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"And what have you learnt from this Miss Hale?" Harris asked, packing up his belongings into a black briefcase and Kayla sighed tiredly - he had been drilling this into her head for the past hour, holy crap.
"To respect your elders" She replied in a monotone voice, adjusting her blue messenger bag on her shoulder.
"And?"
"And to never show up late to class again" She repeated for the millionth time, repressing an eye roll as her eyes flickered to the door. She knew Scott was outside waiting for her, most likely listening in to their conversation and laughing his ass off. In fact, if she strained her ears she could hear him chuckling to himself. She was no werewolf but she did have heightened senses that other humans did not.
"And?"
Okay, he was seriously just taking the piss now.
"And... to never doodle smiley faces on my chemistry homework" She tried to say with a straight face but couldn't help the smirk that graced her lips. Honestly, it was a harmless result of boredom but she admitted that 100+ smiley faces next to dangerous chemical reactions was a bit too excessive.
"Good - you abide by those rules then we shouldn't have a problem. You can be excused" He said in a tight voice and Kayla saluted him as she turned around, striding to the door, her whole body itching to get away from that damn chemistry classroom.
"Oh and, Miss Hale?" Harris' voice pierced through whatever excitement had bubbled up in her chest making her sigh as she turned around to face him, wondering what he wanted now. Detention was over. "You have it in you to do good in this subject, as long as you don't follow McCall's' and Stilinski's example" He said with a neutral look and Kayla had no idea what to say. Honestly? She sucked at Chemistry and there was no changing that fact. So she just nodded and slipped out of the classroom before he could haul her back in and make her write lines or something.
"Okay that... was the worst hour of my life" Kayla groaned and Scott nodded, walking along beside her.
"At least it was only an hour - Harris has been known to keep students in past dinner" Scott said, an innocent look plastered on his face. Kayla shivered - she would've left long before dinner time if it came to that.
"So.. smiley faces huh? That's a new one" Scott said, opening the door for the two of them that led out onto the school's front steps.
"What can I say? I'm original" She grinned, looking over at Scott, assessing him.
"So, things have been going good with you and Allison huh?"
"Totally" Scott exclaimed, that dreamy smile plastered on his face, "I mean, we haven't spoken about that whole 'incident' at her house the other day but... she still wants to go out with me - it's just...mind-blowing" He rambled, staring off into space.
"Well, by any means, I'm happy for the two of you" She smiled as they reached the bike rake where Scott's bike was positioned.
"Thanks" He grinned back, just standing by his bike, holding his helmet and looking towards the shining sun, his mind obviously somewhere else. And it was obvious what that something was. Allison.
"Uh... Scott?... Scotty? Don't you have to go to the animal clinic?" She asked with a knowing smirk as she looked at him, amused. Scott took a few seconds to snap out of his trance and a comical look spread across his face.
"Oh my god" He exclaimed, slamming the helmet on his head and throwing his leg over the bike, adorable brown eyes wide with panic.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'" Kayla grinned, shouting out a quick 'see ya' as she made her way to her car, twirling the keys round her finger, humming to herself. Just as she was about to unlock the driver's side of the door, she heard a growl from the distance, making her head snap up. Her eyes scanned the parking lot and the trees, hoping to pick up on something but, whatever it was, remained unseen. Her heart thudded quickly before she cussed herself. Why the hell was she acting so scared? She shook her head - it was nothing, just her over active imagination.
She climbed into her car, putting the keys in the ignition but stopping as a dark shape passed the back of her car quickly. She flipped around in her seat, eyes flitting from side to side. It was the Alpha - she just knew it. It was messing with her, taunting her as if to say 'There's nothing you and your friends can do to stop me'.
Kayla took a deep breath, closing her eyes briefly. It was just taunting her - it wasn't going to kill her because, let's face it, that would be a sloppy move. It wanted Scott in it's pack so why would it harm his friends. With that reassuring thought in mind she reversed from the school parking lot, quicker than was necessary, and sped home, the whole time staring out the rear view mirror.
"Okay this chemistry project is seriously kicking my ass" Kayla sighed, running a tired hand down her face and trying not to fall asleep right where she was on the Stilinski couch. It was Saturday and she had officially been in Beacon Hills for a week. Well... six days and seventeen hours but who was counting. Friday went normal. She met up with her friends. She went to classes. She also managed not to punch Mr Harris in the face so it all went good.
"You're telling me - I bet Mr Harris deliberately sets these impossible tasks just to torture us" Stiles grumbled, looking ready to throw his notebook across the room and start banging his head against the nearest hardest object.
"We can do it... I mean... he can't be that evil right?" Scott asked timidly and both Kayla and Stiles swivelled their heads around to glare at him in disbelief.
"He moved us a part Scott - that in itself makes him the devil" Stiles exclaimed and Kayla nodded and added, "And he gave me a week's worth of detentions... he's one very bitter man"
Scott sighed and nodded, "God he's so evil" He said angrily, head falling forwards in defeat and Kayla patted his shoulder in acknowledgement.
"Okay, we'll just take a break, re-charge our batteries and then the answers will just come to us - that sound like a plan?" She propositioned, looking between the two boys on either side of her. They both nodded, shoving the chemistry books as far away from them as possible like it was some contagious disease.
And that was how Sheriff Stilinski found the three of them when he returned home from work. His son was leaning off the arm of the couch, head tilting backwards, body bent at awkward positions that the older Stilinski couldn't ever dream of doing at his age. His son's best friend was sitting more normally at least, head tilting forward as if he'd never meant to fall asleep in the first place. And then there was the new kid. Kayla Hale. At first he was a bit suspicious of her - mainly due to her last name. But he dismissed that thought when he had thought of it - people couldn't chose their family. But his son seemed to like her and, whatever sense he could make from Stiles' words, she seemed genuinely nice and accepting - especially by befriending his son and Scott. It was no secret they were the oddballs. Her legs were casually thrown over Stiles ones, her back pressing against Scott's shoulder as she slept, head resting on the back of the couch.
So Sheriff Stilinski did what most people would do upon seeing that scene. He chuckled to himself, smiled and shook his head in amusement before walking quietly through the house to fix himself some dinner, leaving the three friends fast asleep.
Kayla peeled her eyes open, yawning widely as she did so. Darn, she hadn't meant to sleep but chemistry must've kicked her ass more than she thought. She rubbed her neck as she sat up, trying to get rid of the kink. Scott and Stiles were both still sleeping, small snores escaping their mouths. She smiled fondly - honestly, boys. At first she wasn't too sure of them but after the first day there was something, something so unique, about the two of them that she immediately clicked with them. Even at her old school she got on better with the male population than the females, only having a few close girl friends who she could really relate too.
The girls at her old school only blabbered on about dresses, make up, the latest fashion, boys, high school dances and that just bored her. So, she opted for climbing tree's, running track, playing video games and learning about how to fix cars instead. She much preferred that. Even though Lydia was a real girly-girl she had a much deeper personality than most people saw and Allison could kick some serious ass. So yeah, she got on with them too.
As gently as she could she raised her legs off of Stiles', not even sure how they ended up there, and swung them off the couch, leaning forward so her weight wasn't on Scott anymore. Stiles mumbled something under his breath and twisted his body around just as she was just about to get up, one foot kicking her in the shin as it slipped off the couch and the other falling over her legs, making her plonk back down on the couch.
"Ow Stiles" She cussed under her breath, sure there would be a bruise there tomorrow.
"Yeah, he always was a restless sleeper" An amused voice jolted Kayla from her thoughts as she stared up at, whom she presumed, was Stile's father - the sheriff. Instead of his normal attire he was dressed in a casual pair of sweat pants and plain grey t-shirt, holding a mug of coffee in his hands. He looked like Stiles and had a kind and open face.
"Uh, hey sheriff" She whispered loudly, giving a small wave, "I would shake your hand but it seems I'm being held prisoner" She smirked and the Sheriff grinned lopsidedly, leaning against the door frame.
"It's nice to meet you Kayla" He said politely, "I've heard a lot about you from Stiles"
"All good things I hope" she teased, tapping her fingers against Stiles' shin to keep herself from boredom, especially considering the fact she couldn't even move her own body in case she accidentally woke Stiles up.
"He definitely paints you in a positive light" The sheriff agreed, a small smile spreading across his face when he glanced at his son, "Can I get you anything? Coffee? Water? Seeming how my son is being a rather rude host"
Kayla laughed lightly - yeah, she definitely liked Stiles' father, he seemed down to earth.
"No thanks, I'm fine... I really should be getting off actually" She said, about to get up but frowning at Stiles' leg. This was going to be a tricky procedure.
"Just shove him off you, Stiles wouldn't wake up if a bomb hit the house" The Sheriff said with an amused gleam in his eye. Kayla nodded, taking a deep breath and pushing his leg off her. The Sheriff was right - he didn't wake. He just sighed heavily and flung his arm out, making Kayla duck to avoid it whacking her in the face.
"He's not normally that violent" The sheriff smirked, taking a gulp from his coffee, looking tired. Kayla guessed the job must take it out of him.
"Nah... it's fine" She shrugged, laughing, "I've kinda gotten used to his eccentric behaviour over the last few days" She added, shoving her chemistry books into her bag, "Actually, could I use your restroom before I go?"
"Of course, just up the stairs and to the left" The sheriff pointed and Kayla excused herself, smiling as she did so.
"Scott, Stiles... time to get up" The sheriff said just after she left but the two boys just slept on unaware he was even talking to him, "Boys" He added, much louder making them jump up and Stiles to kick Scott in the ribs, the latter letting out a wince.
"Dude... Ow" Scott said and Stiles looked around wildly before focusing back on Scott and shrugging. The sheriff shook his head, again, he did that a lot around the two boys, and left them to their own devices.
"Urghhhh we missed dinner" Stiles groaned dramatically, looking at the clock that read 9.48 pm. Scott just gaped at his friend. The first thing he thought about when he woke up was food? Surprisingly, he wasn't actually surprised - this was Stiles.
"I guess so" Scott replied, checking his phone to see a missed call from Allison, about to fret to Kayla about how much of a bad boyfriend this made him look but stopped and stared blankly at the empty place on the seat.
"Uh... I could've sworn Kayla was here" Scott said, confusion seeping from his voice as he stared around the room blankly before patting the couch, like he was making sure she hadn't slipped through the cracks.
"Well... I'm pretty sure she isn't hiding there" Stiles piped up sarcastically, "And anyway... her stuff is gone - she must've left when we were sleeping" Stiles added offhandedly, leaning back against the couch and then a few seconds later jumping back up as though he had been burned.
"Oh my god she must've left when we were sleeping" He said quickly, panic in his voice and Scott just raised his eyebrows, trying to keep up with his best friends' train of thought, "I fidget in my sleep, I mumble incoherent things, I drool, oh my god do you think she saw that? It's such an un-attractive image" He rambled, eyes wide as Scott looked on amused.
"Since when do you care about how you look in front of anyone but Lydia?" Scott smirked and that made Stiles completely stop everything he was doing. That was actually a good question. And the answer stumped him.
"U-Uh... I... I don't actually know" Stiles stuttered and then snapped his fingers in Scott's face, trying to grab his attention, "But I had this dream okay?" He said quickly, standing up and pacing the length of the living room, back to the hallway making Scott swivel around to stare up at his best friend.
"It started out like most of them - Lydia and I making out" And Scott frowned. Seriously? He wanted to talk about his sex dreams?
"Stiles, what did I say about not wanting to kn-"
"Yeah, yeah I know but this is different - hear me out" Stiles said, bouncing on the balls of his feet, arms continuingly flailing around wildly and Scott nodded, rather reluctantly. He really hoped he wouldn't be disturbed by the end of this one sided conversation.
"Okay so - Lydia and I - making out, everything was fine and then suddenly I'm in the middle of the woods and Kayla is there" And Scott had a good idea of where this was going - thanks god she wasn't here to hear Stiles' absurd dream.
"And I was like 'Whoa what're you doing here?' cause we were just... there, alone... yeah?" Stiles was pacing and Scott nodded, eyes drifting past Stiles to see Kayla come around the corner, raising her eyebrows.
"Stiles, wait, stop-" Scott urged, shaking his head but Stiles wasn't paying attention to him, his pace quickening.
"And suddenly she's like... making out with me, full on making out, not just a kiss but tongues and everything and-" Stiles was rambling, running a hand over his head, plaid shirt ruffled with sleep. Scott's mouth was gaping open as he stared at Kayla who was just standing there, as still as a statue, her face neutral as she stared at Stiles.
"Dude, shut up for a min-"
"And then, like... she's doing these things that I couldn't even dream of... which is weird considering I was dreaming, wait - I was dreaming right?" Stiles demanded, facing Scott with a wide eyed stare, "Because oh my god if that happened-"
"Stiles" Scott barked, standing up to grab his friend's attention, eyes flickering between him and Kayla. Stiles stopped his rambling and looked at Scott questioningly before, gulping noisily, and turning around slowly with a dreaded look plastered on his face.
"K-K-K-Kayla" Stiles stuttered, breathing so heavily Scott didn't have to have werewolf hearing to hear, "What-What're doing h-here? I thought you left" He added meekly and Scott cringed at his friend. If he was in that position he would just hope the ground would swallow him whole.
"I had to use the bathroom" She replied, adjusting her shoulder bag and, instead of looking mortified or embarrassed she just seemed amused, "Uh... for your sake let's just pretend I didn't hear that" She said, smirking and Stiles nodded jittery, his foot tapping nervously on the floor though looking like he wished he could just disappear.
"Although" She added, stopping as she made her way to the door and turning around to face them, "If I was as good as you made me out to be you'll have to give me some tips" She said playfully, looking like she was holding in her laughter as she continued to walk to the door, "I'll see ya guys Monday" And just like that she was gone and Scott looked at Stiles pitifully.
"Dude" Stiles exclaimed, smacking Scott upside the head, "You could've told me she was there" He said, trying to sound angry but sounding more mortified and embarrassed than anything else, "Oh my god, I just totally explained my sexual fantasies to her, holy crap... I can't breathe" Stiles said, leaning forward and placing his hands on his knees.
"It's not so bad... at least she didn't get a restraining order from your dad" Scott chuckled, just glad Kayla took it lightly.
Stiles glared up at him, "Hey - it's me that has the funny one liners" And Scott just shrugged.
"All I'm saying is... she's cool with it, don't fret over it" Scott advised, throwing his chemistry books into his backpack - he needed to get back too before his mom started calling in worry.
"Seriously, Scott? That's your advice? 'Don't fret over it?' Did you even hear what I was talking about?" Stiles exclaimed and Scott hid a smile.
"Stiles... I know we haven't known her long but do you really think Kayla is the type of person to go around telling everyone?" Scott asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Well... no, but-" He admitted but Scott cut him off.
"Exactly - so chill, play 'Halo' or something and I'll text you tomorrow" Scott smiled, taking off and Stiles just watched him leave, mouth gaping open. 'Chill?' Scott wanted him to 'chill'? After that? Stiles didn't think he'd be able to 'chill' ever again.
I have so much fun with this story! ha! It's humorous but will get more dramatic as the story develops! so, please, please, please leave your thoughts below - I would so appreciate it and I will update quicker if I get enough reviews! anyone, thanks fro reading! :) x
