Chapter One:

Violet Stilinksi shakes her little head, her thick black hair waving about. Her small hands land on her hip as she gives her mother her fiercest glare.

"What is it, baby?" Clara placed the last pop-tart on Violets plate, her lips threatening to twitch upwards at the sight of the six year old.

"I'm not going"

"Baby you have too"

"No!" Violet climbed off of her chair and proceeded to stomp back to her room, making sure to slam it on her way in.

"I thought that was only meant to happen when she started her teens"

It was the start of a new school year. Clara was going to be starting her first teaching job and Violet would be starting first grade- something she was clearly not looking forward too.

Clara knew it was nerves, her baby never normally has strops of tantrums. School normally excited Violet, she looked forward to seeing her friends, but not this year apparently.

She was stressed enough as it is, she was starting her first day at Beacon Hills High as a teacher and not a student and she didn't need a stropy six year old.

Thinking quickly she sent a quick text to the one person she knew that could cheer her moody daughter up quickly; Stiles.

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"Come on Monkey, lets get you too school" Stiles Stilnski clutched his nieces hand in his own as he walked her to the front steps of the school.

He kneels down, his knees digging painfully into the bumpy concrete.

"Now listen here, Monkey. You go in their and just be your self! tell them all about your favorite Star Wars characters and how you want to be a dancer when your older and tell them all about your cool uncle Stiles"

The little girl giggled, playfully pushing her uncles shoulder.

"You will be fine. Just be your self" He taped her nose. Clara watched as uncle and niece conversed, she smiled and waved at her daughter as she finally walked up to the gate.

"Do i need to give you the same speech?" Stiles stands next to her. He turns to his sister "Because you will be an awesome teacher. You have nothing to worry about. You can tell them all about your favorite Star Wars character and how cool your brother Stiles is..." He trails off

Clara snorts throwing her arm around Stiles shoulder "Come on, nerd"