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Teen Vampire
Chapter 6
Stiles sat on the edge of his bed in total darkness. His mind whirled with endless thoughts. Roman had left not long ago, leaving Stiles to think over what had just happened. He bit someone today, well, tonight. If he were still human, the thought of biting someone would have filled him with guilt. Then again, he never would have bit someone if he were still human. He felt no remorse for biting the girl. She didn't die and the secret of vampires would remain a secret. He didn't drain her. She could still walk, just in a bit of a drunken fashion.
He felt more energized, more powerful. The blood had filled a hole in him that he didn't even realize was there. Never in his life would he have ever thought that blood would taste so incredible. Stiles thought over his situation. Okay, he was a vampire now, he had to live off of blood. His scent was hidden from his friends. So far, not that much had changed. He was still him.
He was just a blood sucking vampire instead of the only human in Scott's pack now.
Wait, could a vampire be in a wolf pack? Scott didn't know he was a vampire so it was safe to say that Stiles was still a member. Would he still be if Scott found out? How would he react if he found out his best friend was a vampire?
Hold on, Roman said he was a fledgling which was...shit, Roman never told him what a fledgling was! Dammit, he was going to annoy the hell out Roman the next time he saw him. Stiles needed answers! Wait, didn't Roman mention it in the bathroom? What did he say, exactly? Something about him being Stiles's master. So...what, did that mean that their relationship was basically that of an Alpha and Beta, just in vampire form with all the weird vampire quirks that Stiles was still mostly unaware of?
Damn, he felt like he had even more questions now. Roman honestly didn't answer all that many.
The teen fell back on his bed and looked at his clock. It was two in the morning and he had school. He sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. Like he didn't already have enough problems on his plate.
He kicked off his shoes and crawled under the covers. He had no clue if he was even going to get any sleep but he was going to try. He had a long day coming. Vampires didn't like sunlight and he was going to be in it all day. He needed to sleep.
~0~
"Okay, that's creepy." Stiles mumbled to himself. He was standing in front of his closet which was usually filled with his colorful plaid shirts, but now practically everything was black. There were some grays, dark blues, reds and even purples, but most of it was black. When the hell did Roman change his wardrobe and how did the guy know his clothing sizes? Stiles barely slept last night so the guy must have done it when he was at school yesterday.
With a sigh, he grabbed a navy blue shirt and a black leather jacket from the closet. He slipped on a pair of black jeans and threw on the shirt and jacket. He grabbed his converse and slipped them on. He almost groaned when he realized they matched his shirt. He shoved his books into his backpack and began to search his room for his sunglasses.
"Stiles, you around yet?" John asked as he walked into his son's door frame. His eyebrows went up in shock at his son's appearance.
"What?" Stiles asked.
"Where'd you get the leather?" The Sheriff asked.
"I bought it?" Okay, that was FAR from believable. The fact that his dad was making a stern face and raising an eyebrow at him was more than enough proof that his lie did not get bought.
"Riiight." John drawled out suspiciously. "Why are you so pale?" he asked.
Stiles shrugged. "I don't know." He spotted his sunglasses on his computer chair. He snatched them up. "Well, iii'm going to go to school now. Sooo, by dad. Have a good say at work." The teen said as he slung his backpack on his shoulder and slipped past his father.
"Okay." John said, sounding suspicious but kept his mouth shut.
Stiles grabbed his car keys off the counter, put on the sunglasses and ran out the door. Okay, that couldn't have been more awkward. Stiles sighed and started his jeep. Crap, if his dad reacted like that, how was the rest of the school going to react? Were his clothes that different or was it a vampire thing? Roman did mention that people were going to view him differently from now on and find him attractive more than they used to. Then again, he didn't exactly have girls lining up to date him in the first place.
He parked his jeep in his usual spot and killed the engine. Just as he was about to get out, his phone buzzed. He pulled it out and checked the message. What the hell? How in the hell did Roman get his phone number? Stiles climbed out of his jeep and read the message.
You probably already noticed, but I took the liberty of re-doing your wardrobe and I also put myself in your phone. Training after dark; we have a lot to go over.
Stiles re-read the message, feeling a bit creeped out. The guy went through his clothes and phone. Wait, training? What like werewolf training? Was it going to be like how Derek trained Isaac, Erica, and Boyd? He hoped not. Stiles sent back a text, calling Roman a creep and walked into the school. Jeez, were all vampires like this?
Stiles pocketed his phone once he reached his locker. He put in his combination and opened it. He grumbled to himself as he discarded his back pack and grabbed his books.
"Stiles?"
He froze. Scott was staring at him with wide, awe struck eyes. "Hey, buddy." Stiles said. Only then did he realize that quite a few eyes were on him. In fact, most of them were girls. Were they blushing? He turned back to Scott and tried to ignore all the stares. "Is there something on my face?" He asked, his hand going to his cheek.
"Dude, did you get a model makeover overnight? What the hell?" Scott asked with raised eyebrows.
"W-what?" Stiles asked, quirking his head to the side.
"You look different, but you don't" Scott said, looking his friend over.
"That doesn't make any sense Scott." Stiles said.
"It makes sense to me. You honestly don't look all that different than you normally do but, yet something's just really different about you." Scott said, concentration pulling hard at his face, causing wrinkles.
Stiles couldn't help but smile at the sight. "Scott, you beautiful idiot, don't strain yourself." The teen said as he patted his friend on the shoulder. "You're still not making any sense."
"Seriously, though, did you do anything different than normal, cause you've got the entire female body of the school staring at you." Scott asked, genuinely curious.
Oh, you know, I just snuck out of my room last night (like a badass!) and went to a 21 and over night club where I bit some random chick on the neck and drank her blood. Overall, the night wasn't that much different than any other night. Stiles inwardly thought to himself. Instead, he just shook his head and said "Nope!" Popping the 'p' as he did so.
"Okay." Scott grumbled, seeming unconvinced.
Stiles tried to ignore his best friend's suspicious stare as he reluctantly removed his sunglasses and put them in his pocket. He would keep them on but he was sure the teachers would yell at him for it. "We should probably head to class." Stiles said, slamming his locker door shut. He cringed a bit at the noise.
Scott nodded and followed after the teen as he walked down the hallway. "So, what? Are you Mr. Cool and slick now? Is that what the leather's for?You trying to be popular?" Scott asked teasingly.
"So what if it is?" Stiles shot back. "Maybe I wanted to change my image. A nerd no more, I'm cool." Stiles said as he attempted to imitate a grease, running his hand through his hair. To prove his point further, he started to strut down the hallway, putting a sway to his hips. He confidently strode through the hallway with a new found confidence, thoroughly enjoying the attention his new abilities were giving him. For the first time since he was turned, he felt good in his own skin. He felt like he could embrace the idea of being a vampire.
The shrill sound of the bell blaring just above his head pierced his ears like someone was hammering nails into his eardrums. Stiles's body contorted in a weird attempt to jump in fright, causing him to totally lose his footing. He stumbled like the spazz he was head-first into a trashcan, taking it out like a construction cone being bulldozed by a car. Trash went sailing through the air, the trashcan itself caught some air. He hit the ground with a painful slap, his chin connecting with the cold tile and his limbs sprawling out like they were made of wool. The impact was painful and it jarred his skull a bit. Oh god, that hurt like hell and his ears were still ringing. He groaned in agony, cursing the trashcan whose contents was now littering the floor.
The sound of Scott's hysterical laughter filled the hallway, the alpha didn't even care that he was late to class. He laughed his ass off at his best friend's misery, who was still sprawled out on the floor on his stomach like an idiot. "Dude, you just annihilated that trash can!" He said through hysterical laughter, tears stain his cheeks.
Stiles just lied there and glared at the tiled floor, cursing his luck. The pain had already subsided thanks to his now sped up healing, but his pride was still pretty damaged. Someone up there was toying with him. Go figure. He got turned into the one creature that was famously known across the entire fucking world for being graceful and cunning and he still managed to make a total and complete buffoon of himself. He probably just single handedly decimated the very image and foundation the vampire world was built on. He was so ashamed of himself. He just wanted to look cool.
It just went to show: Stiles, vampire or not, would always be a total and complete spazz. Stiles sighed into the tile and accepted his fate.
~0~
Stupid Scott and his stupid laughter and his stupid werewolf scent and, oh my god, stop laughing already! Stiles inwardly screamed as he glared at his best friend. It was later in the day and they were sitting in class. Scott had been laughing about the little incident all day. It was really starting to grind on Stiles's nerves. It wasn't even that funny.
He probably would have shrugged it off if it weren't for the fact that his senses were bothering him. Now that he had blood in his system, his abilities seemed to be even stronger. Everything was even more unbearable than yesterday. There were too many people around him. All he could smell was blood and the heart beats, god, they were so loud!
The only thing worse was the smell that Scott and Malia was giving off. It was so bad! Their werewolf, well were-coyote in Malia's case, scent was stronger to him. It made his stomach turn.
Oddly enough, Stiles found himself more than once clinging onto the sound of Scott's heartbeat so he could block out the actual heartbeats that made Stiles want to eat someone. It was weird. Scott's unappetizing werewolfy smell was keeping him grounded. Go figure. It still smelled like hell, though.
Stiles really wished the teachers would let him wear his sunglasses in class. It was like every teacher in the building had all the blinds open. The sun's rays poured into every class, making it incredibly uncomfortable for the young vampire. Even with most of his skin covered, the sun irritated him and it hurt his eyes to look anywhere near the windowed side of the classroom. Albeit, it wasn't as near as bad as yesterday. He hadn't gotten totally overwhelmed and run to the bathroom today.
His new wardrobe was earning him weird looks from his friends, especially Scott. The alpha just couldn't seem to grasp Stiles's new look. It looked like it was bothering the hell out of the werewolf. The poor guy was so confused. Stiles really wanted to tell Scott the truth, but his tongue always held when he tried to. It probably wouldn't be a good thing to tell an alpha that he was a vampire, anyways.
While his new look confused his friends, everyone else seemed almost awed by it, especially the girls. Stiles quickly lost count of how many times he heard a 'How the hell did Stiles Stilinski get so hot?' from a girl or a "The nerd got a makeover.' from a jock; and then his favorite one 'I call him!' The one mostly came from girls but he heard a couple male voices saying it here and there.
Even with his massive spill earlier in the day, his confidence went crazy high. People were noticing him, paying attention to him. He wasn't just Scott's loud friend or that weird Stilinski kid with ADHD that would never shut up. People were talking about him and were saying good things too. Stiles had suddenly became incredibly thankful for super hearing.
Stiles jumped a little when the bell rang, signalling the end of class. Stiles glared at Scott when he started laughing again. "Shut up, shut up, just shut up." He growled at his best friend as they left the classroom.
"I'm sorry! I can't help it!" Scott said, still laughing with a grin on his face.
"Seriously? It wasn't even that funny and it was four hours ago!"
"Are you kidding? It was hysterical! What's with you, though? You jump every time the bell goes off. You were doing it yesterday too. Of course, it wasn't as bad as this morning." Scott smirked as he said the last part.
Stiles glared at him. "You better stop it or else I'll smack that grin right off your face." He warned.
"Oh come on, I'm just messing around!" Scott defended himself. "I mean, you stumble around all the time but it's not often you do something that clumsy! Can you really blame me for laughing?"
The vampire huffed in annoyance and only grumbled in response, a scowl pulling at his lips.
Scott's grin widened in response. "See? I'm allowed to laugh."
Stiles was just about to bite back a remark when a freshmen girl walked up to them. Her eyes were darting around the hall, looking anywhere but at the two boys. Her cheeks were flushed and kept playing with her orange hair. Stiles could smell the nervousness on her and her heart was beating a mile a minute, causing the scent of her blood to be stronger. Stiles bit his lip, trying to keep his fangs at bay. She had AB+ blood. Shit.
"Can we help you?" Scott asked, a bit unsure. It wasn't very often that a freshman girl walked up to them.
"I um, I uh- Can I talk to Stiles in private?" She fumbled out, her entire face going cherry red.
Both boys' eyes went wide. They looked at each other and then looked back at the girl. Scott's gaze almost immediately went back to Stiles, silently waiting for the teen to answer her.
"Uh, sure." Stiles said, gesturing for the girl to follow him. He turned to Scott. "I'll see you during class."
"I want details." Scott whispered in Stiles's ear before taking off, probably to go find Kira.
Stiles went to a more deserted area of the school, the girl hot on his heels. Maybe he should have said no. Her scent was really getting to him. She seemed like a sweet girl, though she looked pretty young even for a freshman.
"Sooo, what was it that you wanted to talk about?" Stiles asked awkwardly. Guess the whole smooth talk thing only worked when he went all vampire on someone. He could tell she was fighting to calm herself, anxiety poured off of her in waves.
"Um well I, Um. Oh fuck, I sound like I'm twelve!" She suddenly cursed. Stiles's eyes widened in surprise. Okay, he wasn't expecting that. The girl huffed, her cheeks red but with anger this time. "Sorry," She breathed out " I don't even know why I'm so nervous."
"No, it's fine." Stiles said.
The girl took in a deep long breath and then began rambling. "Okay, so my friend likes you, like, a lot. She said she started liking you since practically the first day of school and she wanted to confess to you but she's really really shy so she asked me to come and do it so well," She paused for a moment as if thinking about what she was going to say next. "Well, My friend Tiana Bree really likes you and wants to know if you'll go out with her." She said.
Stiles stared at her wide, shocked eyes, frozen in place.
Was he in an alternate universe? Did she seriously ask him if he would go out with her friend? Was this a prank? No, she looked serious, like really serious! Holy shit, he just got asked out. Wait, didn't he kind of have a thing going on with Malia even though they hadn't talked too much since Eichen House? Or what about Lydia? Didn't he still kinda have a crush on her? Should he even date a freshman? He was a junior now! He hasn't even met her.
The hairs on the back of his neck suddenly stood on end. Someone was watching him. For a moment, he thought it was Roman, but his aura was more powerful than the one he felt. WAY more powerful. He whipped his head around, catching sight of a girl watching them from around the corner. Stiles raised a suspicious eyebrow at her and turned back to the girl in front of him. He jabbed his thumb behind him, gesturing to the girl. "Is that Tiana?" He asked.
The orange haired girl nodded. "So, will you go out with her?" She asked.
Stiles sighed, already starting to feel guilty for what he was about to do. He turned around and walked up Tiana. She was about Lydia's height but just a little shorter and her hair was a brown-ish blonde. Her green eyes went incredibly wide when Stiles stood in front of her. He smiled at her, trying to be as nice as possible.
"Hi, Tiana." He said.
"Hi." She squeaked, her cheeks scarlet.
Her friend ran up to them. "So is that a yes?" She asked.
Stiles rubbed the back of his neck. "Look, you're a really pretty girl and you look nice but I don't know you. I don't know if it's such a good idea to start dating someone you only just met." Stiles said, guilt pulled at his artificially beating heart as Tiana's face fell. "I'm really sorry."
"Oh, okay." Tiana's voice shook.
"Hey, Tiana, don't give up!" Her friend yelled.
"But, Kaley, he said-"
Kaley cut her off. "I know what he said. He said he couldn't date you because you two don't know each other!"
"Yeah?" Tiana questioned with a raised eyebrow, confused as to where her friend was going.
"So get to know him!" She all but yelled.
Stiles watched the two banter. Shit, how was he supposed to get out of this? He needed to get to class and he really thought it was a bad idea making friends with the freshman girls. He ran with werewolves and he just recently got turned into a vampire, he didn't need to be hanging out with a freshman girl who had a crush on him and her friend whose blood just so happened to be Stiles's favorite.
"Stiles!" The teen perked up when he heard Lydia, who was walking up to them.
"Hey, Lydia. Need something?" Stiles asked, turning his full attention to the banshee. He couldn't help but notice the glares the freshman girls were sending her, especially Tiana. Kaley just looked incredibly intimidated.
Lydia looked at them with confusion but turned her attention back to Stiles. "Yea, I need your help with something." She said.
"But class is fixing to start." Stiles said simply.
"Oh for the love of- come on!" Lydia grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him away from the two girls.
"Lydia, what the hell?" Stiles yelled as the girl dragged him away.
She stopped once they were out of hearing distance from the two freshman. "Don't complain, I just saved you back there. You should be thankful. Now go to class, Scott's looking for you."
Stiles did what he was told after he gave Lydia the biggest hug in thanks and ran to class. Sure enough, Scott was waiting at the door. Kira was standing next to him, looking as anxious as Scott. He walked up to them, wondering what Scott wanted. "What?" He asked.
"What happened with that girl?" Scott asked.
"She asked me out for a friend." Stiles said.
Scott's eyebrows shot up, going way higher than should have been humanly possible. Then again, he was a werewolf. "Are you serious?" Scott asked in astonishment.
"Yes."
"What did you say?"
"I said no, obviously." Stiles said simply. "I don't it's a good idea to date a random freshman I just met." The bell rang, cutting off their conversation. Stiles flinched a little, still not used to the painful sound. A smile pulled at Scott's lips when he saw Stiles's reaction. "Shut it." Stiles hissed as they walked into the classroom.
They sat down. Scott was behind him while Kira sat to down to his left. Scott leaned forward in his seat. "So how'd you get away? Did you break her heart and run?" He asked curiously.
"No. Lydia swooped in and saved the day. I owe her big time!" Stiles answered.
"So, Stiles." Kira suddenly cut in. "Did you seriously take out a trashcan this morning?" She asked, a huge grin pulling at her lips.
Dammit, Scott. He put her up to this! "OH MY GOD!" Stiles all but screamed. Kira and Scott began laughing hysterically, catching the attention of the entire class. Stiles fumed in his seat, refusing to say more on the subject. Stupid Scott and that stupid trashcan and that stupid bell and SCREW Scott for putting Kira up to asking him about it! Honestly, it wasn't even that funny!
It was so embarrassing. He was a freaking vampire now and he still found a way to make an absolute fool of himself. Life, well, after life? Un-life, whatever is was called, was unfair. Human or vampire, he'd always end up finding a way to make a fool of himself. No amount of vampire powers was going to fix that.
He growled at his best friend who was still laughing. Stiles glared, his hands crossed over his chest. "Shut up and die." He hissed at the alpha, who just laughed even harder. Screw him, Stiles thought. He got asked out today.
Wow, this one got longer than I originally planned. Whatever, I'm not complaining. So not too much on the vampire stuff in this chapter. It's more just Stiles starting to learn to cope with his new abilities, everyone reacting to his new look and overall aura with some humor thrown in there. Also some Stiles/Scott bonding. Sorta. More Scott laughing at Stiles's expense but all in good fun.
Yeah, I couldn't just suddenly make Stiles this elegant, graceful badass that get's all the ladies, it isn't him. He's still Stiles so yeah, he's still tripping over his own feet. He's officially enemies with the school bell, though.
I threw in a little OC, just minor characters you'll probably never see again. I also threw in Stiles contemplating his relationships between Lydia and Malia. Which own should he go to? Hmmmm.
Let's look at the poll so far.
Sterek(bro): 6
Stydia: 9
Stalia: 8
OMC: 5
Scria: 1
Sciles(bro): 1
It's pretty close so far. I'm going to have the voting open for maybe another chapter before I decide to close it so vote before it's too late!
Once again, thank you SO MUCH for all the reviews, You guys are incredible. I'm glad you guys are enjoying my fic so much, it's not often you see a Teen Wolf fanfic about vampires. You'd think you would. I know a lot of you already brought this up. I've found a few, but not many. Anyways, I think I'm done here. Thanks you guys so much and please tell what you thought.
