Stiles paused, listening to the sound of the McCall's front door opening and shutting. Maybe he saw her coming and went to meet her. That thought in mind, she halted her trek up the roof to her best friends window, scrambled to the edge and leaned over, mouth opened to start talking.
A shriek pierced her ears and she saw a bat being lifted up into a threatening striking position.
Stiles did what any normal person would do, she screamed and threw up her hands to block the attack.
"Stiles!" Scott shouted angrily. "What the hell are you doing!"
"You weren't answering your phone!" Stiles said, a slight squeal to her voice. Her mind drew to the object in her friends hands that he previously tried to beat her with. "Why do you have a bat?!"
"I thought you were a predator!" Scott said, lowering the weapon.
"A pre-" Stiles cut herself off by laughing. Her friend was an idiot sometimes.
Scott rolled his eyes.
"Look, I know it's late." She said, sobering up. Scott might refuse to go simply because she made fun of him.
"No shit." Scott muttered.
"But you've gotta hear this."
He leaned the baseball bat against the railing and gave her an I'm-listening face.
"My dad left twenty minutes ago, dispatch called. They're bringing every officer of the Beacon Department and even the State Police." Stiles waited.
"For what?"
She slide off the roof landing on her feet only for them to buckle sending her to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Scott asked, leaning over the railing.
She jumped to her feet, stumbling a bit. She was never a graceful person. "A couple of joggers found a body in the woods." She said with a wide eyed grin, probably not the normal reaction but Stiles wasn't known for being normal.
"A dead body?" Scott stupidly said.
Stiles' grin slipped off into an unamused frown.
"No, a body of water." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yes! Dumb-ass. A dead body!" She shouted, crawling up the railing to stand on the porch.
Scott rolled his eyes. "You mean like murder?" He said, specifying.
The fact he was still asking questions was a good sign, it meant he was just as curious as Stiles' was.
"Nobody knows yet. It was a girl, probably in her twenties-"
"Hold on." Scott said. "If they found the body, then what are they looking for?"
Stiles' grinned and put her thumbs in the belt loops of her jeans. "That's the best part." She said, feeling pretty proud of herself for gathering all of this information.
Scott raised an eyebrow.
"They only found half."
A/N: Well? Should I continue? Should I scrap it? Lemme know! xo Sassy.