Wolf Moon
Dylan sits down, reading her notes for her AP Calculus class. She is currently reviewing for a huge test she has tomorrow and won't take the exception of failing. Never in her life has she failed and she never will. Dylan has always pushed herself to go over and beyond, not caring what people will say. Of course, she knew the consequences of pushing herself over the limit, so that's why she stays to a certain schedule, never breaking any one of them. Too bad Stiles has plans on breaking them.
Dylan's phone rings, and Dylan takes a moment to stop, pick it up, and look at it. She rolls her eyes and sets her phone back on her dresser. She had no time for Stiles foolish adventure tonight. She has a test to study for! Dylan's phone stops ringing and she lets out a sigh of relief as she kept on studying, glad there are no interruptions anymore. However, she stands corrected when her phone starts ringing once again. She groans as she picks up her phone and turns it off. She puts her phone back and starts studying once more. She squints sown at her sheet of paper, then shift her glasses back on her nose in order to see.
" D over dx multiplied by the x to the power of n equals . . ." Dylan mumbles to herself as she continues studying and studying, not giving up until her clock rings for 5:20 p.m. " n times x to the n minus one power . . ."
She goes over the derivatives quietly to herself, until her mother calls her name out. " Dylan! Stiles is here!" Dylan looks up and sets her book down, aggravated. What the hell does Stiles want? she thought to herself as she got up and pull down her gym shorts a little. She thumped downstairs and glared at her weirdo of a friend.
Dylan's mother look at her daughter, giving her a small smile, knowing how much Dylan hates to be disturbed from studying. Dylan has never been the one to go ballistic over boys or hair, but anything that involves her life, then she'll go ham. He mother walks back into her office, filling out the paper work she was given from work and left the two teens to solve their business on their own.
Dylan eyed Stiles angrily. " What do you want, Stiles? You know I don't like being stopped from what I was doing."
Stiles put on that goofy grin as usual, anxiously waiting to tell Dylan the news about the half body two joggers found in the woods. " There's a half dead body in the woods and I was wondering if you'd like to check it out with Scott and I." Dylan huffed and closed her eyes.
" Do you really think that I'd want to come in the woods, late at night to just see some damn dead body? Stiles, seriously? You should know better!" Dylan yell, furiously that Stiles kept blowing up her phone and came to her house just for this. Dylan found it absurd for him to be even wanting to go out there. Dylan shuts the door in Stiles' face and heads back upstairs.
Dylan went back to studying, seeing the time says 5:21 p.m. She lets out a sigh and rubs her forehead, knowing it wasn't the right choice for her to yell at Stiles like the way she did. She took up her phone and turned it back on. She smiled as she looked at the many phone calls Stiles had made. Eight, and three text messages. She opened up the text messages and read them. It all mentioned the dead body, so Dylan decided to ignore those and open up a new message to Stiles.
To: Stiles Stilinski
From: Dylan Vanderwall
Message: I'm sorry Stiles. I didn't mean to snap at you. Have fun and be safe! Tell me if you see big foot! Tell Scott I said hi! I'll bring doughnuts tomorrow. Same flavors?
Dylan sent the message and almost immediately did she get a message. She opened the message and smiled once reading it.
To: Dylan Vanderwall
From: Stiles Stilinski
Message: It's fine. The usual. Of course we'll be safe. You're friends with Stiles Stilinski for sakes!
Dylan rolls her eyes and sets her phone back and decided she'd get a really early night in. She was exhausted from all that studying and it wouldn't kill her to sleep. Despite her determined ways for a great and successful future, she also loves her sleep. Dylan gets up and walks towards her drawers. She took out a huge t-shirt she got from her late father and a pair of blue bed shorts. She took off her current clothes and put on the new set of clothes.
After changing, she went downstairs took an apple and told her mother good night. Her mother chuckled, knowing her daughter wants an early night.
"Good night my dear. Sleep well," her mother says as she types on her laptop. Dylan nods as she exits the office and jog up the steps, entering her room. She diced on the bed, quickly eating the apple and going into her bed.
Dylan hands Stiles and Scott's their doughnuts she had promised and took her bag. She sat on Stiles' jeep and ate her doughnut as she read Innocence by Kathleen Beales. Whenever Dylan read, she got lost in the world of the story land and pictured herself as the main character, so it was no surprise that she didn't notice the constant snapping in her face as Stiles and Scott attempted to catch Dylan's attention. It wasn't until Scott snatched the book out of her hand did she notice.
" What?" she snapped as she reached out, trying to take the book out of Scott's hands, but Scott had a really tight grip on it. Stiles gave Dylan a disappointed look as he once again explained the situation of Scott getting bit by a 'wolf.' Dylan snickered once hearing the story. " Scott, there are no more wolves in Beacon Hills. They were gone for about sixty years."
Scott whimpered unhappily and let out a sigh. " Now I know." Dylan patted him on the back reassuringly.
" It's fine, Scott," Dylan tells him. " Whatever it is. You'll be fine."
He nodded and gives Dylan a small smile. " OK. Thanks, Vander."
" No problem, Scott," Dylan said and they all headed inside. Because Dylan had all AP classes, she is stuck without Stiles and Scott for the rest of the day, except lunch. Not that they mind.
Dylan walks into her AP Calculus class and sits down at her desk. She sits down at her desk and says a little prayer before the teacher hands out their tests. Was Dylan nervous? No, but she still had the habit of praying before doing an actual test. She opened her eyes as the teacher sets a test on her desk. The teacher gives Dylan a warm smile as she said, " you'll do great."
Dylan nodded as she took out her materials in order to do the test. Dylan let out a breath and took up the test, examining it. Oh, this is easier than I thought, Dylan thought to herself and she took the test with ease and no anxiety at all.
Dylan walked her way onto the field and sat down on the bleachers. She opened her book, Innocence and began reading. A strawberry blonde and brunette made their way over next to Dylan, one ignoring the presence of Dylan and the other with friendliness and curiosity. The brunette sat next to Dylan and leaned over to get a peak of her book. She smiled, once looking at it.
" Innocence. It's a really nice book," the brunette spoke, startling the engrossed Dylan. Dylan looked over and held her heart. The brunette quickly felt guilty and apologized. " I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."
Dylan gave the girl a small smile. " No. It's fine . . . Just love this book."
" Allison Argent," the brunette says, introducing herself and sticking out her hand for Dylan to shake.
" Dylan Vanderwall," Dylan says. " Call me Vander or preferably."
" Nice to meet you, Vander," Allison says, smiling kindly at Dylan, noticing the blonde head waiting impatiently for Allison. Allison got up. " I have to go. Lydia is waiting on me."
Dylan nodded, not really caring if the girl was gone or not. She went back reading her book, but looked up every now and then every time she heard the crowd cheered for Scott as he caught each ball from the goal. When practice was over, Dylan said bye to Allison, Scott and Stiles and headed home.
At home, Dylan spent her time doing homework and reading Innocence for most of her time being. Getting up occasionally for a snack or if her mother is calling her. Dylan looked at buzzing phone and picks it up, seeing that Stiles is calling. She answers the phone.
" Hello," she says as she puts her phone to her ears. She heard the muffled voices of Scott and Stiles.
" Hey, Vander! What you up to?" Stiles ask. Dylan shrugged, though she knew they couldn't see her.
" Just the usual, reading Innocence and studying for fun," Dylan answers, and hears the faint voice of Stiles saying, "mhm."
" So, we were in the woods, looking for Scott's inhaler when a man comes out of no where," Stiles starts. Dylan laughs and shook her head, knowing this is Stiles' usual behavior.
" Why are you telling me this, Stiles? Does this concern me, really?" Dylan asks.
" Nope, just wanted to tell you," Stiles answers. " Anyways, he's Derek Hale, and-"
" You mean Hale as the arson Hale? From six years ago?" Dylan asks, curiously.
" Yeah, I was wondering what he's doing back here," Stiles says. Dylan mutters an 'mhm' in agreement.
" Wondering . . ." she says, trailing off, looking at her book. " Stiles, I have to go. Bye!" Before Stiles has the time to reply, she hangs up and picks up her book, going back to reading.
In two hour or three hours at least, she hears her phone ring. She places her book down, picks up her phone and look at the caller ID, Scott McCall. She answers her phone with a 'hello'.
" I have a date with Allison!" Scott says immediately after she says hello. Dylan giggles, which isn't a usual reaction, but it is when she's around her two 'distractions' as she likes to call them.
" Good for you, Distraction Number One. She's really pretty and I hope you two last for 100 years," Dylan says, encouraging him. " Scott, I'm reading a perfectly good book, so . . . Bye!"
She hangs up before he could and picks up her book, going back to reading it.
Dylan walks through corridors, heading to the bathroom. It was that time of the month and she has extremely been in pain for most of the morning. As Dylan turned the corner, she spots Scott and Jackson in at it again. She quickly inches back so she doesn't get noticed by them. " Where are you getting your juice?" she hears Jackson question Scott angrily. What the hell is that cocky headed boy talking about?
" My mom does all the grocery shopping!" Scott says frightened at the Jackson, though he's used to his antics. Dylan let out a quiet snort at Scott's answer as she continued to listen, but the pain was unbearable, so she groaned.
" Oh! You mean steroids!" Scott says coming to realization, though Dylan rarely ever made fun of Scott's stupidity, these were one of the days she wanted to, but Dylan just kept giving herself excuses so she wouldn't think anything bad. Jackson must've been really annoyed because next thing Dylan hears is a slam against the lockers. She peeks out a little to see Jackson pinning her friend against the lockers. Dylan makes her way quickly next to the boys and split them apart.
Jackson spots Dylan and let's go of Scott, walking away as he cursed profanities under his breath. Well, that was really easier than Dylan originally had thought.
Today, Dylan decided not to stay after school to watch her distractions practice. She has another test coming up and she needs a lot of preparation in order to pass this test. She sat down in her bed and opens her book bag, pulling out her AP Biology textbook. Though Dylan has a good grade in the class, she has never gotten a 100% on one of the test and she's determined to pass this one with a big, fat hundred on it.
" Vacuoles - UGH!" She picks up her ringing phone and turns it off, going back to her textbook. " Now where was I?"
Two hours later, Dylan wakes up from her nap that she didn't know she took until now. She looks around and groan when she reads it the clock, 8: 45 p.m. She threw herself back under her covers and fell back to sleep.
Dylan puts on her outfit for Lydia's party that Distraction Number Two has begged her to go to. She walks downstairs and waits patiently for Stiles to come. She heard a door knock and got up to open it. She opened the door to Stiles and he gave her his usual smile. " Are you ready?" Stiles asked. Dylan rolls her eyes as she walks back into her room and picks up the new book she's reading after she finished reading Innocence, See Me by Nicholas Sparks. She then walks back to Stiles and they both head into the jeep, off to the party.
Dylan and Stiles fought their way from the crowd of drunken teenagers. Dylan gagged in disgust as she smelt vomit in the direction of some random boy. Stiles walks next to Dylan. " Watch after Scott, please." Dylan nods and makes her way to an empty chair and sits in it as she opens her book to page one. She would look up ever so often to see Allison dancing happily with Scott, but this time when she looked up Scott looks sick and he's walking away from Allison, looking like he's in pain.
Dylan gets up and follows him outside, but luckily she bumps into Allison. " oh hey, Vander!" Dylan smiles warmly as she kept an eye out for Scott, but he was no where to be seen.
" Hey Allison," Dylan says, but it isn't as cheerful as she wanted it to be. Allison noticed, but decided to ignore it.
" Have you seen Scott?" she asks. Dylan shakes her head no.
" That's who I'm looking for," Dylan says, answering Allison's question. Dylan notices Allison's expression. " Don't worry. Scott must've been feeling sick. He's not usually like this. Don't be upset with him."
Allison nods unsure. " You sure?"
" Yes, I am," Dylan says. Then a shadow appears in front of the two girls, causing them to look. Dylan looked at the man weirdly and Allison does the same. The man spread out a smile, which Dylan can tell he kind of forces out.
" Hi Allison, Dylan. I'm Derek Hale, a friend of Scott's "- the man gives Dylan look saying to go along with it, so she does for some particular reason- " He told me to give you two a ride home."
Allison looks over at me for approval and I just shrug. " I guess . . ."
" OK," Allison says, skeptical, but heads to the car anyways. We walk to a black Camaro and enter. Derek opens the door for Dylan and Allison. We enter and sit in silence as Derek makes his way over to the driver's seat and takes off. When Allison leaves, it leaves Derek and Dylan there alone. It was a comfortable silence left between the two, despite the telling of directions once and a while. When Derek finally reaches Dylan's house, Dylan looks over at him, giving him a small smile and exits the car not saying a thank you or anything. Something told Dylan that he wasn't going to reply.
Dylan enters her home and swiftly takes off her shoes. She noticed that all the lights were off, so she went to the conclusion that her mother must've fell asleep. She walks up the stairs and into her room. She turns on the light and changes into some night clothes. She threw herself into the bed and fell asleep.
At the end of the day, Stiles had to explain everything that has been happening to Scott. Surprisingly, Dylan believes every word of it. She always knew that Beacon Hills was an 'off' place to the start. She just wants to make clear that she wants nothing to do with it all. Though Dylan cares about Scott, she doesn't want to be involved with the chances of being killed or severely injured. She made the decision of giving them any advice needed, but that's it. That's all her contribution would be.
Both Stiles and Dylan made their way to Scott. " Did Allison forgive you?" Dylan asks.
Scott nods. " Yes, she won't regret it this time . . . Hopefully . . . But that's not what I'm worrying about, though."
" What is it?" Stiles asks.
" Allison's dad is a hunter. He's the one that shot me with an arrow last night," Scott answers. All of them looked back at the red car in shock and bewilder. Well this is bad. Dylan is the first to speak up after the shocking news.
" Just so you guys know, " she starts. " I'm staying out of it as best I can!"