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Emma's POV

After Scott rudely interrupted Stiles and I, I was not in the mood to help him with anything. We got to Scott's house and he was waiting outside. He ran over to us and quickly climbed in to the back.

"Why were you two together?" Scott asked, raising his eyebrows. I looked over at Stiles and sent him a look.

"Uh, we were working on um…homework? Yeah, homework," Stiles lied.

"Mhm. I'll pretend that I believe that. I'll also pretend that you don't smell like sex," Scott said.

I snorted into my hand and tried not to laugh. Stiles was looking at me, "You knew I smelt like sex and you still let me lie to him?!"

"Sorry Stilinski, but I honestly thought it was me," I replied giggling.

"Oh, it's both of you," Scott said. I turned bright red and now it was Stiles' turn to laugh at me.

"Not so funny now, I see," he said in between laughs.

"Scott, why did you need our help?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Well I talked to Derek - ," he started.

"You what?!" Stiles interrupted.

"I talked to Derek. Anyway he said that the best way for me to remember if I really killed someone on the bus is to go back there. So that's what we are going to do," Scott said simply.

"We are going to the school?" I asked.

"Whatever," Stiles grunted as he headed towards the school. I looked over at him and I was kind of confused about why he was so snippy about this. Then I looked at his lap and saw why. I tried not to laugh but I must have smiled or made a face because he looked at me like I was crazy. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked, blushing.

"Um," should I tell him? Probably not with Scott in earshot, "I'll tell you later."

Stiles understood and nodded. We pulled into the school and we all got out of the car.

"So what's the plan?" I asked Scott.

"You and I are going to climb over the fence and go to the bus. Derek said if I go in there, then I will remember," Scott explained.

"And what do I do?" Stiles asked.

"You will keep watch, honk if someone is coming," Scott said.

"Why does it feel like I am always the Robin to your Batman?" Stiles whined.

"No one is Batman and no one is Robin," Scott said.

"Can we just get this over with guys?" I asked, annoyed.

The both looked at me. Scott grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the fence. He began to climb. I, being more used to the werewolf genes, climb to the top in one fluid motion. I sat at the top and then jumped down gracefully. Scott was still climbing back down. I listened to see if I heard anyone coming and I heard someone mumbling. That someone was Stiles.

"Why does she have to be so freaking hot? Damn it, this is hard," he mumbled.

I laughed into my hand. I'm hot? Well I will have to bring that up later. Scott had finally climbed down and was standing next to me. We headed over to the bus.

"So what exactly do you need to do in order to remember?" I asked.

"I have to shift and focus," he whispered.

I nodded and followed him.

"Can you stay out here? I don't want to hurt you," Scott said.

"Scott I can heal if you hurt me," I said.

"I don't care. I don't want to chance it."

I nodded and stood at the front of the bus. After about five minutes, there was a honking on a horn. Scott came running out of the bus and over to me. We both climbed the fence like before and ran over to the Jeep. I got in the back and Scott got in the front. We raced out of the parking lot.

"So what happened?" I asked.

"I was there and so was the alpha," Scott said.

"Do you think he wanted you to kill together or something? Like a bonding experience?" Stiles asked.

"That's not really a thing," I said, "Alphas want to kill on their own. It's kind of like a 'I'm the best so I hunt the best' thing. I've never heard of werewolf initiation."

"I actually think I was trying to help him," Scott said.

"The alpha?" Stiles shrieked.

"No. The bus driver," Scott said.

I nodded. We drove the rest of the way to Scott's house in silence. We finally pulled into his driveway and Scott got out of the car. I moved to the front as he got out.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow," Scott said.

We both nodded. "Goodnight Scott," I said.

"Later dude," Stiles said.

Scott walked inside. I turned to Stiles who was looking at me expectantly, "Can I help you?" I asked.

"It's later. You said you would tell me later," Stiles said.

I laughed. I motioned for him to pull out of the driveway. He did and I began to explain why I was looking at him earlier, "I just didn't realize that our make-out session had gotten you all that hot and bothered," I said nodding towards his crotch.

"Oh god! You saw that?" he asked turning bright red.

I nodded, "I also heard you mumbling about how hot I was after I climbed over the fence."

"Well I won't deny that. It was pretty fucking hot. I might have checked out your ass while you were climbing," he said scratching the back of his neck.

"I might have liked it," I said blushing. We pulled into my driveway. I moved to get out of the car and he grabbed my wrist turning me around.

"That's it? You're just going to get out of the car and not help me with this problem?" he asked gesturing towards his crotch and the tent in his jeans.

"Sorry Stilinski, that's your problem. Not mine," I said.

"You suck you know that?" he said.

"Well I was going to ask if you wanted to come in and pick up where we left off but apparently you don't want to so goodnight," I said really getting out of the car this time. I was walking up the sidewalk when I heard the Jeep door slam closed. I smirked to myself and turned around, "Did you think the invitation was still open?" I asked him.

"It better be," he said.

I grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs. I closed my bedroom door. I know that I don't want to have sex yet but at the same time I just want to be as close to him as possible. He was sitting on the edge of my bed. I walked over and straddled his lap. I began kissing him like my life depended on it. I pulled on the hem of his shirt and he pulled back to take it off. I looked at him with his shirt off. He looked so good. You never could see his muscle definition with his baggy shirts on but it was definitely there. He leaned back in to kiss me. I felt him on the inside of my thigh. I began to grind my hips on his. He moaned into my mouth and grabbed my waist tighter. He grabbed the hem of my shirt. He got it off this time. I leaned back in to kiss him but he was staring in awe at me without my shirt on. I realized that this is probably the first time he has ever seen boobs in real life. I grabbed his hands and place them on my breasts. He looked up at me with a look of shock on his face. I knew what he was asking. I nodded and he leaned down to kiss my neck and my collar bone. When he got to the right side of my neck, I moaned his name and he continued to suck on that spot. His hands were still on my chest. I moved his face up and kissed him. I then began to kiss down his neck. I was sucking right behind his ear when I heard the front door open.

We both pulled apart and I climbed off of him. I quickly grabbed my shirt and put my scarf back on to cover any possible new marks. I looked at Stiles and he had a hickey right next to his Adam's apple. There was nothing we could do at the time. I threw his shirt at him and turned on the TV. He moved to the floor and sat in front of my bed and I laid on it above him. I realized that I had locked the door and quickly got up to unlock it. My mom was in the hallway. I could hear her.

She knocked on the door, "Come in!" I shouted.

"Hi honey. Hello Stiles. You do realize what time it is right?" she asked looking at me.

"No," I said.

"It's almost 10:30. Stiles I'm sorry but Emma can't have people over after 10:30 on school nights."

"It's totally cool. I should get going anyway," Stiles said standing up, "Um, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah. See you tomorrow Stilinski," I said.

"Goodnight Emma, Mrs. Baker," he said and then headed downstairs. I heard the door close a minute later.

"Emma, what are you doing with this boy?" my mom asked shaking her head.

"We are just friends mom," I said not meeting her eyes.

"Honey, I don't believe that for a second."

"Okay, we might be more than friends but we aren't dating."

"Just promise me that you will be careful."

"Mom! Seriously? This again? You already put me on birth control when Seth and I started dating. You already told me everything."

"I just don't want you to get hurt okay? And the pill is not the only type of protection you need."

"Got it, mom. Can I go to bed now?"

"Sure sweetie. Goodnight. I love you."

"Goodnight mom. I love you too."

I decided to take a shower. As I climbed into the hot water, I let everything that had happened out of my system. I don't know what Stiles wants but I don't think I can just make out with him. Eventually, I'm gonna need more. I got out of the shower and got dressed for bed. I lied underneath the covers and reached over to my night stand to plug my phone in. I saw that I had a text from Stiles.

To: Emma
From: Stiles
So does your mom hate me now?

I laughed really hard at his question.

To: Stiles
From: Emma
No but she told me to use protection. ;)

He responded almost immediately.

To: Emma
From: Stiles
Well that's not embarrassing at all…

To: Stiles
From: Emma
Hey! It could come in handy.

To: Emma
From: Stiles
Eventually. ;)

To: Stiles
From: Emma
Yes. Goodnight Stiles. Sweet dreams.

To: Emma
From: Stiles
Sweet dreams will definitely be had. Goodnight Emma.

I put my phone down and went to bed with a smile on my face.

Stiles POV

I woke up the next day and groaned. Then I remembered that today was the day of the group date, which meant I got to hang out with Emma tonight. I smiled as remembered what happened yesterday. God, she is so hot. How is it that she wants to be with me? Well technically we aren't together and she isn't with me but it still is a great set up. I can get experience before I get a real girlfriend, like Lydia.

I reluctantly got out of bed and got ready for the day. I went downstairs to find that my dad was still sleeping. I got ready to leave. I got in the Jeep and headed towards Scott's house. I pulled into the driveway and he was already standing outside.

"Hey Scotty. What's happenin'?" I asked.

"Well you're chipper. What for?" he asked, confused.

"Just pretty happy with life right now, ya know?" I said smiling.

"Did you have sex with Emma or something?"

"Not yet. I think it will happen really soon though. Just making out with her is supper hot so I imagine that sex with her is going to be the best thing in the world."

"Ew. Gross dude! I don't want to hear about your friends with benefits relationship with Emma. Especially since I don't think it is going to end well."

"Don't be so negative. All this is for me, is practice. I get to practice all the physical stuff so I don't look like an idiot with my first girlfriend."

"So you have no feelings for Emma?"

"I mean she is hot and smart but…" I trailed off.

"But she is a hybrid," he finished.

I nodded, "Plus I need to be ready for when Lydia and Jackson break up."

"Wow. That is the creepiest thing ever."

"Not really I just want to be prepared for my first relationship."

"That you assume is going to be with Lydia?"

"I don't assume, I hope."

Scott just shook his head and looked out the window. I knew we were done with the conversation so I didn't say anything else. We pulled into the parking lot and we both got out of the cab. Scott ran off to look for Allison and I started walking towards the building. I saw some familiar curls in front of me. I watched Emma walk for a while. She was wearing a short, black, lace dress, maroon tights, combat boots, and a maroon leather jacket. She looked like a hot bad ass. I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Jesus, Stiles! You scared me," she said as she hit me in the shoulder.

"I thought you would hear me coming," I said.

"I'm too distracted," she said, running a hand through her hair.

"What are you distracted about?"

"Nothing," she said looking away.

"Did something happen?" I asked, kind of worried that I did something. We had reached her locker by now. She stopped to open it and put her stuff away.

"If you're asking if you did anything; no, you didn't," she said taking off her jacket. I saw now that her dress was see through over hear shoulders and showed a lot of cleavage. And I mean a lot. Like I had to avert my eyes because I felt like a creeper.

"I meant, like did uh something uh happen this morning or uh something?" I asked awkwardly.

She turned to face me and saw that I was trying not to look at her cleavage. "No uh nothing uh happened uh this morning," she said sarcastically.

"Ha ha ha. Very funny. Mocking me and all."

"Well I'm so sorry that I distracted you. Do you like what you see or something?" she said taking a step towards me. She put her hand on my chest, "Are you having troubles focusing, Stiles?" She trailed her fingertips down my chest.

"Stop," I breathed, "Not here. There are too many people."

"Stiles, everyone went to class," she turned her head to indicate that the hallway was indeed empty. We were all alone. I swallowed and leaned in to crash my lips on hers but was interrupted.

"Stilinski! Baker! Get to class!" Coach Finstock yelled.

"Yes Coach!" Emma yelled back. She smirked, grabbed her bag, turned, and began to walk to class. "You coming?" she asked over her shoulder.

I grabbed my bag and followed her to English. This girl was going to be the death of me.