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When class ended Kayla couldn't help the smile that flitted across her face as she heard the two goofy boys - Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski, Derek had informed her - running after her clumsily, no doubt wanting answers.
"Hey - wait up" Stiles shouted, grabbing her arm and pulling her over to the wall, him and Scott on either side of her. Instead of looking intimidated she just smirked, cocking a brow as she glanced down at his hand wrapped around her upper arm.
"Wow - wanna add manhandling as well as framing my cousin for murder to your sparkling record?" She asked sarcastically as the two boys stared down at her in shock.
"Who are you?" Scott asked incredulously, shaking his head in confusion.
"Like I said to Stiles - Kayla Hale...Derek's cousin, just moved here last night" She introduced herself, holding out her hand but Scott's eyes just darkened.
"Last night..." Scott trailed off, a sudden thought occurring to him "Did you murder the person on the bus?" He asked dangerously and Kayla heard Stiles suck in a sharp intake of breath and scoffed loudly, rolling her eyes and dropping her hand.
"Please, even if I was a werewolf I wouldn't be as obvious as that - gimme a little credit" Kayla explained, watching as the students mulled around, looking just so so so eager to get to their next class.
"Wait, you're... not a werewolf?" Stiles asked, mouth slack and glancing at Scott, "But-but you're a Hale" He added, as if that explained everything.
"Just cos I'm a Hale doesn't mean I'm a werewolf" She said, rolling her green eyes in irritation, "don't be so presumptious"
"So you're human then" Scott sighed, saying it as though it was a statement and not a question. He shared a relieved glance with his friend but Kayla just shook her head.
"Nope... well, yes I guess but no" She sighed - she didn't have time to get into this right now - she may hate school but she at least wanted to make an okay first impression.
"Well thanks for clearing that up, really, I mean... everything is crystal clear now" She heard Stiles say sarcastically and let a smirk dance across her lips.
"Unless you wanna get into my biological anatomy now, in the middle of the school corridors, with prying eyes... I suggest we leave it till later" And she held in a laugh as his cheeks darkened ever so slightly and he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, his caramel brown eyes flitting around nervously.
"So to sum it up-" Kayla cut Scott off, letting out a large audible sigh, not really liking this whole interrogation.
"I'm Kayla Hale, Derek Hale's cousin, I moved here last night from Louisiana, I'm by no means a werewolf and I did not kill the person on the bus, nor have I ever killed anyone before and if I did I wouldn't get caught. I live with my mom, I hate anything remotely healthy and my bra size is for me to know and you to find out - I'll see you in chemistry guys" And she smiled at them politely before turning on her heel and walking away, long chestnut hair flying behind her.
"Wh-What... well, she was... interesting" Stiles stuttered, right hand tapping against his leg. He was more than relieved she wasn't a werewolf - no need for a sixteen year old to have another mortal enemy but... what was she? Or rather, who was she? He wanted to find out. Way past intrigued by this point.
"Yeah" Scott agreed, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "You know what this means, right?" He asked giddy, brown eyes full of excitement.
"No, what? You can share notes on your little werewolf project?" Stiles asked sarcastically but Scott paid no heed of it.
"It means she's on our side, right? I mean - she knows about werewolves... this could help us, couldn't it?" Stiles glanced up, eyes falling on Kayla's figure as she turned a corner to head up the stairs to the chemistry lab. Well, if anything she didn't seem evil - unlike her cousin she seemed to actually have some social skills and even a personality - shocking right? Stiles threw an arm around his friend's shoulders, agreeing with him whole-heartedly.
"You know what bro - I think you might be right" but Scott's face fell, "But if she had nothing to do with the murder... then that only leaves me" And Stiles sighed. Great! Another problem to deal with.
Kayla was already sitting in her seat at the back of the chemistry lab as students started filling in, staring off into space. She was reluctant to come to Beacon hills with everything that was going on but it turned out to be... alright, dare she say. She had met a nice girl, Allison, who seemed sweet and genuine though a little subdued but that would all change once she got out of her shell and her other friend - Lydia. Lydia was... a lot to handle but Kayla thought she could manage. When she first met Lydia the strawberry blonde raised her delicate eyebrows, taking in Kayla's image, puckering her lips and then sharing a glance with Allison whose look was almost pleading. The petite Barbie doll sighed and said, "I think if I work my magic on you then... you could be something special - but not as special as me of course - we can't have that happening" And Kayla laughed. Yes so it wasn't all bad.
She hated chemistry, actually screw that, she loathed it so much she wanted to tear her own hair out and would even rather go on a shopping trip with Lydia - and trust her, that was quite a feat to accomplish. The stool next to her scraped across the floor loudly and she looked up, seeing the familiar short haired, fidgety boy she was talking with earlier.
"Wow Stiles, we meet again - what's next, you save me from a burning building?" She asked sarcastically, biting her lip when she realised what she had said. Her family did actually burn to death in a fire and no one saved them. Bad memories much?!
"Maybe... unfortunately Harris just has it out for me and Scott" He grumbled, running his hands over his short hair and then looking over to her, just staring, and Kayla raised her eyebrows, an amused smirk playing on her lips.
"You wanna say something Stiles?" She questioned, realising both of them weren't paying attention to their work as she tilted her head to the side, watching him carefully.
"You're on our side right? Scott's and mine?" He asked intently and Kayla found herself chuckling at his serious, if not mildly petrified look.
"Yeah, of course. I know I have resting bitch face but I'm not evil, promise" And Stiles smiled, his foot bouncing up and down and Kayla realised he must always be like this - ADHD probably. It was certainly endearing though - in a weird kind of way.
"Derek... you're cousin is-"
"A dick? severely rude? extremely aggressive?" She questioned and Stiles nodded, looking relieved she took his questioning the right way.
"All of the above and maybe more" Stiles agreed, leaning forward so he could talk more quietly - he was not going to get caught again, "But you'll help us? I mean... Scott's new at this and we could really do with a hand" And Kayla felt her whole body freeze. The last time she did something like this, helping out on the whole werewolf wagon, it was helping her brother out, and look at how much good that did? And yes, she was being sarcastic. A hand waving in front of her face made her jump slightly, meeting Stiles' stare.
"You zoned" he observed, "thought you were going to go cross eyed there for a minute,
She snorted, slapping his arm lightly, "of course I'll help" She promised just as a girl at the front jumped up and everyone raced to the windows, staring out eagerly. Huh - guess they must've found the alleged 'murdered' guy then, Kayla thought as she peered out over Stiles shoulder, rolling her eyes at the girly screams people let out as he flew forward on the gurney. Honestly? It was all as cliché as a horror movie - guy comes alive, every one scream and act like they were having a heart attack. Kayla prided herself in the fact that she wasn't like that though many people just viewed that as weird.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's good - he got up, he's not dead... dead guys don't get up" She heard Stiles say to a seriously freaked out Scott as she walked over to them, leaving the other freaking out people behind her.
"Actually some can - especially if rigor mortis hasn't set in yet or all the air hasn't been extracted-" Kayla cut herself off as she looked at Scott's pale and sweaty face and Stiles' 'seriously-I'm-trying-to-make-things-better' expression and smiled, "But yeah... he's obviously not dead so... congrats" She shrugged awkwardly as she stood beside the pair.
"But... it means I did this" Scott said eyes wide and Kayla felt sorry for him - if it wasn't bad enough becoming a werewolf he had to deal with being a murderer as well? That was a tough break. Though, deep in her gut, Kayla didn't believe Scott did that. Maybe it was the floppy adorable hair or the puppy dog eyes but he certainly didn't look capable of murder - werewolf or not so that meant... who actually did it?
By the time lunch rolled around Kayla just wanted to go home - maybe play a bit of grand theft auto, maybe stuff her face with some home baked chocolate chip cookies... anything rather than stay here in this hellhole. She got her lunch first, ahead of Allison in the queue and heard Lydia say they were going to sit with the 'two dorks' today. Considering the fact the 'two dorks' looked to be in a rather intense and private conversation Kayla speed-walked to their table, dumping her lunch tray piled high with food next to the empty seat next to Stiles.
"Hey boys - just a heads up, there's gonna be a few people sitting with y'all today" She said and when all she received was identical confused glances she nodded her head to the direction Lydia was strutting towards them, all puckered lips and hips and strawberry blonde hair.
"I'm guessing by your flabbergasted looks she doesn't normally do this" Kayla stage whispered, laughing as she sat next to Stiles in the hard plastic chair and Danny took the other seat. By the time everyone was seated the boys just glanced at her as if to say 'what the hell' but she just shrugged, digging into her bowl full of fries.
She wasn't a mind reader, she had no idea what was going on. She just wanted to sit and eat her food, that wasn't so much to ask was it?
She hated to say it but Kayla tuned out - again - because the conversation steered in the direction of the 'mountain lion' - like seriously? A mountain lion killed all those people? Yeah right - so she just kept eating and staring off into space because, yeah, she had a bit of an attention deficit until someone nudged her on the arm.
"What?" She asked in irritation, glancing around the table at everyone that had their eyes on her.
"I was saying do you wanna come bowling with us tomorrow?" Lydia said, pointing to Jackson, Alison and Scott.
"Uh... think I'll pass thanks - I still have unpacking to do and-"
"Come on Kayla - then we can all get to know each other a little better... some more than others" Lydia said suggestively, twirling the fork around as she smirked to the left and Kayla followed her line of sight to a tall-ish blonde haired guy staring at her in appreciation.
She pursed her lips, not pleased with the matchmaking.
"Still a nope - sorry" She said in that tone of voice which indicated how very un-sorry she actually was and noticed Stiles trying to hold back a pleased smirk. Lydia sent her a pointed glare and a very obvious look saying 'You better agree or else'.
"So.. Hale huh? As in the actual Hales?" The blonde guy asked, clearly recognising the name from the house fire and Kayla turned her head very slowly in his direction, plastering a faux amazed expression on her face.
"Congratulations - in the whole five hours I've been here you've figured out my last name" She said in mock astonishment, holding a hand to her chest, "Really - A+ on that test" And a few people chuckled though Lydia just puckered her lips and looked away, unamused.
"Yeah well... a Hale? Never thought I'd see one" And she clenched her fists under the table, "I mean..." He leaned forward in his seat as if it was some big secret, "That house fire was just-" He trailed off, unable to find the right words but she just smiled sickly sweet, holding her hand under her chin.
"You carry on talking to me like that I'll cut off your testicles with a pair of garden pliers" She said sweetly before leaning back in her seat and hearing Stiles whisper to Scott, "Werewolf or not - remind me not to get on the bad side of her" - And that cheered her up considerably.
Stiles was driving about in his jeep, bored, later that evening after school. His best friend was out on a group date which officially left him alone, for the whole night, completely abandoned or whatever. He craised down a street not far from house, only a few streets away, and was sure he caught the familiar sight of chestnut hair. He took a double take, eyes widening as he saw Kayla hanging upside from a tree in her front yard, reading a book as she hung there, completely at ease. He slowed down and rolled his windows, down, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I wasn't aware you were part monkey" He called out to her as a form of greeting, a small smile plastered on his lips. She lowered her book and smirked at him, giving herself a little swing before landing gracefully on her feet, blowing some long loose hair from her face.
"Yup, that's my big secret. I don't turn into a werewolf every full moon, just a monkey" She grinned, pulling down her shirt and walking over to him, "Nice jeep" She said and Stiles scoffed - yeah right, this piece of crap thing? She raised her brows, leaning her elbows on the open window
"Yeah it's not all that great" He told her, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel, "but it was my mom's so..."
She took a quick glance inside, lips quirking at the adorable but run down interior, "Really - I like it... it's quirky. Proper chic magnet"
"Ha - I wish" he exclaimed.
She smiled in amusement, suddenly opening his door and reaching in to unbuckle his seatbelt from around his body.
"Uh... what're doing? I think you're being a bit forward, I mean, we've just met... not that I'm complaining" He added, blushing as he realised what he had said and mentally smacking himself. Seriously? Did he just say that? Dammit Stiles, he chastised himself. Kayla just smirked and rolled her eyes, pointing to her house.
"Keep it in your pants - I just figured you'd want some answers, that and your boyfriend Scott is two-timing you with the beautiful new girl so you're all by yourself" She grinned and Stiles sent her a playful glare.
"Rub it in why don't you?" He grumbled and then suddenly became nervous, "Oh.. you m-mean... actually coming into your h-house? Like, into your b-bedroom?" He questioned as he slid out his jeep, tripping over his own feet but Kayla grabbed his arm, hauling him back up.
"Duh... and chill - it's not like I'm inviting you into my bed. Well-" She winked playfully, still teasing him, "at least not yet", walking up her path and Stiles trailed behind her as he tried to choke down his embarrassment, eyes taking in the beautiful suburban light grey house that was three stories high. His eyes widened in appreciation - parents must be well off then.
"Hey honey" A tall, blonde haired women walked out of the kitchen, a smile on her gentle features, "Glad to see you didn't break your neck hanging like that" She added and then her eyes fell on Stiles and he waved awkwardly before stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Who's your friend?" The women asked and Stiles saw Kayla roll her eyes again - seriously? Didn't she get tired of doing that?
"Mom this is Stiles, he's from school" She said and Stiles shook her hand when she held it out, cursing himself for not wiping his palms on his pants beforehand. What? Meeting parents was always nervous, that and the fact he was in an actual girl's house - that itself was mind-boggling. Before he could say something like "Nice to meet you and thanks for producing such a beautiful daughter" Or something equally as embarrassing Kayla grabbed his hand and dragged him forwards.
"Yeah - he knows about werewolves, his best friend got turned, so I'm gonna make sure he's up to date" Kayla said and her mom nodded, as if talking about werewolves was a completely normal topic of conversation for an evening chat. Maybe for this family it was, who knows.
"Of course just... never mind, I trust you" Her mom grinned and Kayla stopped halfway up the stairs, turning around abruptly making Stiles almost slam into her front.
"What? Keep my door open?" She laughed and Stiles blushed. See? Proof he had a right to be nervous in the first place.
"Yes mom I just met the guy and we're gonna go have hot, wild sex - ya might wanna invest in a pair of earplugs" Kayla said sarcastically, letting a chuckle escape her lips and Stiles could've just died right then and there. Kayla's hand slipped into his and practically pulled him up the stairs all the while listening to her mother shout up, "Just remember the safe talk we had Kayla" And Stiles let out a mortified groan. Oh dear god.
So I hope you liked it - I was desperate for some stiles/Kayla bonding. Please please let me know what you think - reviews are really inspirational and they mean the world! I appreciate every one and every follow/favourite! thank you! :)