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Ah this bed is tiny. There's like a warm wall right next to me.
Why is the wall moving?
And why is it breathing?
Wait a second!
Lydia!
Lydia?
Lydia?
WHAT!
"Morning," she mumbles, waking from my movement.
Holy sh- Why didn't I wake up?
"Morning," I reply absently.
Hold on.
Am I- Am I not going to wake up?
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower," she stretches and climbs out of bed.
Shower. Yes.
"Tullia?" Lydia's voice carried from the doorway. "You okay?"
This isn't a dream.
It can't be.
My dreams have never been this long.
What was I doing before… before waking up as Tullia?
Sleeping?
Yeah.
So why- What-
Shit.
"I'm okay," I reassured Lydia.
That was a lie.
This can't be real…
People don't just wake up in other's bodies.
Especially not in a fictional universe…
I mean, don't get me wrong, this is super cool.
But also super scary.
Lydia eventually comes back with wet hair.
I should probably move.
Can't move.
Okay brain, get over yourself.
Seriously, I kinda need to move.
My legs are gonna fall asleep soon.
Brain.
Brain.
"Tullia? You look like you're going to cry."
Shit.
Uh, brain, screw you.
"Sorry," I blurt and rub at my eyes. "Just thinking."
"You're thinking too much," Lydia teases, but the concern is clear in her eyes.
Hah… Lydia Martin concerned over me…
I feel the bed dip beside me, and turn to see Lydia sitting. "Come on Tullia. I've been complaining about Jackson, now it's your turn to tell me what's going on with you."
"It's just…"
But what is it?
Am I really… Really alive? In the Teen Wolf universe?
Sure I'd heard of this kind of thing, but-
It's just so weird.
"Well, whatever it is, I'm here okay? But anyway. I'm going to go get ready for lunch with Jackson. are you coming today?" She asks.
I shrug.
Do I want to spend more time with Lydia?
Lydia.
Wow.
She's… real.
Isn't she?
I'm really in this world.
"No I think I'm going to home."
I then finally move.
Thanks brain. A little late though.
"Alright," Lydia says slowly as she brushes her hair back. "Don't forget to call me if you need anything."
I nod and smile at her. "Thanks Lydia."
"Right. Any time."
Alright, time to get in the car.
What to do?
Maybe I should try and contact home again.
But… I don't exist.
Neither did my mother or father when I checked…
This sucks.
Oh well, I'll roll the roof back. It always makes me feel better.
Nope. Didn't make me feel better.
What about the radio?
Nope.
*Cue overly dramatic sigh.*
hmm, how to cheer myself up?
Oh!
Scott.
I can call Scott.
Okay, so I made it home without getting lost.
Awesome.
I'm so pro with my internal GPS.
"Hi ma!" I call as I enter.
I had a key to the house.
Feels kind of weird to have it.
"Oh honey, welcome back."
Ah.
Creepy-lady is once again holding a laundry basket.
"Thanks ma," I grin and gesture upstairs. That's right I'm adjusting my backpack strap. "Going to go do… stuff."
She nods. "Alright."
"Okay, bye!"
Don't get scared by the cactus again.
Please.
AH SH- WHAT'S THAT?
Oh right.
The cactus.
Okay maybe I'll hold off calling Scott.
It's only eleven in the morning. He probably isn't even awake yet.
Boys…
So what do I do then?
what does a teen who just awoke int he Teen wolf universe do?
Well I know what I'm going to do!
Lycanthropy study time!
Hell's yeah going to get my study hat on…
Oh wait I don't have my study hat in this world.
Damn.
Note to self, buy a new study hat.
Or should I get a study beanie?
OH! One with penguins on it!
Okay let's see.
Good, I have a laptop in my room.
Bing? Again?
Urgh.
Okay.
Search um…
Search words…
Werewolf?
Ah, too many stupid results.
Lycanthropy?
Stupid results again.
Wow, how did Stiles do this?
Oh wait! Here we are.
Oh, nevermindd. I know all this from watching Teen Wolf…
Wait…
Yes! I know what to do!
Okay, new file.
Password locked please.
(This whole household doesn't seem to use passwords. Not even the laptop had one. Urgh, noobs.)
Hmm, what should my password be?
Well… If I don't exist then.
*Evil laughter.* I know what I'm using.
Okay, now to open a document.
Let's do this.
New contents.
Okay! Let's crack my knuckles and get typing.
I'll start with season one, then all the other episodes.
Well… Maybe just season one for today.
Let's see…
Better include the plot of the episode.
And Character list too.
What else?
Urgh… Let's Bing it.
What to include in story synopsis?
Okay locations too.
Ummm.
"Tullia! Lunch!"
Wow, had it been that long already?
Okay, lock the file and close the lid.
Sweet, progress!
Okay, great now my mind has nothing to do.
Don't think about home-Don't think about home- Don't think about-
"That's a lot of sauce," my mother comments.
Oops. Kind of blanked out there.
"H-Yeah," I defend. "I like sauce."
I quickly sweep some of the sauce into the sink when she isn't looking.
Oh and look! She isn't carrying a laundry basket anymore.
"I'm going back to work on monday, and you have an interview soon too right?"
A what?
Interview?
"Huh?"
She rolls her eyes and takes another mouthful of her salad. "You said you had a job interview."
Cool!
Good ol' Tullia was trying to get a job.
"I don't know Ma," I said. "I didn't really consider how busy this year was going to be."
She nodded. "I did mention that when you told me about your plan."
"Are you sure that'd be okay?" I asked as I picked at my meal. "Me not getting a job?"
My new-temporary-creepy-mother smirked. "Not at all. Just pass school honey."
Oh hah! Like that would be a problem! I've already nearly finished it in my world (or whatever the normal world is called) and I was on a B+ grade.
"Thanks Ma."
Tullia had a pretty awesome mother.
"Alright well, I'm going out in a bit. I'll bring back dinner okay?" She said as she stood up.
I nodded and watched as she headed to her room.
Let's see.
Clean dishes.
What else can I waste my time doing?
I kind of want to go for a drive again.
I mean come on, that car is awesome.
But where would I go?
Where could I possibly want to visit in the Teen Wolf universe?
#Wink.
"Ma! I'm going for a drive!" I call, even though I know she won't hear me.
Making sure to grab my phone, I quickly dash to my room and change into a salmon low cut maxi dress before pulling on some checkered knee socks and dashing into the garage.
For this I'd need my GPS.
Let's see… Search for news articles on my phone…
Ah! There it is!
Wait, I need to make a stop first.
Okay. I'll quickly buy some stuff and then get going again.
Damn, only fifty bucks? for all that?
Sweet.
Well this road isn't scary and freakishly bumpy or anything…
Ah! Here we are.
Wow this place really is… burned down.
The Hale house, ladies and gentlemen!
Well, I guess I'll just put the stuff inside and look around for a bit.
When exactly did Derek awave?
*Cue Fangasm.*
Calm down ovaries.
"Derek?" I call, although I doubt he is here.
Hmm, well the place needs work.
What's the time?
Two in the afternoon?
Yeah I've got a few hours.
Let's get to work!
Bob the builder…
Well it's harder to hammer than I thought it would be.
Oh well, it's a good time waster.
Now how to build a desk that comes from a flatpack.
Nope, screw instructions. Let's just chuck those away…
Okay well that desk doesn't look too messed up. I might have placed one of the panels on backwards but- eh.
Now to figure out the chairs and I'm done!
Wow it gets dark quickly here.
Let's see. I think this chair looks a little messed up…
Ah damn. I put the legs on the wrong side.
Stupid.
Cool, it isn't too hard to fix my fail.
Go me!
"Well that's that," I declare.
Hmm, five in the afternoon, not too bad.
Maybe I can come back later.
No… I've got other things to do.
Mother isn't home when I get back, so I hurry upstairs to shower and change into a knit dress that serves as an uber warm nightgown.
Well, this got boring fairly quickly.
I'll take a break from writing down the plot of Teen Wolf.
I will just read The Darkest Minds then.
Until I pass out.
Or Mother comes home with food.
Food.
Damn this book is awesome.
but my eyes are heavy.
Oh dear.
Guess food will have to wait.
"Honey you awake?"
Who the hell is shaking me?
DON'T MAKE ME KARATE CHOP YOUR ASS TO SMITHEREENS!
Oh wait it's just my creepy-laundry-loving-mother.
Two time's I've fallen asleep.
Still haven't woken up.
"Cheesecake," I mumble dreamily as I rub my eyes.
My mother sighs. She's so disappointed in me.
Haha.
But… cheesecake.
"Breakfast is ready. I'm going out again today and there's leftovers from last night for lunch."
Ohhh, leftovers!
I love leftovers.
Almost as much as vegemite.
Ah I miss vegemite.
"Have a good day ma," I tell her.
She kisses me on the forehead and leaves the room.
Hmm. What to do today?
Oh wow it's ten in the morning already?
Jees I slept in.
Ooh a text!
Let's see…
Hey, call me when you can. I want to check up on you.
Xo Lydia
Daww. Lydia is so incredible.
Seriously.
The feels are real.
Ah! Don't Fangasm! You already fangasm'd like seven time's yesterday.
Well let's call Lydia.
"Heya!" I greet.
"You sound better," she comments, relief clear in her voice.
Ah, she really was worried about me.
"I am," I answer. "I've been trying not the think."
Lydia laughs.
Yay! I made Lydia laugh again.
"So anyway, how did it go with Jackson?"
I'm going to go get breakfast.
My creepy-bear-hiding-mother seems to make awesome breakfast.
"We talked."
I scoff.
"You mean you yelled at him?"
"That too," she said, smile in her voice. "But it worked, for now. I ordered some new clothes too. They should be here on Wednesday, you going to come try them on with me?"
Yeah, let's say no to Lydia!
Pfft.
"I'd love to," I chirp as I stuff my mouth with bacon.
Mmm, bacon.
Hmm.
Tullia supposedly ran often, and my body was kind of fidgety…
In the old-world-I-still-don't-know-what-to-call I used to swim a lot.
Maybe I should go for a run today.
"Good. We need new outfits for when school starts. I'm not having the same thing as last year happen ever again," she says sourly.
I blink. "What happened last year?"
"Wow? You're still on that dare?"
"Yup."
Hmm, I really miss vegemite. all this house has to spread over toast is peanut butter and jam.
Eww.
Lydia sighed. "Well I'm not going to believe it verbally. So enjoy eating, I'm going to the spa with mom today," she said.
"Sounds good," I said, bacon bits flying wildly.
As soon as the line ended I placed the phone down and took a long swig of orange juice.
Alright, let's go for a jog.
The weather here was really nice, a little dry, but it was about as good as it got back home.
In the world-where-I'm-two-years-older.
Wait, why am I hearing Phineas and Ferb's theme song?
OH WAIT!
Phone!
Only thirty minutes into my run and I'm already being interrupted.
"Yello?" I greeted.
Wonder who's calling.
"Elle?" I hear a decidedly Stiles like voice ask. "You on a run?"
"Yeah," I gasp. "How'd you guess?"
His smirk is clear in his voice. "You're breathing. So I'm calling to see if you want to hang out tonight, Scott's going to dinner with his mother, and dad's on duty. So I'm bored."
Hold on.
STILES IS ASKING ME TO HANG OUT WITH HIM!
Hold the phone…
Literally.
It's slipping from my hand.
"Of course I'd love to hang out with you!" I shout into the phone before I can stop myself.
Oops.
"Not so loud," Stiles hisses. "I think you burst my ear drums."
"Sorry," I apologies quickly. "Wait, so text me your address."
AH! I was going to get Stiles's address!
"Oh right, the dare," he mumbles and I start running again. "Okay, well I'm just- Going to- To hang up now. So I can text you."
"Got it," I breathed.
CONTAIN THE FANGIRL SQUEAL.
CONTAIN IT.
CONTAIN IT.
Ah good the call.
Time to fangasm.
I wondered if anyone driving past me thought I was crazy, giving how much I was screaming hysterically.
Okay now, I needed to figure out how I wasn't going to faint at the sight of Stiles.
I mean.. Scott was awesome. And when he hugged me I pretty much did faint. But I'd always been biased towards Stiles.
But, first things first, shower.
We had an awesome shower.
The water heater for this place was great.
Right, now to eat lunch.
I can worry about what I'm going to wear later.
Sweety, Tullia had an awesome collection of movies.
Let's see…
Ah, Meet The Robinsons Is always a classic.
Dang, these leftovers really were awesome.
Score two for Ma.
Breakfast and lunch.
I knew food was my weakness.
Right well, this movie is still awesome, but it's not a very good distraction.
Sad feels, sad feels, go away.
Go away sad feels.
Come again another day.
I'm in the Teen wolf world and I'm watching a movie I've seen before.
And I thought I was smart!
Let's see…
What exactly would Stiles classify as tonight?
Like 6 at night, onwards? Or earlier?...
Argh, I feel like a teen going on their first date.
Okay, it's four now…
I'll just.. put on another movie?
Sounds good.
Oh and maybe I should make a list!
Okay good I like lists.
Where was my mother's office again?
Ah here it is.
Journal… Blank journal…
Aha!
But it's blue.
Eh.
I guess the color doesn't matter too much.
Wait! I'm an idiot.
I have a flippin' iPhone.
I'll just make the list on that.
Screw paper.
No offence to trees of course, I love trees.
Now.
List of things I want to do in the TW universe:
Hmm.
For Season 1, meet Derek.
Help Scott control his wolf powers.
Try to keep them from getting their ass kicked so much.
Deal with Peter.
Befriend Stiles. Definetly. Stiles is awesome. My favorite character for sure.
Kill Kate!
Three exclamation marks for uber definity.
Alright.
Now, to dress for Stiles.
Hmm.
Definetly going to have to go with the disney backpack again.
Black vest top and ripped skinny jeans.
Oh! And a pair of Converse's.
Sweet, I can drive in the car again!
I love this car.
Alright GPS where is Stiles's house?
I feel like I'm going in circles.
Oh nevermind I think that's his jeep.
Ah so cool!
It's Stiles's jeep.
I have to take a photo!
Oh yeah camera take that picture.
"Elle?"
Oh crap!
I've been caught!
I've been caught red handed!
"I didn't do it I swear! They made me do it!"
Yes! Smooth!
Quick thinking.
Stiles blinked.
"Uh, alright. You coming inside?"
OH MY G- STILES IS STANDING IN FRONT OF ME!
STILES IS STANDING IN FRONT OF ME!
Stiles is standing in front of me!
Breathe.
Imagine your happy place.
Running water.
Baking sun.
Ooo… baking.
Cookies…
"Elle," Stiles stepped closer.
AH HE'S SO CLOSE!
Can I hug him?
Quick! stop me from glomping him!
"You got this weird look on your face," Stiles said slowly. "Like your trying not to pee or something."
I blinked.
"You're Stiles."
"Yes," he grinned. He slowly approached, holding his hands up as though calming a wild monster. "And you're Elle, now come inside and help me order pizza."
Pizza?
Oh no! My one weakness!
Once again I've been foiled by food…
"I bags peporoni!"
Ah Stiles's house.
Quick! More pictures!
I hope Stiles doesn't see.
Yay he isn't looking!
Quick, take a picture of his fridge.
Ah… I'm such a stalker.
Okay, enough photo's now.
"Stiles," I sang. I love singing. I need to sing more. "When's the pizza getting here?"
On a side note, penguins are good at singing.
Singing penguins!
"I just ordered it. So we playing Mecha Flare 2, or Super Stick Revolution?"
AM I GOING TO PLAY VIDEO GAMES WITH HIM?
TOO AWESOME.
TOO FREAKING AWESOME
Awesome overload.
"Whichever one you beat me at," I want to try to beat him.
Tullia was probably a scrub at games compared to me.
#GetWrecked.
Stiles moved forward and started up the Xbox.
Oh his couch was comfy.
Maybe even more comfy than mine.
"So… What are we going to do about Scott?"
Wow Stiles was good at video games.
But I was better.
"What about Scott?"
Hah! Take that Stiles! Die!
Die! Die! Die!
"He's- He's all caught up on this first line thing you know? And there's no way he's going to make it this year."
Oh no he got me!
Man down! Man down.
"Well, I think everything tends to work out on its own."
Technically I'm cheating. Because I know the future.
But Stiles doesn't need to know this.
"Uh- Sure. So… You seen Lydia recently?"
Daww, Stiles is so cute when he talks about Lydia.
OH NO! MISSILES INCOMING!
Quick! Press the trigger! Press the trigger!
"Yeah. She's as beautiful as ever and, guess what?"
"What?"
Hah he's so eager.
Now's my chance!
Kill! Kill.
"I got her to promise to go on a date with you."
YES!
I WON!
WOO!
I just beat Stiles!
Victory dance.
Wait.
Stiles isn't moving.
"Stiles?"
Don't make me slap you.
"You-You did-What?"
Ha! I think I made Stiles speechless.
He's so cute when he's flustered.
"What do you say?" I sung teasingly.
He blinked again.
Deer in the headlights expression has never been so accurate.
Daww… deers.
They're so cute.
Not as cute as singing penguins.
"If you're serious, then thank you. If you're kidding around, I will kill you."
The doorbell rang.
Hmm.
"Tell you what, go get the pizza and I'll call Lydia. Then the two of you can arrange your date for tomorrow? How's that sound?"
Stiles practically flew to the door.
Yay! Time to unlock my iPhone again.
Apple…
Mmm…
"Lydia?"
I'm never going to get used to being able to call Lydia.
It's better than a handful of baby penguins.
"Oh, hey Tullia."
"Just calling to see if you want to arrange your date now. I'm at Stiles's."
Eh, if anyone can two time on Jackson it'd be Lydia.
She groans.
HOLY FRICK EVEN HER ANNOYANCE IS ENTERTAINING!
"Put him on."
Yes!
Oh good, and Stiles brought the pizza over too.
Let's see how this goes.
"Oh! Hi Lydia- I mean of course it's you Lydia-"
I shook my head at Stiles pointedly and stuffed my mouth with pizza.
Mmm Pepperoni.
*Mouthgasm.*
"Um- Anyway. I have a coupon for this Itallian rest- tommorow night? Yeah! I mean- that sounds great! Okay well I'll see you-"
She hung up on him didn't she?
"Did she end the call?"
He didn't respond.
If I wasn't so concerned I would be laughing.
Stiles was frozen, his mouth agape and his eyebrows above his hairline.
How was that even possible?
"Stiles?"
Come on Stiles.
Baby wake up.
Okay he ain't moving boss.
Where's the defibulators?
"Pizza Stiles," I sung as I held a slice under his nose.
One sniff.
Two sniff.
Hold 'em steady boys!
"I'm going out with Lydia Martin!"
We have lift off!
"Good for you," I said. Pepperoni bits flying out of nowhere.
Now I can sit down again.
Ahhh, that's nice.
Oh shi-
No don't tackle hug me!
Please I just want to eat!
Let the woman eat!
Ah nevermind.
Stiles is hugging me.
Well… squishing me…
Can't. Breathe.
"Elle! This is incredible- It's beyond believable! How can I ever make it up to you?"
Pfft…
I already know.
"Give me one of your shirts."
I swear I'm not a stalker.
"Um- okay sure, that's fine."
He scrambles off me.
AH! He's actually going to get me a shirt of his!
HAHA!
AWESOME.
Oh it's one of his checkered ones.
Don't. Fangirl.
"Here. Seriously Elle, I can't thank you enough I mean- Lydia Martin! Girl of my dreams since third grade."
"Believe me I know."
*Cue dramatic scoff.*
Okay, I'm sorry but I just have to sniff this shirt.
Stiles is too busy drooling over Lydia.
Now's my chance.
Deep breath in.
Ahh…
HE SMELLS SO NICE!
OH MY G- IT'S INCREDIBLE!
"Lydia Martin! I'm going on a date with Lydia Martin!"
"I get it Stiles. You need to chill otherwise your dates going to suck."
Hmm, I'm just going to slide this shirt into my bag.
Never going to wash it.
Must have it's smell forever.
I. Am. Not. A. Stalker.
"Right. Great! Peachy, let's just go back to playing. Yeah? Okay good."
Ah his shirt fits so snugly in my backpack! It's so beautiful.
Wonder I could get a shirt from Scott and Derek too…
*Cue muffled squeal in excitement.*
I AM GOING TO MEET DEREK SOON!
"One more game, then I'd better get going," I allow.
I don't really want to leave, but I knew if I stayed the night Stiles would just brag about Lydia.
Even though I love the girl, I couldn't handle that.
Especially after what Lydia ends up doing to Stiles…
Yeah.. Maybe I was secretly hoping this date would go terribly…
And then he wouldn't love Lydia so much anymore…
Poor fellow focuses way too much on that girl.
"Right."
He starts the game.
Three.
Two.
One…
"Lydia Martin," he says dreamily.
Right on time!
I grin and nudge his shoulder.
Yay! I can nudge his shoulder!
"You sound like a love-sick puppy dog. I'm getting a tummy ache just from hearing you."
Blergh. Stomach aches.
Stiles looks adorable when he's embarrassed.
"Sorry it's just-"
"Lydia Martin, I got it," I interrupt with a grin.
NO! LEFT CHARACTER LEFT!
I'M PRESSING THE LEFT BUTTON!
THIS GAME IS BROKEN!
I did not just loose.
Okay Stiles don't make fun of me for losing…
"Lydia's so smart and gorgeous and- Why would she go out with me? How did you get her to go out with me?"
"Stiles," I sigh. "Seriously."
"Sorry," he shakes his head.
Seriously I'm trying hard not to fangasm over his adoration of Lydia.
He's not making it any easier.
"I'd better get going anyway."
If my phone is correct, which it is of course, it was nearly ten at night.
"Agh, I'm sorry," Stiles says as he gets up with me. "I really am grateful that you- um-"
"Suggested it to Lydia," I supplied.
He nodded.
Ah, I prefered Stiles's hair in season 3a. But his hair now was nice too of course.
"Right. Um- Drive safely and everything."
"I'll see you on… thursday I guess?"
He frowned. "Oh, yeah. Not until thursday."
"But call me whenever okay?"
That made the boy grin. "Of course."
I smiled one last time before climbing into my car.
My beautiful car of sexiness.
He stood and waved to me as I left.
What a sweety.
Home sweet home!
Ma's in study, better say hi.
"Hi Ma," I greet.
She swivels in her luxurious looking office chair. "Hey honey. How was your day?"
"Met up with Stiles and spoke with Lydia. Also managed to fit a run in too."
Mother smiled. "Nice. Well I'm back at work now, so I won't be seeing you in the morning."
Oh no!
NOT MY FOOD PROVIDER!
NO!
Three exclamation marks because I'm uber stressed.
"Make me bacon before you go?"
She laughs. "Alright. Have a good sleep."
YES!
BEST MOTHER!
"You're awesome! Goodnight!"
Yay! Back in my comfy bed again.
Let's see.
A few more chapters of The Darkest Minds before I go to bed?
Sounds good.
Wow.
It's already Monday night.
Two days until Scott's bitten.
And three days I've been in the Teen Wolf universe.
Well, let's see how long it lasts.
Time to sleep.
Hmm, okay. Pale blue ceiling, comfy bed.
Huge bookcase and desk.
OH AND WHAT ELSE? A BURNING BALL OF FIRE STARING RIGHT AT ME!
Seriously, why didn't I close the blinds to this room?
Wow I slept in.
It's already lunch time.
Yay!
Okay.
Bacon first, then run.
Sounds good.
I'm so organized.
*Cue happy dance.*
Normally I only happy dance when I get cheesecake.
Ah…
Cheesecake…
Maybe I should call Scott and tell him to bring over cheesecake.
Okay, mouth is fully stuffed with bacon. Nice. Crispy. Bacon.
Run time!
Oh wait.
This house has a pool?
What is this insanity?
Maybe I'll invite Scott over for a pool party…
And Stiles too?
Maybe.
I'll see if he's feeling alright after his date.
Everyone give a wolf whistle for Stiles and Lydia, mhmm.
Good weather today, I'm glad I went for a run.
Wait!
IS THAT A BEAR?
No.
It's just a car.
A very brown car.
Who drives brown cars?
Poop-mobile.
Hehe.
Ah, I sometimes get lost when running.
Today is no exception.
Um, was it left or right?
Oh wait, why the hell is there a very familiar black car driving my way?
Oh dear.
Is that…
Derek?
HOLY CRACK ON A PEEJAX I AM NOT READY FOR THIS!
NO YOU LEATHER WEARING PIECE OF STEAMING HOTNESS GET BACK IN YOUR CAR AND DRIVE AWAY!
OH NO!
HE'S OUT OF HIS CAR!
Breathe.
Breathe.
BREATHE.
BREATHE.
I CAN'T BREATH.
HELP!
"You," the incredibly-hot-wolf-who-is-often-emotionally-challenged growled at me.
CAN'T!
BREATHE!
"You were at my property," he finishes with a snarl.
Ah shit.
I can't-
Think-
Or breathe-
What do I do?
I can't look at him without fangasming-
OH I KNOW!
CLOSE MY EYES!
YES IT WORKED!
"I don't know what you're talking about, and if you don't mind, I need to get home."
OH MY G- I JUST SASSED DEREK HALE!
HAHA!
Oh shit.
I may or may not have forgotten my eyes were closed.
And my foot just caught on something and-
Now I'm falling.
Smooth.
Real smooth.
Ground meet face.
How you doing today?
Um. Since when was the ground soft?
And felt like two arms catching me?
"Why. Were. You. At. The. Hale. House?" A voice grinds out.
Please tell me it isn't Derek Hale who just saved me from my humiliating fall.
Please.
DON'T OPEN YOUR EYES!
Too late.
Holy sh- DEREK'S FACE IS INCHES FROM MINE!
OH MY G- HIS EYES ARE SO PRETTY!
THEY'RE SO PRETTY! PRETTY!
"Answer me," he spits as he shoves me from him.
Uh… How am I still able to stand?
"Cheesecake."
Good job mouth.
Now you've got Derek looking at me like I'm a moron.
"Fine. Whatever. Just stay off my property."
Oh good he's moving away.
Ah… His ass…
I'm sorry what was I thinking about again?
Oh right.
Ass…
Oh he's gone.
Wait.
Did Derek Hale just track my scent?
And drive around town to find me?
Just to tell me like, five words?
Wow.
Should I feel privileged, or terrified?
Hmm.
Well one things for sure, he clearly didn't appreciate the Elmo sleeping bag I bought him.
I guess it was kid's sized.
Or maybe it was the Barbie dream house toy set.
Yeah…
Well, excuse me, but I like messing around with barbies.
And Elmo is my homie.
Guess I'd better get home then.
If I could move my knees, that would be great.
Well, that was certainly an interesting run.
I guess I didn't really say anything to Derek.
I undoubtedly look like a moron now.
Great…
Oh hey look, my phone's ringing.
Glad I finished my shower.
Huh, it's only two in the afternoon.
Stiles wouldn't have had his date yet.
And yet… he's calling me…
"Elle, Shmell, what can I do for you today?"
"Hey. I'm sorry to ah- annoy you with this. But I'm kind of freaking out."
I think I'm starting to enjoy this spongebob knitted skirt.
Good or bad?
Tullia's style is converting me.
Converting me.
I can feel the conversion.
"About what?"
Oh look! There's more bread!
And cheese!
Yay! Cheese sandwich!
Oh and maybe some avocado and turkey…
Yeah.
Yummy.
"I don't know what to wear, or whether to get her… flowers or something. Should I order my normal meal from the restaurant, or get a salad or something? And maybe I-"
"Alright," wow, was I really going to give relationship advice to Stiles? "I personally think you're over thinking this. It's simple. Be yourself. If she doesn't like you for who you are, then she's an idiot. Like- she's so stupid that I may have to hurt her."
Yup. If Lydia hurt Stiles she was going down.
Stiles cleared his throat and let out a calming breath. "Okay. Thanks. I needed to hear that."
"Have you called Scott?"
Scott would probably be the better one to ask.
"No."
WHAT?
"You called- You called me first?"
"Yeah."
WHAT!
BRAIN OVERLOAD.
SYSTEMS FAILURE.
QUICK! Someone get a slice of cheesecake!
We have to refuel the system captain!
"H-Yeah, well. I'm just going to- going to go and uh… Change? Is it too early to change? Ah sorry I'm thinking too much again. I'll just go and watch a movie I guess."
THERE'S NOT EVEN TAP DANCING PENGUINS!
We need more fish to attract the natives!
Someone get me chocolate milk!
"I think my brain just broke," I breathe out. "That's been happening far too often. I'm worried."
Stiles hums thoughtfully. "Maybe you should relax tonight? you know, put your feet up, chug a few juice boxes?"
"Yeah."
I do love apple juice.
"Yeah maybe I will. Thanks Stiles."
There's a shuffle through the other line.
He must be looking through his closet.
"Please, you've helped me more than I could ever help you."
I pull out a juice from the fridge and kick it shut. That's right door! Get kicked! "Pfft whatever. Goodluck with your date, and make sure to let me know how it goes."
"Of course," he assures quickly.
Okay, now that's over…
Movie marathon time!
Aw yeah boy.
Hmm.
Star Wars marathon?
Yes!
Or- WAIT! They have the first season of Sherlock!
Yay! It came out in 2010, so it's out!
Beast!
Let's watch that.
I love Sherlock…
So good.
Alright time for Star Wars marathon.
Ah, Star Wars was always awesome.
Okay, what now?
Jeez, it's nearly eight already?
Time flies when you're watching movies.
Maybe just one more movie then.
Let's see…
How about a classic:
The Wolf Man.
Ah.
I'm so ironic.
Okay, well that's over.
And it's about time to go to bed.
Tomorrow was a big day.
Wednesday.
Bed time then.
Oh! I almost forget.
Close blinds! Close!
Ah, the sound of closing blinds is so satisfying.
Alright.
Night night.
"There's a hundred and four days… of summer vacation… and school comes along just to end it-"
WHY THE HELL AM I WAKING UP TO PHINEUS AND-
Oh.
My phone.
"Hello?"
Urgh.
It's one in the morning? Urgh.
"Hey, Elle, it's Stiles. Can we talk?"
"Stiles!" That certainly wakes a girl up. "How did it go? Spill!"
"It was okay."
Hold up.
WHAT?
"OKAY? Stiles! this is the girl of your dreams!"
Stiles sucks in a sharp breath. "I know. It just- it wasn't…"
"She's still hung up on Jackson…" I summarise.
I knew it.
Oh well, better now than later.
Before the whole wolf chaos.
"Yeah."
Oh wow. He was really bummed.
Ah, I feel so guilty now.
But I did the right think… right?
"Well Lydia's an idiot for liking that jackass. She'll wake up one day, but you'll already be married off to some beautiful babe who loves you more than you love her."
Wise words.
I'm so smart.
At one in the morning…
Sigh.
"Wow, thanks Elle."
Yay! He sounds genuine.
"No problem buddy. Don't beat yourself up over it. You're an incredible guy. You're super cute, and smart- practically a geniu. You also smell really good. Better than cheesecake but not as good as a fluffy penguin of course."
He scoffed. "H-Yeah. Penguins are pretty damn awesome."
OH MY G- He gets it!
"I know! I keep telling people but they never listen!"
I hear him laughing on the other end.
Good.
"Jeez Elle, you always know what to say. I guess I'll leave you to go back to sleep, but seriously- thanks so much. I don't regret you setting up the date."
"I'm glad," I say truthfully. "It may have crossed my mind that you were mad at me."
"Please," he waves it off. "Now get some rest."
"You too sweet pea. Don't forget, there's plenty of penguins who can't wait to be your fish."
Like.. Malia.
And that girl from the party…
Who was that again?
"You know I think I understand what you just said. Goodnight Elle."
"Gnight!"
Yay!
Now to go back to sleep.
Let's hope I'm going to be ready for the chaos to come.
Thankyou for your awesome support! I hope you enjoyed this second chapter. As it's the weekend, I updated straight away. But during the week update times will slow!
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