After thirty minutes of playing, 'perfect daughter' in front of a bunch of nosy strangers, Phoenix was more then happy to be leaving the dinner.
Her stomach full of, French fries and a chocolate milkshake, something that she loved but rarely had, she was constantly training, so she had to eat healthy foods only.
She rolled her window down, and allowed herself a small smile. She loved to wind, but she hated the sound, she had enhanced senses one of the many things that came with the territory of being loric, and the roar of the wind was something she found deafening.
As she held her hand out the window and ran her fingers through the wind, she just kept telling herself that this time it would work, she would control herself, blend in, and nobody would know the difference.
What she didn't know however was that, the house Tyson had purchased was right next door to the sheriff, where a overly curious sixteen year-old boy with a buzz cut, sat at his computer in front of his window.
And that window had a perfect view of they're house.
...
Stiles was drawn away from his research, on this lizard creature reeking havoc on the small town, when he heard a car door slam shut.
Peeking out his window he was met with the sight, of a man and a teenage girl that looked to be around his age, and although she and the man looked nothing alike he had to assume that she was his daughter.
People often don't count on the way that stiles seems to be able to pick up on every little detail about a person just by watching them, underestimating the amazing way his mind works because of his ADHD.
Immediately, he's drawn in by her appearance. He watches in fascination, as her ruby red pony tail bounces with every step she takes. He also notices how each step she takes seems to me cautious and thought out.
He tilts his head to the side as he notices, the way her eyes seem to follow ever little movement around her, making her seem on edge, if not slightly paranoid. And his brows furrow when he takes in the fact that the light seems to make the strangely beautiful gold color of her iris's sparkle.
He smiles slightly, as she tips her head back, letting the warmth of the setting sun spread over her flawless porcelain skin.
He observes the way the pair moves around each other, as they carry in the vary few things they have with them - that in itself being odd and already having him on guard and suspicious.
He notices the way they keep an eye on each other, moving easily and efficiently, he notices the father/daughter like bond between them- yet he still has his doubts about that- but he also notices that it's hard to tell who holds the real authority between the two.
The man is no doubt intimidating, and stern keeping her in check with firm glances and the odd harsh glare every once in a while as they work.
But... he also can't help but see that the young girl radiates a sense of power, he can tell just by the way she holds herself with her head up high and her back straight, shoulders back and muscles tense.
She seems to have a rebellious personality, if the way she quickly bites something back every time the man seems to scold or correct her on something was anything to go by.
He bites his lip and frowns when he picks up on the small ticks that give away the fact that she has an anger problem, like the way she clenches her jaw, or stops to take a deep breath and clench her hands into fist, when the man calls something after her.
All in all he's both intrigued and concerned about this new neighbors. When they go in the house for the night stiles tries to go back to his research reminding himself to tell Scott about his weird new neighbors at school in the morning just in case there was something inhuman about the two.
But his focus if once again drawn to the house when the sound of a window opening catches his attention, he watches as the mystery girl carefully slides open the window to what must be her room, and gracefully climbs out onto the roof, she's changed into a pair of thick black yoga pant's and a black and white sports bra, her ruby hair is out of its pony tail falling freely down around her shoulders and ending at the small of her back.
She effortlessly pulls herself up a little higher onto the flatest part of the roof, and lays down one leg bent up and her arm hanging off the edge, her fingers brushing through the breeze along with her hair.
In the light of the moon he can see how tired and worn out she truly looks she seems to be both praying for sleep and fighting against her own exhaustion, but still she smiles one of those rare blinding ones that hardly any one ever has, and she watches the sky fixated on the stairs and plants, like its the best thing in the world.
She's still there when he finally calls it a night and drags himself to bed some time later.
...
A short drive from the dinner, stood a small house with a 'for rent' sign in the front yard.
Phoenix didn't pay much attention to it when they pulled up, they were all the same anyways, a door, some walls, a couple windows, and a roof.
This one was however a lot bigger then they usually went for. It had a small basement where Tyson set up all his computers and monitors, the first floor was a simple little living room, at the front of the house in perfect view of the big bay window.
It also had a small kitchen, phoenix sneered at the bright orange color it was painted, the stair case was also at the back of the house, it led to a large bedroom, a storage room, and a bathroom.
The last door at the end of the hallway led up to the attic. It was wide open and painted a shocking red color, there was a bed in the middle and a dresser off to the side. But the thing that really made phoenix want it, was the windows, they were perfect for climbing out of silently and on to the roof.
After a quick run through of the house they got to work carrying in the few things they had with them - it was a rental property and most of the furniture was already there- just tyson's computers, my loric chest, and a few large suit cases that usually stayed packed.
As they worked, the odd pair bickered and teased each other like they always did when they were trying to keep there minds off the fact that they had moved to another new place without any knowledge if anyone had noticed or followed them out here.
It didn't help that phoenix could feel eyes on her the entire time they were coming in and out of the house, she subtlety glanced around and out of the corner of her eye she noticed, a boy about her age watched from the window next door.
She heaved a sigh of relief, she could deal with nosy neighbors she'd done it before, what she didn't know if she could deal with was how intently he seemed to be watching here. He was wary of them that's for sure.
Her mind wandered on about the boy sometime later as they settled in she let it until the sky got dark, then she did what she always did.
She said goodnight to Tyson leaving him in the basement in front of his many computer screens where he'd stay probably most of the night, and she changed into a pair of yoga pants and a sports bra. She let her hair down from it pony tail sighing softly at the feeling of the silky tresses tumbling down around her shoulders and back.
She grimaced as she dry swallowed a sleeping pill, she had terrible nightmares without them, sometimes she still does - more often then not really- but the pills kept her from screaming somehow.
She flounced over to her window easily throwing it open, and gracefully slid out and on to the roof. She felt those eyes again as she carefully climbed higher onto the roof.
She laid down like she always does, one leg bend up and her arms hanging off the side brushing through the slight breeze along with her hair, she allowed herself to smile when the moonlight hit her skin, covering every inch of it.
She loved the stars and planets, knowing that lorien was right up there with them, one thing she remembered about her planet was that it was so close to the stars, that at night time it looked as if you could just reach out and touch them.
That was probably what she missed most.
She fought to stay awake until the curious boys light went out sometime really late at night - or maybe extremely early in the morning - and then she fell asleep.
Yes on the roof, like she always does close to the stars, and home.
She had school in the morning, and she was determined to find the whiskey eyed neighbor she now had, and 'talk to him' about spying on neighbors.
She's pretty sure it's illegal.
But for the sheriffs son?