Notes:
Here's the next chapter. I realized that the previous chapter was really short but then again, it couldn't be part of this chapter so I had to cut it.
Oops ;)
Anyway please enjoy this chapter. I really liked it.
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Stiles POV:
"Hey, you wanna go get lunch?" I asked my friend from French class.
I had a free period, and I know she has one because she told me earlier in the day that her second class was canceled. I was just gonna eat lunch by myself, but I wouldn't mind having some company.
"Uh... sure, why not?"
Our French class is pretty close to the lunchroom, but halfway on the walk there, we both decided to just go outside of campus and eat lunch. Even though there were pretty good options in the cafeteria, there's this delicious café two blocks away from the college, and it has really good hamburgers.
Now initially, I didn't really care for meat too much, but since becoming a werewolf, eating meat has become something of a new obsession. Also, they make curly fries that are the bomb, so what's not to love?
Once we were seated, I noticed Peter. Obviously, he wasn't working. It's not late enough for the bar to open. But Apparently, he had the same idea as us to come to get some lunch. I waved him over because it's too late. I already noticed him. I can't just ignore him now, and he's in the room with me.
"Hey, Peter!" I waved.
He promptly picked up his food and walked over to the table that we were sitting at.
"Stiles. Stiles' friend." And he just made everything awkward.
I guess I didn't really think what I was going to talk about pulling him over anyway.
"Right time for introductions, Hayley, this is Peter, and Peter, this is Hayley. Peter lives with me. We went on a road trip together, and now we're here, for school obviously, and Hayley is my friend from French class, remember I told you about her."
"Right, the French class that you hate so much and all you do is complain about it. Nice to meet you, I'm Peter. I have already graduated from college, and I'm just doing bartending for now."
"Nice to meet you. I'm also only in town for school. I'm actually looking for my family. I don't know who they are, and while I am studying in school, I'm looking for them. Sorry was that too much for the first introduction."
I waved her off, "No, it's cool. I mean, who wouldn't want to find their family? What have you been doing so far? Maybe I can help?" I offered.
Hayley gave me a skeptical look, "How are you gonna help? Not that I doubt you, but I've been looking for two years now, and I have come up with such a small amount of information."
I decided to just throw the cat out of the bag because we all are on the same page at this point... well probably not Hayley, but I might as well just say it. I can't really help it. I blurted it out even if I didn't want to.
I whispered, "Well, we're all werewolves here."
The moment I said that, Peter gave me the most disappointed look while Hayley also looked at me like I was crazy. But I barreled on through before they could throw in their one cent.
" Maybe we could give you some insight on that route. Or my dad is a sheriff, maybe he could do some searches on the police database for you, he probably would do it if I asked."
Peter cut in, "I'm glad it's so easy to just tell everyone we are werewolves, Stiles. You may have forgotten to mention to me that your friend, Hayley, was the werewolf you were talking about. But I guess I should've smelled it. Are you sure you really want to get involved? It seems more of a 'her problem' kind of thing."
I glared, "I am trying to be nice, and she's my friend. I always help out my friends. Anyway, I'm so bored. I mean, it's great this town is peaceful and all, there's not a lot of murder and death, and supernatural mayhem all the time. But I would totally love to help you find your family. I'm totally good at this. I mean, I'm studying criminal justice. I obviously want to be in law enforcement, so this is like practice for my detective skills. How many things have I solved by myself even though nobody believed me? I'm good at this." I pitch myself to Hayley. "Well, it's not like you can make the search go any worse than it already is, so I'm happy for your help. I don't have much to go on so far. All I know is at least one of my parents or both, was a werewolf, and they gave me up when I was little. My adoptive parents were not werewolves. I have this weird birthmark. I already tried to go to the police to see if there were any missing child reports of a girl my age when I was younger, but it came up blank. I did one time ask my adoptive mother where she got me from. And she told me that a woman dropped me off but ran away before she could talk to her. And the woman has blonde hair and kind of raggedy clothing on. And as much information as that is, it doesn't help with my search at all. I've had this information for two years, and I have found nothing. at least nothing more concrete."
"Honestly, it was not a lot of information. But it's not nothing either. If one of your parents was a werewolf, then they could've belonged to a pack. And if we find a pack we could ask. The birthmark is a good thing to use for the missing child report. Because if someone was missing a child, they would give any identifying marks from the child and a weird birthmark would be a perfect place to start. Now the woman with blond hair and ragged clothing is not a description that I could use. I mean, I guess the best thing would be to go ask your adoptive parents more questions or to have them recount the day they got you. Or to question the people around the town where you were left, to see if anyone had remembered seeing the blonde woman or maybe what direction she left in. Other than that, we probably have to start from scratch. I think the two most promising leads to follow would be to ask about the woman with the blonde hair in your town and then to look for a werewolf pack to see if they know anything about you or your parents. I mean, I know some werewolves, and I could ask around, but I don't even know where your hometown is." I said everything that came to the top of my head, out loud.
I received a shocked look from Hayley and a knowing and also kind of a shocked look from Peter. This is the coolest thing that has happened since coming to school, and I have been waiting for something exciting to happen. And my brain is just overflowing with good ideas. And anyway it's not even a real plan it's just with using the information I have in hand right now.
If I really dug deep and did some research on my own, I'm sure I could find out a ton more stuff, give me two days, and I could probably find a concrete lead. Maybe I should become a detective.
"Can I hire you? Not that I have any money, but you obviously got farther than I did in the span of five minutes. I don't know about asking my adoptive parents, we're not really talking, but the people around my town probably are a good idea to look at. I didn't even think of it honestly. And I don't really know any other werewolves. I've only met you guys and one other. But the other one didn't talk to me, and I wasn't really gonna bring up the whole werewolf thing here because I'm at school, and this place is temporary for me." Hayley says, seeming to lighten up.
"Well, congratulations, you get my service free of charge! I'll help with the werewolf thing. I know someone who's a pretty old werewolf, so maybe he knows some things. And he owes me a bit." I said thinking the perfect person to ask about werewolf packs would be the 1000-year-old hybrid himself, Klaus.
"You were not inviting him here. "Was Peter's immediate response.
"I never said I was, but I don't see the problem in it. Anyway, Lydia's coming over soon. Maybe with her brilliance, we can figure this stuff out. It can't hurt to ask. I thought we already got over the whole, trusting him issue." I say, trying to figure out Peter's problem with Klaus.
I mean, I thought Peter started to like Klaus.
"It's not that I don't trust him, I don't fully trust anyone Stiles. But wherever he goes, he brings trouble. But do whatever you want any way you never listen to me." Peter says, finishing off his food and standing up.
"I'll ask around town about the werewolf thing. Anyway, you're your free period is almost up just FYI. I got to go, I'm sure you'll solve this in a few weeks anyway Stiles. Nice meeting you again, Hayley." Peter says as he just walked out of the restaurant without even one backward glance in our direction.
And he just walks down the street without a care in the world.
I took my phone, and it is almost time for my second class. Honestly, the hour went by so quickly.
"Well, Peter was right. I'll do research on my own and just text me if you find out anything extra. And I'll get back to you when my friend responds to me. Cool?"
Hayley smiles, "Yeah, cool. Thanks, Stiles. I have another free. So I'll just stay here and finish the food."
I took my curly fries to go, and I ran back to class, making it in time thanks for that wonderful werewolf strength. And I sat through all of my criminal justice class, not thinking about anything that was going on in the class.
No, my mind was entirely on what I'm going to do outside of school to continue my search for my friend from French class. It's okay though I can multitask when I need to.
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Notes:
So we met Hayley Marshall. And she somehow not really anyway forcefully has Stiles join her in looking for her family.
Side note:
You don't know how many times I spelled Hayley's name wrong. I had to go back and fix every single time I spelled her name. I was missing the first y.
