Just seconds before the beginning of the show...
Seconds Before
This year was going to be different, it had to be. Scott looked at himself in the mirror after his shower trying to tell if he'd changed much, enough, over the summer. Something had to give. He needed more in life and getting on first line in lacrosse was a start. He was going to change everything this year, starting with tryouts. That's right, he can do this.
Looking up at the moon through his window as he walked through his room Scott smiled. "Please," he stared at the moon, unsure who he was talking to exactly (he'd never been the religious type and he didn't plan to start now but he felt the need to say this for some reason). "Please, let this year be different, let me be different. Please." He smiled at the moon, like that would make a difference, before sitting down to prepare his lacrosse stick, tying the net thinking about all the possibilities this year could bring. Maybe he could even get a girlfriend…
Across town Stiles sat at his computer desk, the first day of school tomorrow being the last thing on his mind. He was still researching drowning (because of Scott's little incident not that long ago), even finding the blog of someone who had drowned, died for two minutes, and come back to tell the horrible tale of what it's like to drown, when he heard the phone go off.
When Stiles heard his dad using his "professional" voice, he went to listen in, a habit he had picked up when he was younger and didn't plan on stopping anytime soon (not only did he listen in for the interesting stuff but know what his dad was getting himself into, that he was safe; it was also why he had a police scanner of his own now). He heard what he needed—dead body, no, half of a dead body in the woods. What was it Scott was saying the other day about nothing ever happening in Beacon Hills?
So, as soon as the sheriff left with a rushed goodbye, Stiles was in the jeep on his way to Scott's house. As he pulled up a funny idea popped into his head and he giggled preparing himself to hang upside-down on the porch. "Oh Scotty boy, I promise never a dull moment again." He whispered to himself and the listening woods nearby.
/So I know this is super-duper short but I wanted to post something and let you guys know some stuff. I might not be posting for a while. A close family friend, a man who babysat and help raise me, passed away recently and I'm having a hard time getting out of this funk and writing because of it. I promise to never abandon my stories, it just might be awhile before I can get my head back into it and I'm sorry for that. Also, this is the start of the missing scenes. I'd really like to go in order (because I'm anal like that) so please, pretty please, send me any requests for season 1 (if you could start with requests for episode 1 and so on then request for scenes in later episodes as I go along). So either message me or put in a review an idea for a missing scene in S1E1 for the next chapter (or next few chapters depending on how many people want a scene). I'm not opposed to doing some scenes with other characters but this story was started as a Scott and Stiles centric story and about their friendship and that's where I'd like to keep it mainly (for those who asked). Sorry this little note was so long. I hope you guys have a better year than me :) Thank you for reading, please review, and have a wonderful day!