Okay, so this chapter is about the pack going to the beach obviously. Lol, well me and my friends went to the beach and we were all someone from Teen Wolf and this is how this story came to be. I hope it's good (: I was Stiles 3

Stiles lay awake at night tossing and turning. The voices in his head would not shut up, but he just kept fighting them and yelling at them to shut the fuck up. He groaned loudly annoyed but everyone around him was asleep. He was sleeping on the floor with Peter and Scott. Derek and Isaac slept in the bed. They were all going to the beach the next day, or should he say today. He looked at his phone and it read 4:32am. He let out another groan before turning onto his stomach and closed his eyes. He finally fought the voices off, so he laid in the silence of the darkness except for the random snores coming from Peter. He finally drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face, the voices shut the fuck up for once and the pack was going to the beach so he was all around happy.

His eyes tore opened at the sound of Isaacs demonic alarm clock. Stiles looked over at his phone and it read 5:30am he let out another groan before shutting his eyes again ignoring the sounds of the alarm. After about 5 minutes Isaac finally got up to turn that shit off. Stiles sat up slowly stretching his arms and popping his back.

Slowly everyone else got up. One by one everyone got ready for the beach and by 7am they were all packed and ready to go. They all climbed into Derek's car. Stiles sat in the back between Scott and Isaac. Peter sat in the passenger side next to his nephew who was driving. They drove to Wawa to get gas and breakfast. After buying their food and putting the gas into the car they pulled into a small parking lot to eat their food.

"Want to smoke a cig before we start heading out, because there will be no smoking in my car." Derek said to Stiles. Stiles eyes lit up at the sound of a cigarette.

"Move, Scott. I need to get out." Stiles said turning towards Scott. Stiles got out of the car. "Can you pop the trunk?" Stiles asked looking over at Derek. He groaned with annoyance but did anyway. "Thanks." He mumbled. He walked over and sat down on the ground and lit his cigarette. He took a hit before looking around at all the cars. They sat in silence as they smoked their cigs.

They got back into the car and was on their way to the beach now. It was almost 7:30am as they drove down the streets they sat in the silence only the music played in the back ground. Once they turned to get onto the highway they all groaned when they saw the traffic.

Scott was playing his DS and Stiles was talking to Scott. "Scott, this one time when I was driving down here there was a car full of old dudes. And the dudes in the backseat had their arms around each other, it was weird."

Scott just laughed but continued to play his DS. That went on for a little while with Stiles telling stories about when he was on the highway and stuck in traffic. Finally the traffic broke and they were going 80mph. Stiles cheered in the backseat. He laughed and sang along to most of the songs that were played.

Stiles looked out the window and saw a dead deer. He gasped in shock. "You know I hate that, why couldn't the person at least call someone and they could burry it or something." Stiles said to everyone in the car.

"Shut up, Stiles." Derek said not taking his eyes off the road.

"But I hate seeing dead deer. My neighbor use to go hunting and like all the time there was a dead deer on his front lawn. It broke my heart, that's why I feel so bad for deer when they die. They deserve to rest in peace as well." Stiles protested.

"They are just deer. Now shut up." Derek said again.

Stiles huffed and sunk back into the seat.

"You know you haven't shut up since we got into the car." Peter said with a laugh.

"Fine, I just won't talk so I won't annoy you anymore." Stiles said crossing his arms.

"I didn't say you were annoying." Peter said with a sigh.

"No, but you implied it. So *Sticks tongue out* I'll shut up forever." Stiles said throwing a tantrum.

Peter just sighed. "I like listening to your stories." Scott said with a smile.

"See at least Scott likes me." Stiles said huffing at the end of it.

"I didn't mean it like that." Peter said.

Stiles just ignored him and turned his head towards Scott. "Do we see cows on the way to the beach?" I asked.

Scott looked up at me. "Yeah, I think so why?" Scott said with curiosity in his voice.

"I'm going to point at them and say 'Hey Peter, look I found your family.'" Stiles said a smile forcing it's way upon his lips.

"Don't do that. That's just mean, you will make him cry." Scott said with a soft chuckle.

"Fine." Stiles sat back again, not wanting to start a fight.

Scott nodded before going back to his game. Stiles stared straight ahead at the road in front of him.

"I need to put my glasses on." He put his seeing glasses on under his sunglasses causing a chuckle from Scott and Stiles.

"See, Derek is just like me." Stiles said laughing; who also happened to be wearing his seeing glasses underneath his sunglasses the entire trip.

Scott laughed softly. Derek heard them laughing and said "yes I do look like a dork." Derek didn't know that they were laughing at something completely different.

There is more, but that will be next chapter stay tune.