Jasmine's POV
I was driving in my (once) silver chevy Alero into Beacon Hills. I had just finished College and was more than excited to be going home. To see my dad and brother. I hadn't seen them since Christmas. I had taken the summer to work to save to be able to buy a newer car. My Alero was getting less and less reliable, it was scary driving it the 10 hours back to Beacon.
I pulled up in front of the old house that I had grown up in. I pulled into the parking spot behind the blue Jeep in the driveway, dads cruiser was parked in the other spot. I put the car in park and grabbed one of my bags and headed in the house. After closing the door behind me I turned and yelled out. "Hey, anyone home?!" I heard feet running down the hall upstairs, then a thump as someone fell and then feet running down the stairs. "Jaz!" I heard my little bro yell just before he tackled me in a hug nearly knocking me off my feet. "Hey Spaz." I said laughing. I backed away and noticed he had let his hair grow out from the buzz. "Bout time you let it grow out." I laughed while mussing up his hair. He tried to fix it but it just looked a mess. "Is that my daughter?" I heard my dad say as he came around the corner. "Dad!" I smiled and gave him a huge hug.
After Stiles helped me with my stuff I headed up to my room. Looked like they hadn't touched it in the time since I had moved away. "So I have to work in the morning and Stiles has school. If you need you can come by the station and we might be able to find you something to do." I smiled. "You know my schooling wasn't for office work, right?" He nodded. "It's more to be able to see my daughter more." He smiled. "Thanks dad. Goodnight." He reached for the door handle. "Goodnight." After putting my stuff in the corner to organize tomorrow I got ready for bed. After climbing under the covers I sighed. I was happy to be home.
The next morning I woke up and looked at my phone for the time. 8:23 AM. I rolled over and looked out the window. It was a beautiful sunny day. I smiled remembering I was home. I got up and got dressed in yoga pants a sports bra and a tank top. I went for a jog. As an EMT we had to be fit. So I was used to exercise. I ran for a good half hour then went home and showered and got dressed for the day. After having some breakfast I decided to go visit dad before organizing my room. I stopped at the local Starbucks and drove to the Sheriffs station.
After parking my car I walked in and was greeted by a not-so-friendly deputy who looked like he would be happy to be anywhere else. But it seemed as soon as he saw me his eyes got a predatory look. "Well hello there. How can I help you?" His voice dripped of what was obviously going through his head. "Um... The Sheriff, I'm here to see the Sheriff." I tried to say with more courage than I felt. I was incredibly shy and was the exact opposite of my brother. He was outgoing and always getting in trouble. I was just as capable of getting into trouble as him. But my trouble was a little different. When we were kids we got into trouble together. More sneaking out and going into the woods with his friend Scott. I hadn't been popular in school and was more concerned with my grades and taking care of Stiles.
As I walked into the bull pen I saw an insanely attractive green eyed deputy with light brown hair. He looked up at me and smiled. I quickly looked away. God he was hot. "Can I help you?" He asked. When I turned to him I saw he was smiling an incredibly sweet and knee melting smile. "Um, I'm looking for the Sheriff." I said fidgeting with my cup. My dads in my other hand. "He's in his office." The deputy said. I smiled and tried to turn away to hide a blush as I saw through the glass in the door that my dad was in his office. On the phone. I knocked and when he motioned to come in I opened the door. I waited patiently as he finished his conversation then after he hung up he ran his hand through his hair. "Hey, what's up?" I asked. He gave a tired sigh. "We had a family murdered last night. The only survivor was their youngest son." I slumped my shoulders. I always felt bad for kids who lost family members. I knew what it was like to lose a parent at a young age. I handed him the coffee. "Large black coffee. 'No crap in it to mess with something good'." I said with a smile. He smiled in return. "Thanks, been up since 5 this morning. So any progress on the room?" He asked. "Not yet, decided to come and see you first. Bring you a coffee." He nodded a thank you as he took a sip from the steaming cup of goodness. "So any leads on the case yet?" I asked. He shook his head. "All we know is the murder weapon was an axe." I arched an eyebrow. "Who uses an axe?" I asked. He shrugged. "Don't know. I should really get back to work. I'll see you at home tonight. I might be late." He said. I nodded. "Okay, love you dad." He smiled. "Love you to sweetheart." I walked out and left him to his paperwork. I looked over to the young deputy and he smiled at me. "What, no coffee for me?" He asked. I swallowed and fidgeted with the hem of my shirt. God why was I so attracted to him. I'd seen hot guys before. "You find him?" He asked. I blushed. "Yeah." I said hesitantly. God I hated being shy. "Deputy Parrish." He said as he stood up, reaching to shake my hand. "Hi." I said taking his hand. "And your name?" He said with a chuckle. "Oh, um. Jasmine Stilinski." I said blushing. "Stilinski's daughter?" He said as a question. I nodded. My brown hair and brown eyes were the only thing similar to the Stilinski look. I had been adopted as a baby so not many people knew. I was a few years older than Stiles. He was 16 almost 17 and I was 21.
After my very awkward thirty second conversation with Deputy Parrish I headed home and decided to hide in my room and organize. I threw out some of my old posters and put up my more grown up looking pictures. I had pictures of my family and of Stiles and me and Scott. I hung all my clothes in the closet and put my books on the shelf. After a couple of hours I looked at the time. It was only 1 o'clock in the afternoon. So I went to look around town.
I had decided to go watch my brothers lacrosse tryouts. I had never liked coach Finstock. He had always been an ass. Even to me. He would pressure me to talk in class even though I hated talking to the class. He would make fun of my shyness so he was my least favourite teacher. Actually the chemistry teacher had been my least favourite. He had a God complex and always found a way to make you feel even more inferior. I was watching the tryouts and saw a young freshman who seemed to be incredibly good. I watched as Stiles nearly collapsed after their laps and it was obvious that he had been trying to keep up to the short freshman who seemed to be part cheetah. I could hear some girls talking behind me and looked back. There was Lydia Martin, and a couple girls that I didn't know. Lydia looked at me and seemed to recognize me. "Hey, your Stiles' sister." She said as she came to sit beside me. I nodded. The other two girls sat on the other side of me. "This is Kira, and Malia." Lydia introduced. I smiled. "This is Jasmine." 'Kira smiled and extended her hand for a hand shake. I shook her hand timidly. 'Malia' just kind of starred. We watched the tryouts some more and watched as the team lined up and took shots at the net. Stiles and Scott were doing defence to give the rest of the guys a bit of a challenge. We watched as the new Freshman came up to the front of the line. He easily passed Stiles then Scott. Finstock yelled and Malia stood up. "That was luck! Do over!" She yelled. "Sweetheart there's no do overs, this is practice!" He yelled back. "20 bucks on Scott and Stiles!" She yelled at him. "I'll take that bet. Liam again." Liam went to the front of the line again and ran at Scott and Stiles. But unlike before. Scott got a piece of him and Liam flipped over. He landed hard on his leg. I stood up quick and ran down the bleachers to the team surrounding him. "Guys back up!" I yelled in Paramedic mode. They moved back. "Hey, back up." Finstock said. "I'm a Paramedic." I said as I looked at his leg that didn't look like it should. "Someone get the first aid kit!" I yelled. One of the kids ran to the bench and came back with a bag. I stabilized his leg and rode with him to the hospital in the ambulance. When we got there the doctor asked me some questions. I found out that one of the doctors was Liams dad. I saw Melissa here and gave her a hug before she had to run off. I realized that I was going to need a ride back to the school to get my car. I was standing by the front door when I heard someone come up behind me. "Forget where you parked your car?" I turned to see the young deputy from earlier standing behind me. "No, um. I got a ride here with an ambulance." He nodded. "I'll give you a ride." I was about to refuse but he started to walk away to his patrol car. He reached it and opened the passenger door for me.
As we were driving it was an awkward silence for a minute before he spoke up. "So, why'd you get a ride with the ambulance?" I looked over. "I... I went to school to be a paramedic. So I was helping the guys in the Ambulance." He nodded. "Cool, so are you officially done or are you just taking some time off?" I was fidgeting with my hands. "I graduated at the end of this last June and was just working for a couple months." He nodded. "So your dads a sheriff and your an EMT." He said. I nodded.
We arrived back at the school and I was just about to get out. "So... I'll see you around then?" He asked. I nodded and smiled shyly before turning to get out. He waited until I was in my car before driving off and I was blushing so hard. He was so freaking hot.
Jordan's POV
I heard someone walk into the back area of the station and it didn't sound like the heavy footfalls of Haigh. It sounded light and timid. I looked up and saw a beautiful girl with brown hair. She was carrying a coffee and a frozen drink. She was looking at me and I smiled at her. She looked away really quickly. "Can I help you?" I asked her. She turned back. "Um, I'm looking for the Sheriff." She said. I smiled again. "He's in his office." She turned around to look at the door and she let her hair fall across her face as she turned away. She knocked and waited. Then went in. I chuckled. Man she's shy. I said to myself.
After a few minutes she came back out with one less drink in her hand. She looked over and I smiled again. "What, no coffee for me?" I teased. She looked really flustered. I chuckled. "Did you find him?" She blushed. "Yeah." She said hesitantly. I stood up and reached out my hand. "Deputy Parrish." I said introducing myself. She timidly reached out and took my hand. "Hi." I chuckled. "And your name?" She blushed a deep red. "Oh, um. Jasmine Stilinski." "Stilinski's daughter?" I asked shocked. But I guess who else would bring him coffee. She nodded. She looked about 19 or around that age. She stood there awkwardly for a minute then said goodbye as she left.
I had a hard time not thinking of the incredibly shy Stilinski girl. Her beautiful brown eyes. Her flowing mid back wavy hair. The tingle in my hand when we touched. She was gorgeous. But it was obvious that she didn't know that. If she knew she would have been one of those overly outgoing girls who thought they could have whatever they wanted. I went to go relieve the deputy guarding the kid who had wondered into the emergency room after his family had been murdered.
I had been there for a few hours when the other deputy came to relieve me. I was headed out the front door when I saw the brown haired brown eyed girl standing a little ways in front of the doors. "Forget where you parked?" I teased. She turned quickly and responded very quickly. "No." She looked unsure. "Um. I got a ride here with an ambulance." I nodded. "I'll give you a ride." I said and started walking away not giving her the chance to refuse.
As we were driving it was awkwardly quiet. "So, why'd you get a ride with the ambulance?" I asked. She looked over. It was cute how shy she was. "I... I went to school to be a paramedic. So I was helping the guys in the ambulance." I nodded as I watched the road. "Cool, so are you officially done or are you just taking some time off?" I asked. I noticed her fidgeting with the her hands. Did I really make her that uncomfortable? "I graduated at the end of this last June and was just working for a couple months." She said. I nodded. "So your dads a sheriff and your an EMT." She nodded.
We arrived at the school right by her car and she reached for the door handle. "So..." I hesitated. "I'll see you around?" She nodded and smiled shyly. Then she got out. I immediately started kicking myself. Damn it you idiot. Just ask her out. You literally have nothing to lose. Next time you see her ask her out. I waited for her to get in her car before I drove away. God why was I so drawn to her?
