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Making friends with all the unfamiliar creatures,
Push your back on the unnecessary pressure,
Come up for air just so you know we wont drown
~Proof, Paramore


"Hoosiers is not only the best basketball movie ever. It is the best sports movie ever made."

"No."

I rolled my eyes, resting my head against the window in the backseat of Lydia's car, tracing the little droplets of an earlier rain shower with my finger in boredom, the only reason I was third wheeling was because I wanted to rent a movie but mom wouldn't let me go by myself in the dark and I kind of agreed with her, the murder toll was rising in this town and it was freaky.

"Lydia, I swear to God you're gonna like it!" Jackson exclaimed hotly trying to convince the stubborn strawberry blonde.

"No"

"I am not watching The Notebook again." He insisted throwing himself back in the seat and making me pull my head away from the window.

"But the notebooks amazing" I leaned between the two putting on a whiney voice and pouting up at Jackson.

Not even two minutes later Jackson, mumbling furiously to himself, got out of the car slamming the door in the process, I giggled and followed him hurrying into the video store as the cold air hit me. It was unnaturally cold for this time of year.

"Can somebody help me find The Notebook?" Jackson called out sounding vaguely irritated and I struggled to reel in my laughter "Hello?" he called out again throwing me an annoyed look "Is anybody working here?"

"Impatient much" I remarked picking up a DVD but putting it back down again quickly seeing it was a horror film. Jackson ignored me "You gotta be kidding me." He muttered glancing around.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed annoyed "I'll get the notebook, chill out" I began walking towards the romantic section which oddly enough was near the horror section, god I hated horror films.

He scoffed "You need to chill out" he shot back lamely and walked faster so he was ahead.

"Great comeback" I mocked giving him a ridiculous face, what I hadn't noticed though is that Jackson had stopped walking and was tensed up completely. In fact I hadn't noticed so much that I walked straight into his leather jacketed back "Ow! What the hell?" I complained.

He didn't answer my whiney question only kept walking slowly towards a shelf, I frowned slightly but followed him "What are you doing?" I asked in a hushed voice wondering why I was talking like that. Jackson and I rounded the corner of a small aisle and before I could see what it was I felt him tense up and breathe out fast. I looked in his line of vision and suddenly wished I hadn't.

A video store worker lay on the ground, my eyes trailed up to his throat and I let out a scream stumbling backwards, the workers neck had been slashed out, blood running down his neck staining his clothes. It truly was a gruesome and as I stumbled back I fell into a ladder which swung down taking some cords with it and we were suddenly plunged us into semi darkness as some lights flickered.

I got to my feet grabbing onto Jackson arm and gripping tightly, tears building in my eyes "Jackson we have to go" I whispered in a panicked sounding voice, my heart hammering in my chest.

But even I was distracted by a noise in front of us, I raised my eyes and squinted, no it couldn't be, were those red eyes? The eyes were the only thing visible a few yards in front of us glowing a shocking scarlet.

I let out a whimper and went to cover my mouth as the eyes disappeared, Jackson sprang into action shoving me behind a shelf of DVDs and sitting next to me beside the start of the row panting slightly, I didn't let go of his arm and dug my finger nails into it as a few cases fell down on us, hot tears ran down my face as I completely panicked, my breathing uneven.

A shelf fell down and then another one, each one making me jump more violently than the last, Jackson suddenly grabbed my hand and lunged pulling me with him as the dived away from the shelf. My head collided with the floor and it took a moment for me to raise my head "Jackson!" I whispered as my vision swam and my head throbbed. I heard growling close to my head and froze up but jumped violently as a loud smash rang through the store.

I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, partly because my head was throbbing but mostly because I was completely terrified, what the hell had just happened.


"Okay Callie I don't think you have a concussion but there may be some minor bruising where you hit your head" A paramedic who's name I think was Don, told me putting down his mini torch he had been shining in my eyes.

I nodded not saying a word, and not looking up from the ground. After that thing the police were calling a mountain lion had smashed through the front window of the store and disappeared, the emergency services showed up and I was sitting in the back of an ambulance, my feet dangling of the end.

"Why the hell can't I just go home? I'm fine." At the sound of Jacksons loud voice, I raised my head to see him arguing with what looked like the chief or something.

"I hear you, but the EMT says you hit your head pretty hard. They just wanna make sure you don't have a concussion." The cop relied in what sounded like a soothing voice but I grimaced slightly knowing it wouldn't work on Jackson.

"What part of 'I'm fine' are you having a problem grasping? Okay, I wanna go home!" He insisted his voice growing louder and causing a few people to look his way.

"And I understand that-"the cop began only to be cut off by an angry Jackson "No, you don't understand, which kind of blows my mind, since it should be a pretty basic concept to grasp for a minimum wage rent–a–cop like you! Okay, now, I wanna go home!"

I wanted to tell Jackson to stop but my mouth wouldn't work my mind was almost blank, the only thing on it was glowing red eyes that I wasn't even sure existed.

"Oh, whoa, is that a dead body?" A familiar voice suddenly cried. I looked up and locked eyes with Stiles, who, without breaking eye contact shut his car door and walked up to me. As he approached I dropped my eyes to look at the ground again, pulling the bright orange shock blanket tighter around me and shivering partly from the cold.

I felt a hand touch my shoulder gently but I still flinched in surprise and he quickly took his hand back muttering "Sorry"

After a moment of awkward silence and me staring at the ground he cleared his throat "Are you alright Callie?" Stiles asked, his voice unlike the one I was used to, it wasn't too fast or awkward it was just soft, but it wasn't enough to break me from my trance "Red eyes" I mumbled still staring at the wet pavement, the only thing playing through my mind was the glowing redness of the two eyes.

"W-what did you just say?" His voice had changed from being soft to his usually quick and slightly panicky tone.

He probably thinks I'm a weirdo now, good one Callie, I quickly snapped out of it tearing my eyes away from the ground and pushing the blanket off my shoulders "I think- I think my mom's here" I stammered quickly jumping down from the ambulance, only stumbling slightly.

"Callie wait!" he called out but I didn't stop walking until I'd reached my mom's car which luckily had just showed up making my story plausible before she could get out I climbed in quickly shutting the door without once looking back at Stiles Stilinski.


"You know you don't have to do this" Mom showed up in the mirror behind me making me jump slightly "No one's expecting you to go"

I smiled slightly dabbing concealer on the dark circles under my eyes which were the result of lying awake reliving the entirety of the night before "Which is exactly why I have to go" I made a face at the large blue bruise just under my hair line to the left of my forehead, minor bruising my ass.

She chuckled slightly "There'll be questions if you go" she pointed out brushing some of my dark brown hair over my shoulder "You were attacked by a mountain lion!" she exclaimed her voice taking on a hysterical note.

I put some bracelets making a face "There'll be questions if I don't go" I countered looking up at my reflection and deciding I was ready.

I had put on a pretty blue sundress that was tight at the top and flared out at the bottom and some black wedge heels, maybe if I look good people won't notice the large purple thing on my face.

Yeah right.

Mom sighed and passed me my black purse "Well if I can't change your mind, good luck"

I smiled slightly again, taking the purse from her and flicking some hair over my shoulder, time to channel my inner Lydia Martin who apparently wasn't showing up today as she too traumatized, which made zero sense as she was in the car the entire time.

"Do you want me to drive you?" Mom asked as we walked down the stairs.

I opened my mouth to say no but change my mind at the last moment as I laid eyes on the red light of our oven, a shiver ran down my spine. No it was a mountain lion you imagined it. I tried to tell myself.

I had told myself anything I could to invalidate what I had seen, that I was hallucinating due to fear or that it was a trick of the lights which I had broken.

"Yes" I agreed quietly tearing my eyes away from the blinking light.


As I walked through the hallways not so subtle whispers followed me, it seemed everyone had heard about our traumatising event and wanted to know the full story. I put my head down and walked over to where Jackson was shoving things into his locker with certain anger.

"You look like shit" I stated bluntly leaning against the one next to him. Jackson's face was pale and his eyes had dark circles around them, he shut his locker and turned to look at me his eyes raking over my forehead "Back at you" before he started walking away.

I rolled my eyes and pushed myself up to follow him "Tell me" I began, falling in step with him "Why did we bother coming today?"

Jackson shrugged his shoulders his eyes darting around nervously "You're asking me"

We had reached the door of our chemistry lab and we came to a halt just standing there. I took a deep breath "Ready?" I asked.

He didn't answer he just scoffed slightly and pushed the door open and walked inside causing me to hurry after him.

As soon as we were inside all eyes turned on us, great. Before I moved anywhere I met a pair of honey mixed hazel brown eyes, I quickly looked away feeling embarrassed after my weird behaviour the night before. I followed Jacksons taking a seat next to him.

Mr Demon, I mean Harris came over to us, pocking his head between us and placing his hand on Jackson's shoulder "Hey, Callie, Jackson. If you two need to leave early for any reason, you let me know." He told us in what seemed like a caring voice, but with him you never really know. Jackson nodded while I nodded and replied with "Thanks"

Harris nodded then went to stand at the back of the class "Just a friendly reminder– Parent teacher conferences are tonight." I watched in slight amusement as my classmates visibly winced "Students below a "C" average are required to attend. I won't name you, because the shame and self-disgust should be more than enough punishment." There was the Harris I knew "Has anyone seen Scott McCall?" He peered down at Stiles pointedly.

When he didn't receive a response he continued walking towards the front of the class "Everyone, start reading Chapter Nine." He stopped not turning around "Mr. Stilinski. Try putting the highlighter down between paragraphs. It's chemistry, not a colouring book."

A few people laughed quietly and I looked back the pale boy, he jerked his head back blowing the lid of the highlighter out of his mouth and catching it with his left hand, it was weirdly hot.

I frowned to myself and quickly turned away wondering why the hell I just thought that. Stiles and I were just friends.


I let out a sigh as I stood in front locker, I hadn't opened it, and I just stood there staring at it. Red eyes, a man's throat ripped out, shelves falling down all flashed through my mind and I gasped loudly probably making some people look at me strangely.

A mountain lion couldn't make shelves fall over, could it?

A throat cleared beside me and I flinched away from it violently.

I tried to calm down my racing heart as I looked at the person beside me, it was a boy around my age, he was tall, then again everyone was tall compared to me, with dark curly hair and blue eyes, he was kind of cute actually.

"Um yes?" I asked wondering why he had decided to scare the shit out of me.

He shuffled uneasily and I figured he was shy, he pointed to his locker "It's just that uh you're standing in front of my locker" he said quietly barely meeting my eyes.

I opened my mouth to protest but then I noticed the number on the top 201, my locker wasn't 201 it wasn't even close to that number, I had been standing staring at the wrong locker for the last five or so minuets.

My eyes widened in embarrassment, I must've turned the wrong way while I was lost in thought, how stupid.

"Oh wow" I chuckled nervously "I am aren't I, sorry" I blurted out before turning on my heel and walking down the hall as fast as I couldn't without running.

I must be out of it today that's it I'm going home.

As I reached the parking lot it occurred to me I didn't have Bruce with me and with my mom at work I didn't have a way home unless I walked but that wasn't an option dice I would have pass the woods I'd been too afraid to go in since I was a kid. I didn't know what it was I just hated woods.

My already shaking legs gave way under me and I collapsed onto a bench that faced the lot, as tears blurred my vision.

I put my head in my hands and let a few fall, I didn't know why I was crying to be honest, then again it probably had something to do with the fact I was probably going crazy, like nuttier than an snickers bar.

"Callie" a voice came from my right, hesitantly as if not sure whether to talk at all. I quickly raised my head and used the back of my hand to brush away the falling drops of water away from my face.

"Stiles hey" I greeted, trying to make my voice sound as normal as possible but failed as my voice cracked slightly.

He wordlessly sat down on the bench next to me, making me shuffle over and brush away anymore fallen tears. You know how some girls look pretty when they cry, like single tear drops run down their faces and they look nice? That wasn't me, whenever I cried my eyes would go red and my cheeks would puff up.

"Are you okay?" He spoke a moment later and before I could answer he spoke again "You know what, stupid question"

I let out a breathy laugh "I'm fine" I lied clearing my throat "I just remembered that trig assignment and that I haven't even started" I lightly joked. He let out a little laugh, probably not even finding it funny in the slightest"

We sat there in silence for a moment before he spoke again "What happened Callie?" he asked sounding hesitant.

I didn't look at him as I answered, I only stared out into the parking lot though I could feel his eyes on me "The police are calling it a mountain lion"

"And you don't think it was?" He prompted, leaning closer with interest. I laughed, a slightly bitter sound "You wouldn't believe me, I'm not even sure I believe me"

Stiles let out a laugh and rubbed his chin "Try me" he remarked in a way that suggested he knew something I didn't. I brushed it off and looked at him; tucking a piece of hair behind my ear "Red eyes" I recalled sounding far away "I could've sworn the thing had red eyes"

Stiles didn't speak for a moment and I suddenly felt like a fool, wondering why I'd even told him that "I mean you probably think I was hallucinating or plain crazy" I added in a quick voice.

He chuckled "I don't think you're crazy Callie." Before I could say anything else the bell rung from inside the building signalling our free period over he practically jumped to his feet "Come on" he smiled sarcastically "Wouldn't want to miss gym"

I smirked slightly getting to my feet as I weirdly didn't want to go home anymore "That's the last thing we'd want" I agreed following after him, his words ringing in my mind.

You're not crazy Callie.


Soo anyone got any ship names for Callie and Stiles?

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-Daisy