiot." Jo said staring at Jackson as Scott tied up the bike. "How did he past the second grade?"
"He slept the teacher." Scott guessed as Jo chuckled as they walked up to the front of the school were Stiles was waiting for the two.
"All right let me see it!" Stiles greeted eagerly wanting to see the bite. Scott and Jo laughed softly. Scott then raised his shirt letting Stiles see the bandage.
"It was too dark but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf." Jo said as Scott nodded his head pulling his shirt down.
"A wolf bit you?" Stiles repeated on the edge form bursting out laughing. "Not a chance."
"I heard howling." Scott added.
"No you didn't." Stiles argued. "I should know since California doesn't have wolves, okay? Not in like 60 years. So at the most you two might have heard were dogs."
"Well….if you don't believe us about the wolves I don't think you're going to believe us when we tell you we found the body." Scott said. Stiles mouth dripped as he eyes light up with excitement.
"You…I…are…you kidding me?" Stiles stammered grinning big.
"Dude I wish. I'm going to have nightmares for months." Jo mumbled crossing her arms as she picture the dead girl from last night.
"This is awesome. This is seriously the best thing that happened to this town…since," Stiles said as the girl of his dreams-Lydia Martin- walked past the small group going to school, "since the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey Lydia you look like," Lydia didn't turn around to look at Stiles, "like you're going to ignore me. Great." Stiles then turned to look at Scott and Jo. "You two are the cause of this."
"Really?" The two wondered in sync of each other.
"You two scarlet nerd-ed me." Stiles replied as Jo and Scott both rolled their eyes.
Jo sat in the back of her first class of the day with Scott behind her and Stiles sitting next to her. Mr. Green stood in front of the class starting his boring class. To be truthful Jo didn't even know what Mr. Green taught. She just knew it was stupid and she didn't need it in the real world. As Mr. Green started to talk about his class rules stuck one ear bud in. Her big hair hid the cord so Mr. Green didn't notice that she was listening to music. The door opened as a new girl walked in with the vice principal.
"Class this is our new student Allison Argent. Please do everything to make her feel welcome." The vice principal said as he then turned around and left. Allison's head was low as she walked to the empty seat behind Scott. Scott then turned around and handed a pen to her. Jo didn't know why Scott did this. If there was a prank evolve or something. She didn't know. And she didn't ask either. Some things were better left if Jo just didn't ask. Jo turned her music up louder as she tried very hard to tune out the sound of Mr. Green's annoying voice.
The period too forever to end. As the bell rung Jo grabbed her bag and ran out of the classroom. One class down a lot freakin' more to go. Yippy. She walked towards the locker and threw some books into her locker and grabbed two new books and then leaned against her locker. Still listening to music she looked around. The new girl, same one from Jo's first class period, was putting books in her looker keeping her head down so no one would notice her. It was very clear that she had no friends so far. Before Jo could walk over to Allison and try to be nice Lydia Martin, the queen bee of Beacon Hills, walked over to Allison and started talking to her.
That's what I get for trying to be nice Jo thought gloomy as she walked across the hall were Scott and Stiles were standing.
"Can someone tell me how the new girl is here all of five minutes, and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique?" Jo wondered as Stiles and Scott both stared at Lydia and Allison their mouths a little open.
"Because she's hot," Stiles blurted out, "beautiful people herd together."
"Why aren't I part of Lydia's clique then?" Jo asked staring at Stiles her arms crossed. Stiles looked down at Jo he's mouth shut, thinking very hard to say something either witty or nice.
"You're too hot to be in their clique?" Stiles said sounding like a question.
"Nice save." Scott mumbled as Jo rolled her eyes.
"You know just how to make a girl feel special." Jo replied nodded her head.
"It's a talent and a curse." Stiles agreed. "Are you going to watch us try out?"
"Of course, it will be the only funny thing of my day." Jo said.
"We're going to make the team." Scott spoke up. Jo looked at Scott not believing what he just said. "At least I'm going to make the team."
The three teenagers turned and starting to walk to the lacrosse flied. Everyone in the high school was going to the same place: lacrosse flied. Lacrosse was the big sport of Beacon Hills since the football team sucked. So everyone was in the halls pushing and showing against each other. People were pushing and shoving against the hallway being loud. Jo shut her eyes tightly and then opened then. Her vision started to get blurry. All the faces around her were starting to blend in with each other. Jo's stomach then did a black flip. She then looked down at her hands, they were twitching.
Crap, not now Jo thought tears forming in her eyes I can't be doing this. Not here. Not now.
She looked up trying to find someone she knew. Like Stiles or Scott. They could help, they knew what to do. Both of them were far away in the halls.
"Stil-" Jo gasped no oxygen her throat. "Sco-"
That wasn't go work out. Jo turned around and shoved her way past people. She end up bumping into someone. Papers and books end up falling everywhere.
"I'm so-" Jo stammered as she fell to the ground and tried to help gather all the books and papers.
Jo looked up to see Allison laugh half heartily. "It's okay." Allison looked at Jo who as giving all her papers and books. Allison lightly touched Jo's hand. "Are you okay?"
Jo started to shake her head no. "Pan-pan-ic at-tt-ack."
Allison's eyes grew big as she got up fast and pulled Jo's handed running to the girl's bathroom. Jo pushed the door back fast as she dropped her bag. She ran straight for the corner of the room as Allison dropped her stuff and got on her knees a couple feet away from Jo.
"Hey. Hey. Hey." Allison called out trying to get Jo's attention. Jo looked up at her tears now falling. Jo's mouth was dry as she held her hands at her throat gasping for air. "It's okay. You're okay. Can you say the alphabet backwards?"
"What?" Jo wheezed. "I can-can-can't do that. I can-can-can't."
"Z…y….x….w…." Allison said. "What's after 'w'?"
Jo thought about it. "V."
"Yes, good job, say the rest with me." Allison replied. "V….u…..t….s," Jo started to say the alphabet with Allison, "r….q….p…..o….n….m…l…k…j…i…h…g…f…e….d…c…b….a."
Jo was finally calm. She leaned her head against the cold tile walls of the girl's bathroom as she started to take normal deep breathes in and out.
"Thank you." Jo looked at Allison a smile on the edge of her lips.
"I'm Allison." She held her hand out. Jo's hand trembled as she shook Allison's.
"Jo."
"Are you going to go watch the lacrosse try outs?" Allison wondered.
Jo looked taken aback. Allison was friends with Lydia, the most popular girl in school, so why was she talking to someone so nerdy like Jo?
"I'm fine, Allison. It was nice meet you. You don't have to talk to me." Jo said.
"Why wouldn't I talk to you?" Allison asked a little amusement in the tone of her voice.
"Your friends with Lydia, the most popular girl in school. I'm a loser. You can't be friends with me and her. You'll lose her." Jo replied. "And if I were you I would lose the loser like me and be friends with her."
"I can be friends with both of you." Allison said as she held her hand out. "Come on, let's go watch the lacrosse try outs."
Allison and Jo walked up the benches. Allison sat next to Lydia on the top one and Jo sat one down next to Allison. Lydia turned to look at Allison a confuse look on her face. How can someone become popular so fast and already be friends with such a loser? As Jo was pulling out her phone doing something, Lydia didn't care, Lydia turned to look at Allison.
"Why are you hanging out with the loser?" Lydia whispered to Allison.
"She's not a-" Allison was going to define her new friend when Jo turned around to face the two girls.
"Really Lydia; I knew you before your bra size became bigger than your I.Q. Or at least the I. Q you pretend to have," Jo snapped as Lydia eyes grew big fast. How did she know that Lydia was secretly smart? "Because you and I know that you're a freakin' genius."
"How long have you know?" Lydia whispered not wanting anyone else to know.
"Forever." Jo replied.
"And you didn't tell?"
Jo rolled her eyes. "Why ruin your life when I have my own to screw up?"
Jo then turned to looked at the flied. Jackson Whittemore was captain of the lacrosse team (he was also Lydia's boyfriend; they were like the 'it' couple) was doing laps with the rest of the team. Then the boys got in a line with their own lacrosse sticks and were going to try to make a goal as Scott was goalie. Jo chuckled to herself. Scott was a horrible goalie. Jo was a better goalie than Scott and she was horrible. A person threw a ball at the goal and it hit Scott right in the head. Scott fell to the ground and Jo started laughing.
"Nice catch with your face, McCall!" Jo shouted from her seat making all the team members laugh. Stiles glared at Jo and she didn't even care. Jo turned to face Lydia and Allison who both had a confuse look on their faces. "I live with him."
"You're his sister?" Allison asked. Jo looked at Allison, were people really this stupid?
"Adopted sister?" Lydia offered the idea that was more believable. After all Scott was a light skin Mexican and Jo was an African American girl. The two didn't even have the same eye color mindless same parents.
"No I'm much better looking than him." Jo said. "My parents are dead and so I sleep at my friend's house until I'm 18 so I can get my own places."
"I'm sorry." Allison replied with a sad look on her face. Jo shrugged. Talking about the death of her family was like cutting a knife in Jo's heart. But she had to play it off, she couldn't have people know that she was weak.
"I'm not. I'm really close to becoming Batman." Jo teased trying to lighting the mood.
Lydia and Allison chuckled softly as Jo looked back at the try outs. Scott was standing up now and someone tried to make a goal. Scott surprisingly caught it.
"What's his name?" Allison wondered staring at Scott.
"Scott McCall. Why?" Jo wondered not looking at the girls but still watch practice.
"He's in our English class." Allison said staring at Scott. Oh! That's what Mr. Green teaches Jo thought and shrugged. Again and again as people try to make goals Scott kept catching them. "He seems like he's pretty good."
"Very good." Lydia agreed. Jackson cut in front of the line. He ran towards the goal and tried to shot. Scott caught it. Everyone started cheer for Scott, even Lydia and Jo. Jackson glared at the girls but they didn't care. Jo grabbed her bag and was going to run over to Stiles who was sitting on the bench when Lydia grabbed her hand.
"Thanks for not telling anyone about me….you know…being smart." Lydia said. For once Lydia was being sincere and nice something that didn't happen often.
Jo shrugged. "It's cool."
"I've having a party on Friday, you should come." Lydia replied as Jo nodded her head. Secretly Jo knew so probably wasn't going to go but she wasn't just going to blurt that out. Jo then ran over to Stiles sitting next to him on the benches watching Scott still try out.
"Is Scott smoking something? I might need to flush the stash." Jo teased lightly glancing at Stiles and then back at Scott.
"I don't know but whatever he's on I might need to try it out." Stiles replied. Jo rolled her eyes and slapped the back of his head.