A/N: Hey! Sorry I've been away for quite a while ^^" I've been busy with school, and believe it or not whenever I tried to come up with an idea for Stiles POV I couldn't really think of anything… But I gave it a try. Tell me if you liked it or not! xD Further notes down below.. All the way. Oh! And the title for this was Army Dreamers by Kate Bush because it was the song I was currently on. Which I think that's what I'm going to do from now on. Whatever song I'm on I'll use as the title for the chapter. :)
Stiles POV
"'Werewolf Folklore'", I say quietly. It's 11:25pm, and I'm still up doing research. For Scott of course. Seriously why can't he do it himself? Believe it or not I have a life too y'know! I think Scott's a werewolf, but he, as always, has a forceful emotion of denial.
I do know in fact he's a werewolf, because I remember being little and meeting one… Or was it two? I'm actually not sure if I was lucid or not, but there's no evidence to suggest that Scott's not a werewolf.
His wolf bite healed quickly, he has a better and stronger sense of smell, he's more agile too.
As I'm thinking about werewolfy things I fall asleep… But not for long unfortunately.
Beep… Beep… BEEEEEP!
God, why did I have to have such an annoying alarm clock? Dad is usually already gone to the station before I wake up, so I have to depend on that stupid god forsaken alarm! Well, I've already wasted fifteen minutes thinking about that alarm clock now.
I get up, get dressed (wearing my signature red hoodie), eat breakfast consisting of taost and peanut butter - slightly unhealthy, but delicious - I get my school books, get in my jeep and I'm off! (A/N: At this point in time I don't even know what I'm doing with Stiles POV)
When I get to school I see I'm a little early, but I see Scott, so I figure being earlys not so bad. As of right now. Scott's standing right where he always is nowadays: the hallway before Allison's locker standing with.. Sunflowers. His eyes are closed and he's bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Hey, Scottie. You planning on giving those to Allison? Wouldn't she prefer.. I don't know.. Roses?", Really? Sunflowers? I know Scott's bad, but not that bad.
Scott suddenly turns to look at me with panic in his eyes. "Oh no. Stiles you have to help me! What should I do? Allison's gonna hate me."
Damn those puppy dog eyes. I can never resist, I've gotten close to resisting them before, but not close enough. I sigh, "Yeah , yeah. Okay, I'll see what I can do, but if I can't get to you in time," I stop and get a Hershey's kiss out of my pocket, it's a little melted, but it'll have to do. "Give her this."
I hand it to him and he's hugging me now. In a side-bro-hug of course.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Okay what am I going to do? Scott needs me to go get flowers and schools almost started. Well what better to do than panic?
I break from the hug and say slightly rushed, "Bye Scott, see you!", and I turn and run as quickly as I can outside the school. I still have some time. How long can it take to get some simple roses?
Not really all the hard except for the fact that I almost stepped on them.
It was a bouquet of red roses outside the school's front entrance. These aren't mine, but I'm sure whosever they were didn't need them that much anyway since they left it lying around. I quickly grab the bouquet and as I'm about to head inside I see a silhouette of a male figure. I don't know who it is though.
Doesn't matter, gotta get these to Scott before a sea of whining sentences comes from him, and that's so annoying.
Hello! That was terrible! I know Stiles' character wayyy better than I do Derek's, yet I happen to be better at writing Derek's POV. I struggled so much with Stiles, and I had the horrible illness of Writer's block.. Because as I say again: Stiles. Oh, why did you have to kill me and make me take forever to write this? And I didn't know what to name this chapter, so sorry for the suckish name .. Like all the others. I hope you liked this chapter, and give some ideas for the next one, kay? Alright. :)
Love, Chaos