A/N: In this fanfic I incorporated a character from another Teen Wolf fanfiction, Aria Stilinski, who was Stiles's sister, please read (Brand New Start) otherwise you'll be dealing with some pretty tough spoilers. Thank you!
Ella floats through her room with astounding sufficency. Arranging various film reels accordingly. She seemed as if a mad man in the mist of his madness. Her hands wafting away through the wind. She'd smile as she'd look at the old photos of her and her dad before he'd died so violently due to cancer. Ella quickly grabs her band shirt, my Chemical Romance, slipping it on.
"You're going to be late!" Her aunt Liza calls from downstairs.
"I'm coming!" Ella shouts back, grabbing her backpack and slinging it over her shoulder. She hurries down the stairs.
"Toothbrush check." Liza points at Ella's mouth.
Ella hadn't even realized she'd left the toothbrush in her mouth. She quickly darts into the bathroom, putting it away. "Thanks Liza." Ella looks around, trying to spot her younger cousin, "Where's Ivan?"
Liza shrugs, hurrying to put peanut butter on a piece of bread, "As if I know where that little nightmare ran off to.. HEY! Hey, Ivan, get back here! For the last time, take that damn cape off!"
Ella dances around Ivan, "I'll see you after school kid." She says, ruffling his blonde hair.
Ivan looks up at her with his gaped tooth smile, "Have a nice day, Ella." He says in his polite tone.
Ella catches her car keys as Liza tosses them to her, "You too. Love you guys." She shouts as she darts out the door.
As Ella walks into the school she can tell things are different. She can tell because there's a memoriam on the front lawn, showing a photo of a blonde teenager with piercing green eyes. The picture is surrounded with candles.
RIP Aria Stilinski
"Sad, isn't it?"
Ella turns around to see one of the twins, "Yeah, pretty sad, can only imagine how her family is doing."
"Oh, they're absolutely devastated." The twin affirms, "Aiden by the way."
"Ella." Ella takes his outstretched hand, promptly shaking it with her own. "Sooo.. it isn't insensitive to ask how she died, is it?"
Aiden shakes his head, "Curious. Mugging gone horribly wrong." He scratches his chin, "Horribly horribly wrong. You never realize how much of a dent someone leaves in your life until they leave it."
Ella nods, biting her lip nervously, "Did you know her?"
"Fleetingly."
"Did you like her?"
Aiden offers her a dry smile, "It's wrong to talk badly of the dead."
"'Course." Ella takes in a deep breath, "Well, rest in peace, Aria Stilinski." Ella turns on her heel, "I'll see you around Aiden."
"See ya."
Ella nearly falls asleep in Econ class, but someone catches her eyes. It's a boy with brown hair, pale skin, and blue eyes. Ella doesn't realize how intensely she's watching him until he catches her.
Their eyes connect for a few beats too long. Within those beats, he winks at her. Her cheeks immediately flash a bright red and she looks down at her textbook. Her eyes wide with terror.
"Are you okay?" Ella's best friend, Kira, asks.
Ella glances up, whispering back, "Fine, just a little out of it."
Kira nods, "Figured as much, you look like you haven't been sleeping."
"Ivan's been keeping me up all night. He keeps claiming he's seeing the bat signal in the air and that he needs me to drive him to the zoo." Ella complains, scratching the back of her neck.
Coach suddenly slams his textbook down on the desk, "Are you two ladies having a nice time chatting over my class?" He asks.
"Do you want honesty-" Ella asks.
Coach grins at her, "I bet you do. Kira, up, Stilinski, up, time to do an impromptu seating fix. Switch seats." He commands. Kira shoots Ella a sympathetic look and retreats to her new seat on the other side of the room. It just had to be Ella's luck that she ended up with the guy she'd just stared at for five minutes.
He sits down in front of her, immediately turning around, a smirk on his lips, "You know, the best love stories start with a good seating switch." He turns back around before Ella can respond.
Not that she even could, she was flustered beyond repair.
After the bell rings, Ella scurries to get herself together, but the boy, Stiles, stops her.
"You look familiar." Stiles comments.
"Do I? I might just have one of those faces." Ella shrugs, sliding her bag over her shoulder.
"No, no, I remember now. I had a near death experience and I saw you."
"You hallucinated about me?"
"More of a guardian angel thing."
Ella rolls her eyes, though a smile still touches her lips, "Do you think you're smooth?"
"Doesn't matter what I think, matters what you think." Stiles grins, leaning on his desk, "So what's your name?"
"I'm Ella. Ella Roberts." Ella responds, not being able to wipe that stupid goofy smile off her lips.
Stiles bows, "Pleasure to make your accquaintance, I'm Stiles, Stiles Stilinski."
Ella freezes, the last name, she recognizes it. That poor girl in the front. The silence hangs in the air. "Hey look I'm-"
"Don't bother apologizing." Stiles shrugs, "What's done is done." He shrugs it off so easily it's almost alarming. How easily one can quickly throw away their grief as if were a used ziplock bag. "Hey, don't do that."
Ella's cheeks immediately flush again, "Don't do what?"
"Feel bad for me, I've had enough of people feeling bad for me."
"Sorry."
"You're doing it again!"
"I'm sorry!" Ella's cheeks flaming a brighter red, "I-I can't help it!"
Stiles grins all of a sudden, taking a few steps back, "You're pretty cute."
"You're pretty confident." Ella fires back.
"Only for good reason." Stiles turns around, about to walk out, "Call me."
"I don't have your-" Then Ella notices the small note he left on her desk. She picks it up, waving it at him, "Thanks." She says, a smile clad on her lips.
Stiles Stilinski was an interesting one indeed.
"Good day at school?" Liza asks as Ella walks through the door. Liza is busy washing dishes.
"The majority of it was good. There was a memorial at school today, for some girl named Aria." Ella drops her bag on the floor. "Aria Stilinski."
The sound of glass shattering sounds throughout the entire house, "Did I hear you correctly?"
Ella looks at Liza, panicked, "What is your problem?"
"Clean this up, I have to go." Liza proclaims, stepping over the glass and grabbing her peacoat. She snatches up her car keys and reaches for the front door knob but Ella stops her.
"Are you going to tell me what this is about?!" Ella asks, "You can't go and not tell me anything."
"This is much bigger than you." Liza says, "It's best if you don't know for right now, now move before I move you."
Liza has never threatened Ella before, so when the threat shines clear as day, Ella quickly relinquishes her hold on the door. She watches Liza hurriedly get into her car and speed away.
What the fuck was going on?
