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Ah!
Blinds!
Love them!
Let me marry them!
"Ma!" I called. "Can you arrange a marriage between me and this window blind?"
She arrives at my doorway.
"What?"
"Can I marry this blind?" I say.
Ah it's so scratchy when I rub my face against it.
Nothing like my car.
"No honey," she rolls her eyes. "I'm going to work in a bit, need anything?"
I shake my head. "Nopedy nope. Thanks for asking though!"
"Remember," she held up a finger. "Last day before school starts back up."
Eh.
School.
That's the least of my worries.
"Aye aye captain!" I salute.
She waddles off.
Ah, still to this day she looks like a turnip.
Mrs. Turnip.
Haha…
Alright, what to do today?
I could finish off the journal entries.
Or…
Wait, Lydia wanted me to come over right?
Alright, that's something to do.
Where's my phone?
Hey Lydia,
Coming over 2 try on dresses in 2 hrs?
Xo Luv T
Ah! Text speak.
I'm so good at it.
I practically invented texts.
Alright, time to go have breakfast then go for a run.
Yay! Routines!
Oh look, she's replied.
Quick! Stuff as much bacon as I can before checking the text.
Mission complete.
Score, four rashers.
I'm so MLG.
Massive league gamer.
Hah.
Sounds good.
Xo Lydia.
Yay!
Okay, run time.
Then I can have a shower.
Hmm.
I wonder when this house will run out of bacon.
Bacon…
I hope we have an unlimited supply of bacon.
But then again, I do love toast.
And Nutrigrain.
Does America have Nutrigrain?
Wow I still can't believe I met Derek Hale.
Well, I more-sorta-fainted.
But details are useless!
Hmm. I wonder if Lydia will talk about her date with Stiles.
Oh now I just want to go over there!
Runs nearly done.
Thank G.
Alright, shower, then dress.
What to wear?
Oh! This turquoise silk tunic dress is pretty.
And then some classic heels…
All done!
Convertible time!
I need a convertible song.
Is there a convertible song?
Maybe I'll just make up a dance.
Songs are too hard.
Yes! Put that roof down!
I'm really happy with my new hair, it's hardly bothered by the wind.
Convertibles are windy.
Like, windier than a fan!
Well… obviously.
Oh good! I'm here.
"Lydia!" I sing and knock on her door.
And she answers!
And grabs my arm to pull me in.
"Hey Mrs. Martin!" I greet.
The lady smiles at me. "It's good to see you again Tullia. You've grown."
"It hasn't been that long," Lydia scoffs and starts pulling me to her room.
Huh, I didn't get to admire her house last time I was here.
It's really nice.
#ProReviewingSkills
"Right so, where are these clothes?" I ask as I sit on the end of the bed.
In answer, Lydia reaches and heaves over a freaking giant cardboard box.
"So here it is. You still going to split your share?" She asks as she opens it up.
I scoff. "Girl, I'll pay for the whole damn thing. I love new things! Especially when I don't have to pick them out."
"No you can't," Lydia warns me. "You paid for the last box."
"Fine, half then," I relent and bend down.
Almost immediately I snatch up a beautiful leather biker jacket with shearling collar. "How did you afford all this?"
"I am a master shopper," she says smugly. "Discounts, coupons, sales, promotions and credit cards. That's one I picked out for you actually."
I gasp at the swarm of clothes.
"What else?" I demand greedily.
Lydia grins.
Too soon her bed is covered in clothes she'd picked out for me.
She nudges my shoulder.
"What do you think?"
My eyes are stuck on a dark blue lace dress. "I think that I've died and gone to heaven."
"Well… that's descriptive," she giggles and holds up one of the clothing articles. "This one is my favorite. I saw it and immediately thought of you."
Holy chiznets on a sandwich.
"Is that a- A…"
"Yup," Lydia chirped. "It's a rainbow stripe print maxi dress. You like?"
In answer, I pull out my purse (recently re-stocked with cash from the teddy bear Stiles had described) and throw all my cash at her.
"Give. Me. The. Dress."
Lydia swiftly chucks it at me.
"So, my turn," she says as I drool over my new clothes.
She's been hanging her new clothes in her cupboard and was now running the fabric through her fingers.
"They're all very you," I say with a grin. "I love them all."
She nods. "Of course, and you should."
I scoff.
"Yeah, what was I thinking?"
She glances back at me and rolls her eyes. "Oh haha, very funny."
"Well, I'm going to grab a drink of water, you got something I can take all these clothes back in?"
Lydia purses her lips in thought.
She taps the box, but discards it when she realises it's ripped.
"I'll grab you a plastic bag."
"Thanks," I smile.
Hmm, Lydia's fridge has a lot of water bottles in it.
Oh well.
I'll grab one for her too.
Haha! She grabbed a trash bag.
A trash bag is going to hold all these clothes.
"So…" I said after a while of trying on clothes. "You and Stiles?"
She paused.
Oh dear, did I say it the wrong way?
"We're not talking about it."
Oh…
Okay…
"Right, well. School tomorow."
She nodded.
"There's a party on friday, you're coming right?"
Oh a party!
The party.
"Hope so, you'll text me?"
Her head bobbed in a silent yes.
Damn, I was pretty much set for the rest of the school year with all these clothes.
But knowing Lydia, these would probably last her maybe…. three months?
Ha.
"Well, as awesome as this's been, I kinda want to head home and prepare for tomorrow. I haven't packed any of my bags yet."
Lydia sighed and stepped forward to hug me.
Yay! Hugs from Lydia!
DON'T FANGIRL.
"Love you Tullia. Thanks for… everything."
I blushed furiously.
Better clear my throat.
Frog is thoroughly dead.
"You too Lyd. Remember, you can call me for anything okay?"
She smiles and walks me to the door.
"I hope we have chem again together this year."
"Me too," I chirp.
Better wave goodbye.
"See ya!"
And I'm off!
Ah, I can't wait to put all these clothes away.
Hmm, nobodies home.
I wonder whether I should invite Scott over.
Pool party!
But then again, he's probably wanting to relax.
You know, wanting to be in a good condition for lacrosse and all…
Ah, penguin poop.
Right well, my closet is freaking awesome.
Walk in closets, FTW.
Let's see…
Shirts up here, pants down there. Skirts over here and… dresses up there.
Good!
Wow. That was exhausting.
Lunch break!
Hmm, oh they have ramen!
Ramen time!
I am a noodle goddess.
Butter me down and dress me in noodles.
Ah, they're microwave is so big. It's practically industrial size!
Mmm. I've missed noodles.
They're so… noodlicious!
Right well that's done. I'd better get to preparing for school tomorow.
Let's see… where would Tullia keep her books?
There were some in her room.
Let's go!
DON'T SCARE ME AGAIN CACTUS PLANT!
THAT'S RIGHT I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!
HAHA COWER IN FEAR!
I got it's prickles quivering.
Knees shaking.
Right, so Tullia has a backpack at the end of her bed in a trunk.
And it's got her school stuff in it! Awesome!
I am the detective.
Where's my magnifying glass?
Hmm, well I think this is everything I would need…
It would be nice to have a disney pen.
I loved my disney pen, back in the world where teen wolf is just a show.
It was given to me by my brother back when I was really young.
Ah...
My brother.
I wish I still had his photo.
But I left it in my other pair of pants...
Back in an entirely different dimension.
Hmm, maybe I could find some stickers and just stick them on a pen.
Ooh! There's some Cinderella stickers!
That will do.
This pen is going to make me so popular.
Totally.
I'm so cool.
Okay!
Snack break!
I love oranges.
Oranges and bananas, but not apples.
I wonder why…
Anyway, time to clean up my snack mess.
Who knew I could make such a mess by eating an orange…
Time to be bored again.
I could watch another movie…
Or…
Aha!
Tullia has an Xbox!
Awesome.
Okay, how do you play this game?
Right, left trigger to aim, and right to attack.
Weird.
Hmm…
I wonder how much I should affect.
Like, should I keep Derek from becoming a fugitive?
Nah, it's too vital to the plot.
But there are other, smaller things I can affect.
Oh this was going to be fun!
AH! WHAT IS THAT NOISE?
IT SOUNDS LIKE AN AXE MURDERER!
Oh nevermind it's the front lawn sprinklers.
Heh…
Right well, I beat the game.
Now what?
Oh jeez, is it already five?
Time flies.
I guess I could go back to my room.
Oh look! It's her guitar!
I wonder…
THAT'S SO COOL!
I MAGICALLY KNOW HOW TO PLAY GUITAR!
Skills!
Wow, I'm pretty good.
I guess I got Tullia's knowledge?
Well that's kinda weird.
But it makes sense, because I wasn't the best runner but now I'm pretty good.
Yay!
Guitar!
Huh, is that… Is that a notebook?
Oh my- Tullia's written a bunch of songs.
Wow!
This is- This is amazing!
Tried and tried/ never the same/ take a change/ make it rain.
She's… she is an artist.
Wow…
Is this-
Wait.
Did I… Did I kill Tullia?
By… taking over her body?
Argh!
This world doesn't even exist, so technically Tullia never existed.
Right?
Right?
Urgh. Maybe it's best not to think about it.
Maybe I should move on to something else.
There's a cactus plant to be watered!
And a wall to be decorated.
Where does this girl keep her posters?
Aw she doesn't have any.
Note to self, buy some posters.
What about pictures?
Okay there's a cork board here, and a box of pictures on her desk.
Wow, she was a photographer!
And look at her camera!
Everything is so incredible.
Right, I'll pin this up and then get to work on dinner.
Hmm, maybe I should call my Ma and see if she wants any.
Oh good, she's in my contacts list.
"Ma! Hi."
I seriously need to work out a greeting.
Something cool…
Something unique…
"Oh hey Honey, I'm nearly done at work, going to be home early tonight."
"Perfect!" Yay, time to pay mama-bear back for all the awesome food she's made me. "I'll make dinner. Don't even worry about it."
"Alright, thanks."
I wonder what I should make.
The possibilities are endless!
Chicken parmesan, chicken curry, chicken salad, chicken-
Nevermind we don't have any chicken.
Lasagne it is then!
Huh, this oven is weird.
I'm sure I can figure it out…
Seriously, I most as well be called Helena Rizzo…
Nevermind I burnt the lasagne.
I'll just make it again.
"That smells lovely!"
Ma's home!
This one's done… And it isn't burnt!
I'm so perfect!
Someone make me a cheesecake.
"Thanks. I haven't cooked in ages."
I pretty much lived off ramen and pizza last year, too much homework.
But hell, ramen is delicious in a way, isn't it?
And don't get me started on pizza!
Cheese…
Tomatoes…
Ham…
Pineapple…
Although, I have a very complicated relationship with pineapple.
"Guess what? I don't have any work to do tonight," mama-bear-who-is-currently-looking-at-me announces. "So I'm thinking… Season one of The Walking Dead tonight?"
"YES! OH MY G- That's perfect!"
"Lasagne and zombies," she grins. "I'll get it set up, unless you need anymore help?"
"Nope, take a load off Ma."
She smiled fondly. "Thanks kid."
YES! This is going to be the best night before school!
Wait…
I wonder if Stiles will call me to search for the body as well…
But I doubt it.
I mean… I don't think Tullia is that kind of friend to him.
Like, would he call me (Tullia) to talk about dead bodies?
"Here yah go!"
Dinner is served.
Would you like some pepper on that?
Haha.
"Looks delicious. Why don't you cook more often?" She teases.
Walking dead!
Roll credits.
Watch out Walkers!
Huh well that was fun.
I'm yawning.
But we're only half way through season.
"Ma, I think I have to get to bed."
"So early?" She sighs. "I guess it's pretty late. Have a good sleep, I'll drive you tomorrow."
What?
No! I want to use every excuse I can to drive my car!
"That's alright Ma, I'll be leaving early."
She pouts. "I always drive you to school on your first day."
"Sorry," I shrug.
Quick! Escape to the bedroom!
Hello cactus plant!
I need to name you.
How about Bob…
Or… Fred.
Or Frank.
Nevermind.
Shut up brain! I've gotta get to sleep.
Sleepy sleep.
Oh wait! Gotta shut the blind.
I love you husband, but I can't deal with the sun.
I love being married to a blind.
But we have a pretty boring honeymoon.
Argh! Shut up brain.
Must sleep.
Sleep.
Think of… sheep.
Jumping sheep.
Yeah…
Sheep.
Oh hey, what's that annoying beeping sound.
The sound that is currently DRILLING INTO MY EARS
AGH! SHUT IT UP! SHUT IT UP! SHUT- Oh it's my alarm.
Yes! I fell asleep!
Okay. Breakfast.
Hmm… Guess I should go for a run too.
Ew. I hate mornings.
Well at least I have everything ready.
Okay, it's cold. Why must it be cold.
Oh right, it rained last night.
Good, run is done.
Let's shower and then dress.
I can't wait for what I picked out for today!
Knowing it was going to be a hectic first day, I chose a very specific outfit.
Burgundy high-rise button shorts with pastel blue knee socks and a grey panda sweater.
As well as my- now favorite- pair of converse's.
Yay! Now I can get in the car!
My car.
My beautiful car of prettiness.
That drive's perfectly.
"Bye Ma! have a good day!"
And I'm off!
Oh hey! There's Stiles's jeep!
And there they are, walking to school.
Yes! Yes I know this bit!
This is where Scott tells Stiles about the bite!
Let's go!
"A wolf bit you?" Stiles blurts disbelievingly.
That's my cue!
"Hey guys!" Don't fangirl. You're just wrapping your arms around their necks. "What's this about a wolf?"
Moment of truth.
Are they going to tell me?
Hey! I did not just miss the look that passed between you!
"Yeah," Scott says after a while. Here we go. "We went out to the woods last night- And I was attacked, by a wolf. It… bit me."
Stiles scoffed. "No, not a chance."
Oh my G- it's exactly like the show.
"I heard a wolf howling," Scott adds.
"Actually you couldn't have," I interrupt. "California hasn't had wolves for sixty years."
Hah! I just stole Stiles's line.
"Exactly! There are no wolves in California," Stiles finishes.
Hell's yeah! Give me five brother.
Yes! Stiles high-fived me.
"All right, well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe me when I tell you I found the body."
Now, normally I would interrupt and ask 'what body?' but I wanted to see how this played out.
"You- Are you kidding me?"
Daww Stiles, so cute.
"No man, I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for a month."
My poor Scotty boy.
But seriously, that's the least of your worries baby.
"Oh, god, that is freakin' awesome. I mean, this is seriously gonna be the best thing that's happened to this town."
I froze.
Lydia brushed past.
Stiles kept walking.
WHAT THE HELL?
BUT I LOVE THAT LINE!
The whole 'since the birth of Lydia Martin thing' is adorable.
But I guess- I guess the date messed that up.
Is that… a good sign?
"Elle?" I heard Scott ask. Oh his voice be giving me the chills shivers. "You okay?"
"She said her brain keeps crashing," Stiles shrugged. "Just drag her."
And so they dragged me.
Hah… embarrassing.
"I can walk," I shrugged their arms off and did as such.
When we reached the lockers, I nudged Stiles.
"Where's mine?"
The whole dare thing was still going strong.
Wink.
"Next to mine," he points.
Oh.
There we go.
Let's see if I can get the combination.
Wait! Muscle memory!
Awesome!
Friggin' brilliant.
Alright. What's my schedule?
Ah good on yah Tullia, she taped it to her door.
Got the right books.
Now to get to class.
Oh my G- I'm in Stiles and Scott's class! Yes!
I get to see the pen giving.
The almighty ceremony of giving the pen.
The birth of the Scallison ship.
Begin construction.
"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night. And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester."
Oh shut up teacher!
I'm trying to watch Scott listen to Allison's phone call.
Wait! Awesome, I've done this study before.
Let's see how our good ol' Scott's doing.
Yay! He's got the pen ready!
"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome."
HERE WE GO!
PREPARE FOR LIFT OFF!
And here we go, pretty girl comes up the middle lane, rounding the corner, she's found her mark and she SCORES SCORES SCORES!
TOUCH DOWN!
THE PACKAGE HAS BEEN DELIVERED!
"Thanks."
HOLY OVARIES! THAT SMILE!
OH MY G- I SHIP IT!
SO HARD!
SOMEONE HUG ME!
I'M GOING TO EXPLODE!
TOO MANY FEELS!
Okay I didn't realise how distracting the cute couple would be.
Although it's not like I need to listen to the teacher.
Seeing as I've already done this study.
Ah! Their eyes just met!
The feels!
Fangasm!
Ah!
I can't-
Handle-
Now what the hell is that noise?
Oh it's the bell!
People are moving!
Quick, to the locker! Go go go!
Run!
Yes! Made it first.
Now the combination…
"Elle, you looked like you weren't paying attention in class," Lydia-worshiper himself says.
Oh no, I've been caught red handed.
"Just, busy first day."
He nodded slowly.
Stiles totally understands what I'm saying.
"You want my notes?"
HOLY SHIT! STILES IS OFFERING ME HIS NOTES!
Oh hey look, Scott's here now too.
"No, but thanks. I got the gist of the lesson."
Oh look! Scotty boy is listening in on the conversation!
Ah, he scrunched his face.
No doubt he just heard Jackson talk to Allison.
I mean, I got nothing against the captain, but he's not that nice in the beginning.
"Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes, and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique?"
Oh hey it's the girl you see like, once.
"Because she's hot-" Ew Stiles, you did not just call Scott's future love hot. "Beautiful people herd together."
Well he didn't bother changing his words. He still thinks Lydia's beautiful.
Stiles slams the locker shut.
That's right Stiles, Scott's stuck in dreamland.
Oh and now you turn to me.
"Next class Elle?"
What is my next class?
"Yeah. See you."
Scott still ain't moving.
Ah. he knows how I feel now.
Why haven't I fangirled over Allison yet?
Oh crap she's in my next class.
Here we go then.
"Hey!"
Slide into the seat, don't fall.
Oh no, my backpack caught on the edge-
And now it's spilled onto the ground.
"Crap," You've got to be kidding me, is Allison, THE ALLISON, bending down to help pick up my stuff? "I'm so glad I haven't done that yet."
AH! She made a joke too!
MOUTH.
I'd really appreciate it if you moved right now.
Shit. That wasn't an embarrassing snort of laughter or anything.
Ah Allison's going to think I'm a freak now.
Nevermind! She's smiling at me!
Quick! Smile back!
Wait class has started.
She's handing me my books!
YES!
Okay.
Stop glancing at her.
Listen to the lecture.
STOP! If she catches you looking, she'll think you're a stalker.
Oh good the class is over.
Quick! To lunch!
Yay, the safety of Stiles.
"My man! My homie Stiles, what's up brother?"
Smooth.
"Hey Elle. How was class?"
"Great! I met Allison."
Scott joined in.
Just in time.
"What about Allison?"
Hah, he's so adorable already! And they're not even dating!
Must. Not. Fangirl.
"She's nice," I say. "Very pretty too."
Scott gets that dopey smile on his face. "Yeah. She is."
"Oh no," Stiles groans and I giggle.
Alright, here we go.
"So, tryouts this afternoon?"
I can't wait to see them play.
"Yes and you'd better be coming."
Please Stiles, of course I will be.
"Allison is coming," Scott mumbles.
Ah, this cafeteria salad is delicious. Yummy.
"Yes, and so am I." Ignore the flying bits of salad.
Flying salad… Falad…
Haha…
"Great," Stiles said just as the bell rang. "See you at practice."
Well, I guess we're parting ways again.
YES! Lydia's in my next class!
And now I'm sitting next to her.
*Squeal.*
"Hey, so I saw you hanging out with Allison. What's going on?"
Lydia pulled out a pen.
Oh wow, my custom Cinderella pen is far more superior than her normal blue pen.
Get. Wrecked.
"Don't know yet. But you should sit with us at the game this afternoon."
YES!
"Sure."
That's right, calm down that enthusiasm.
Smooth as a peach.
"Great."
Another teacher's name to remember.
More boring lectures that I know all the information to already.
And… finally! Bell!
Now to my last class.
Yup, I'm waving goodbye to Lydia Martin.
So cool.
Oh hey! Scott and Stiles!
But the teachers already teaching.
Guess we can't talk.
Hurry up class! End!
It's so boring.
But then again, Stiles is sitting next to me.
Don't drool.
He's so beautiful…
Bell?
Huh?
Yay! End of class!
I hope there's some cheesecake in my locker.
"See you at tryouts."
Stiles is smiling at me!
Act natural.
"Got it. Peace man."
Smooth.
Alright. Bags packed? Check.
Now to just find where the field is.
Outside would be a good guess…
Ah! There they are!
And there's Lydia.
"Hi Lyd," Smile and wave boys. "Is Jackson playing?"
She points in answer.
Ah, good old Lydia.
"Who is that?"
Oh we're at this bit already.
Cute little curious Allison
"Him? I'm not sure who he is. Why?"
Oh I know why.
Don't I?
Wink.
Hehe.
"He's in my English class."
Here we go.
Time to earn some bonus points.
"That's Scott."
Lydia blinked at me. "That's Scott?"
Oh hey! Coach is yelling now!
Coach definitely one of the best characters.
I'd talk to him if I wasn't so nervous.
It wouldn't be as bad as meeting Derek… but…
"He seems like he's pretty good."
Well he's a werewolf! Of course he's good!
Pfft, these people don't know anything.
Clearly they don't watch enough television.
Heh…
Oh damn Scott! Stop showing off.
"Oh, very good."
No! Jealous Jackson is jealous.
Ew.
Jealousy.
Blergh.
Well I guess that means tryouts are over.
Better wave goodbye to Lydia and Allison.
Now what?
Oh right.
They go to find Scott's inhaler right?
Where are my ragtag little buddies?
The parking lot.
Wow they changed quickly.
"Wait up!" I call.
With comical timing, they turn their heads.
"Hey," Stiles grins. Is he really happy to see me? He looks genuine. Don't squeal. "We were going back to where Scott found the body. The dumbass lost his inhaler."
Scott bows his head bashfully. "Mom would freak."
"Can I join?"
Please say yes.
Please.
WAIT-
Nope. I'd risk meeting Derek again just to see the new puppy wolf meet the sourwolf.
"I don't see why not," Stiles shrugs.
Yes!
"Okay, I'll follow you in my car."
Scott waves.
Stiles waves.
Ah I love life.
Great! In my car. Now don't lose that jeep!
Wow. Stiles drives slow.
Which is weird.
Because he's always so hyped.
Yay! We're here!
Time to pull on my hiking boots.
Metaphorically speaking.
Ew. Trees.
"What happened back there? On the field?"
Jeez, how deep were they in this forest?
It's so leafy…
And creepy…
Pfft. Scared? I'm not scared.
Nope.
Nope.
OH MY G- WHAT WAS THAT?
Oh it was just another tree.
Heh.
"I don't - I don't know what it was. It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. And that's not the only weird thing. I - I can - hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear. Smell things."
Hmm. Should I tell him yet?
"Smell things? Like what?"
Hehe.
I know the answer!
Pick me! Pick me!
"Like the mint - mojito gum in your pocket."
AND ARE YOU READY FOLKS?
Because you can't be ready for this.
"I don't even have any mint -" He pulls out the gum. Called it! "Mojito - So all this started with a bite."
"Can I have that?"
I like gum.
Stiles gave me his gum.
Yum.
Gum.
A poem by Elle.
"What if it's like an infection, like, my body's flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?"
Please Scott.
Just no.
No.
"You know what? I actually think I've heard of this - It's a specific kind of infection."
Here we go!
Stiles is so cool.
He guessed it straight away.
"Are you serious?"
Please Scott.
Stiles is always serious.
Always…
"Yeah. Yeah, I think it's called - lycanthropy."
DUN. Dun. Dun!
Spoiler!
WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED THIS?
WOLF BITE?
SUPERNATURAL POWERS?
WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED!
Not me.
"What's that? Is that bad?"
Oh my G- please Scott.
Wait, I haven't spoken in a while.
Urgh.
But I want to enjoy the moment!
"Oh, yeah, it's the worst. But only once a month."
Haha…
Woman jokes.
Stiles, Stiles, Stiles…
"Once a month?"
Oh jeez. Milk it for all it's worth.
No pun…
Ew.
"Mm - hmm. On the night of the full moon. Hey, you're the one who heard a wolf howling."
Once again I must raise the point of how awesome a friend Stiles is.
Freaking out about some infectious disease you may have?
Stiles plays the pronoun game to mess with you.
You know, saying 'it' instead of werewolf.
Or saying dramatic sentences.
Love it.
"Hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me."
And finally…
"I know! You're a werewolf! Rrr! Okay, obviously I'm kidding. But if you see me in shop class trying to melt all the silver I can find, it's 'cause Friday's a full moon."
Hah! Finally! He said the word!
Roll credits.
Dah da daa! Teen Wolf!
We pull to a halt.
There's no body!
Thank god.
Seeing it on television is one thing, but in real life it's another.
"Maybe the killer moved the body."
Good thinking Stiles!
Atta boy.
"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like 80 bucks."
Time to speak!
"It's okay, I can cover you," It's true. I was loaded. "Also, on another note. I don't think you should joke about the werewolf thing-" here we go! "-It fits really well. And clearly whatever you saw that night killed the victim."
Stiles had frozen though, and he swiftly slaps both our chests.
Ow!
He hurts!
For someone with such whimpy arms…
No offence or anything.
What's he looking at?
Oh crap.
It's Derek.
NO! MY KNEES ARE NOT READY!
SOMEONE CATCH ME!
Yay, Scott caught me.
Now, how to recover…
"What are you doing here? Huh? This is private property."
Hot guy in a leather jacket. So scary.
I think I may need that ovary transplant.
Fuck…
Can't, breathe.
Tyler Hoechlin- Derek, is just so gorgeous.
Oh my lawd I can't handle.
I can't even-
"Uh, sorry, man, we didn't know."
Real smooth Stiles.
"Yeah, we were just looking for something, but -" THAT TOSS! HOLY SHIZNITS! "Uh, forget it."
Oh gawd look at that sass! Turning and walking away.
AND HIS ASS!
HIS. ASS!
DO I NEED SAY MORE?
"Uhm. All right, come on, I gotta get to work."
Pfft. Come on Scott! you may be straight, but did you not just see that hunking wad of sexiness that just walked away?
How could you think about work!
"Dude, that was Derek Hale. You remember, right? He's only like a few years older than us."
Oh yeah. He's only a few years older than us.
More bullshit has never been sprayed.
Also, again with the pronoun game.
"Remember what?"
Poor, clueless, Scott.
"His family. They all burned to death in a fire, like, ten years ago."
Ah… Sad feels.
I don't want to think about it…
"I wonder what he's doing back."
Me too.
It wouldn't just happen to do with his DEAD SISTER WOULD IT?
HMMM?
"Come on."
They move away.
Nope.
Nopedy nope.
"I'm going to chill for a bit."
Please knees, don't fail me now.
"In the middle of a forest where a murder's just been committed?" Stiles asks bluntly.
Well when you put it that way…
"Bye!"
RUN!
Okay.
Don't get lost.
Where's the sourwolf gone?
Oh hey! Look it's the house!
Oh… Sad feel attack again.
Urgh.
"You must be an idiot."
OH MY G- I WOULD KNOW THAT SMOLDERING VOICE ANYWHERE!
"I'm going to give you three seconds, to turn around and walk away."
DON'T.
FANGIRL.
WE DISCUSSED THIS LEGS!
WE DID!
DON'T-
And now I'm looking at him.
His eyes!
His hair!
His face!
HIM!
*DROOL.*
"I want to talk."
Ah shizabbles. I stuttered.
"And I don't."
Oh snap.
I just got burned.
OH MY G- WAS IT TOO SOON?
SORRY!
"You need to help him."
Pfft, now I'm playing the pronoun game.
Clear throat. Die frog. "You need to help Scott."
GREAT JOB KNEES! I LOVE YOU!
Now voice, you just need to follow knees lesson.
"Tell. Me. What. You. Know."
Oh crap!
HE'S CLOSING IN ON ME!
KNEES NO!
DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!
Ah crap.
I'm sliding down to the floor.
I think my ovaries just exploded and my uterus was just impregnated by his proximity.
I'm so done.
"Tell me!"
Ah shit.
I can't-
He's yelling!
AND I WANT TO LAUGH!
OH NO!
NO DON'T-
Oh crap.
I'm laughing.
Hysterically.
In his face.
Prepare to be killed.
It was nice knowing you, life.
We had our moments.
Wait.
I'm not dead.
Is Derek… Is Derek face palming?
HOLY SHIZKISS!
"You might not get it," YES! MOUTH IS WORKING AGAIN! "But I know you want to help Scott. I have been best friends with the dork for years, and- I'll help you help him."
He glared at me through the gaps in his fingers.
Oh no… his eyes are glowing blue.
I'm going to die.
Hello again death.
"Your heartbeat- It- You weren't lying."
Yup.
Now if I could just… breathe.
That'd be nice.
Why does he have to be so close?
Oh no! Now he's squatting in front of me!
DON'T LOOK AT HIS CROTCH!
DON'T LOOK!
NOPE!
"You're right. I want to keep Scott from ruining everything."
Daww, Derek is Scott's number one fan!
It's so cute.
"Then- could you please- back up a few steps. I can't breathe."
He frowns.
OH MY G- HE'S FROWNING AND IT'S SO CUTE! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS!
And then he shuffles back a bit and stands.
"Thanks," URGH! I KILLED THE FROG! Why am I croaking? "Sorry you're very pretty and it's hard to handle."
He continued to glare at me.
Oops, better hurry up.
"I want to help Scott, so if that means helping you, then I'm all ears."
Metaphorically speaking.
Wouldn't someone composed of entirely ears look funny?
Haha.
"Look. Just keep your friend away from that girl- and make sure he doesn't get angry."
SOLID ADVICE DEREK!
YOU JUST FORGOT TO MENTION A FEW THINGS-
Like the fact there's an alpha on the loose, and that there's a dead body buried on your property. OH! And that Scott's going to go crazy tomorrow night!
"Give me your number."
HOLY SHIT!
I JUST ASKED HIM TO GIVE ME HIS NUMBER!
I just asked Derek Hale to give me his number.
"Fine."
He held his hand out.
What?
Oh he wanted my phone.
HOLY SHIT!
DEREK'S HOLDING MY PHONE!
And he just gave me my number!
Oh wow.
Don't freak out-
Our hands just brushed.
-Don't freak.
"Now get out."
He pointed.
Oh Derek, like I didn't know where the door was.
Pfft.
Ah shit.
I just slammed into the door.
Guess I should have opened it first.
Did he see?
Yeah he saw.
Alright. Only one thing to do then.
Run.
Daww, poor Tullia. You need to calm down girl!
Next time:
"I'm sorry. I - I gotta go get ready for that party. I'm sorry."
Hold it!
I'm going to take a lesson, from many hours of watching sports.
Fake an injury.
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This idea came to me from seeing other stories with the same concept, but I thought I'd try something a little different. Hence the sporadic and harebrained first character view. It is supposed to be funny so if you think it's stupid, that's the point! Enjoy it, don't hate it XD Please... :)
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