1988 Beacon Hills
Peter Hale was walking through the Hale preserve. Peter was pissed, his older sister Talia was getting a later curfew. While Peter got an earlier curfew because he stayed out 3 hours past his curfew 3 times in a row. The twins were starting middle school tomorrow. Peter was so angry that he ran into someone and surprisingly fell to the ground.
"What the... oh hi." Peter said when he noticed that he had ran into a cute guy.
"I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going." The guy said.
"It's okay. It was my fault." Peter said as he helped the guy up. "I'm Peter, Peter Hale."
"I'm Stiles, Stiles Dean. I'm new in town, my uncle and I just moved here." Stiles explained.
"Are you going to Beacon Hills Middle?" Peter asked.
"Ya I am. I'm guessing you are too. You mind showing me around town and school?" Stiles asked as he motioned for Peter to walk with him. Peter couldn't keep the grin off his face. Stiles was so beautiful and nice. Peter frowned when he caught Stiles's scent, it smelled off but Peter couldn't place it, so he ignored it.
"So where are you from?" Peter asked.
"I'm from..." Stiles started but stopped talking and walking. Without turning around Stiles asked, "What did you say your last name was?"
"Hale. Why?" Peter asked he was getting a little suspicious.
"You're a werewolf! How did I not remember? Actually the question is why didn't I notice?" Stiles said as he turned around smirking.
"How do you know that?" Peter asked. Stiles froze his smirk falling from his face.
"Well that part is kinda complicated." Stiles said while he rubbed his neck. Peter crossed his arms.
"How?" Peter asked stepping forward until he was only centimeters away from Stiles. Stiles sighed then opened his eyes, which were glowing deep red.
"You're a vampire aren't you?" Peter asked his voice was firm and unemotional, even though Peter felt very emotional and not sure of himself. Stiles blinked his eyes back to normal.
"I understand if you want me to leave." Stiles said. Stiles was about to walk away when Peter grabbed his arm and pulled him to his chest.
"I honestly don't give a fuck about you being a vampire. Frankly if you had done your research you would have known that." Peter told him as he leaned down and ghosted his lips over Stiles. Peter was about to kiss Stiles but someone started laughing. Peter and Stiles turned around to see Talia.
"Peter aren't you going to introduce me to your boyfriend?" Talia asked as she continued to giggle.
"We're not..." Peter started but stopped and turned to Stiles. "Are we?" Peter gestured between himself and Stiles. Stiles smiled and walked in front of Peter.
"Yes." Stiles then pulled Peter down for a kiss. Peter's eyes shot open while Stiles and Talia smirked. When Stiles pulled away he walked up to Talia and held his hand out.
"Stiles Dean." Stiles told Talia as she took his hand shaking it.
"Talia Hale, Peter's older twin sister." Talia told Stiles as she looked him over with a smirk.
"By 1 minute!" Peter complained.
"Your scent is off. What are you?" Talia asked.
"Guess." Stiles said with a smirk as he flashed his deep red glowing eyes.
"Vampire right? I overheard that 2 vampires were moving to Beacon Hills." Talia replied.
"You are correct. My uncle Jesse moved us here. Something about going back to our families roots." Stiles told her.
"So how old are you?" Talia asked as the three walked back to the Hale house.
"That is for me to know and for you two to find out." Stiles said with a smirk flashing his fangs playfully.
A/N Yes I know! Stiles from New Flames and Stiles from Old Flames are different people but they have the same last name. Why? Well because I can!