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Oooo Meg's making an appearance in this one ;)

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SSC

The rest of the week Stiles didn't hear from her and now knowing that she was a werewolf, he wasn't sure if he wanted to. Everything made sense now. The vagueness, the lack of information she shared, how little she mentioned her family or uncle. The fact that she didn't want to be seen by anyone else except him.

But why kiss me? To confuse me more because it worked congratulations Ariel Carden...if that's even your real name. Groaning in aggravation Stiles repeatedly pounded his head against his wall. He hadn't been able to stopping thinking about it ever since the incident four days ago. He hated that part of him wanted her to come through his window and apologize then explain everything to him.

"Maybe she isn't dangerous, I mean I've known her for like a month and she didn't show or do anything that made me think she was remotely dangerous." Stiles reasoned while leaning back against one of the work benches at the Vet's. The dog he and Ariel had rescued was recovering slowly and a sleep on the steel table.

"Yeah but then why run when she realized what I was? Why not stay and explain?" Scott demanded. Stiles crossed his arms over his chest, his stare far away.

"We could go find out you said you know where she lives." The Beta suggested, the veterinarian shook his head.

"That's a risk. There is the possibility that she isn't alone."

"She isn't, she mentioned an uncle and a guy named Ethan." Stiles informed trying to hide the sadness and betrayal in his honey brown eyes.

God damn it am I the only teenager who isn't a freaking werewolf?

A few days later...

Ariel sat at the edge of her bed tying the laces of her sneakers. She enjoyed effortless daily routines, they helped her have certain stability in her life. Patterns that helped her stay focus and in control, but for the past few days Ariel had been skipping certain steps. It was unintentional and subconscious but the moment she did realize her mistakes she would contemplate on the reason why. The reason that had the most beautiful pair of honey brown eyes she had ever seen.

Her heart was racing in anticipation of seeing him again at school. Her back pack sat tauntingly beside her, reminding her of the obstacles that she was going to face.

A familiar tapping noise distracted her from her thoughts. It was Deucalion's walking stick wagging against the walls and it was coming her way. She straightened and got off the bed, walking casually to her bedroom door and opening it. He stood at the threshold with a smile on his face.

"You won't be going to school tomorrow." He informed her suddenly. She narrowed her gaze on him.

"And why is that?"

"While you were gone things got a little...hectic. I need you to run a little errand for me." He said. She folded her arms over her chest and leaned against the frame of the door, regarding him with her blue eyes.

"I didn't realize joining this pack made me your errand girl. Is this your way of exerting control over me? Because you won't have much luck." He chuckled in condescending amusement at her words and nodded in understanding.

"I suppose that was a little too strict, so I am asking nicely." He replied. She wanted to retort but a heavy weight on her shoulders was lifted from his order. She wasn't ready to face Stiles, not yet anyway.

"What do you need?" She asked with a business like air. Deucalion smiled in satisfaction.

"Kali, Ennis and I need a ride to the hospital, their first day as nurses and all."

"I suppose seeing her trying to get into nursing shoes with those toe nails should amuse me." Her words painted a picture in the blind Alpha's mind that he couldn't help but grin stepped out of her room and shut the door behind her. Deucalion already had an elbow ready, awaiting her hold.

Stiles sat in English class on the row between Scott and Lydia but his stare was focused on the door, watching various faces drift into the class but not the face he was searching for.

Allison walked in a few minutes later and he watched as Scott and her exchange awkward glances. Especially since the only seat available was in front of his best friend...but even when the class had begun, Ariel Carden was yet to make an appearance. Stiles slumped back on his seat utterly defeated. He knew he had to distract himself, that's when Lydia's bandaged ankle caught his attention.

Ariel hid within the walls of a supply closet closest to the reception desk at the hospital. Scott McCall had strolled past her a few minutes ago and it was safer to stay hidden at this point. Till the rest of her pack returned from completing their objectives.

She was browsing through a list of songs on her iPod...the one he had given her. She selected a Mumford and Sons song and leaned back against the wall. Allowing the melody to calm her, but then a familiar scent brushed under her nose making her immediately perk up.

She blended into the darkness of the room but her crimson gaze narrowed on the two figures that hesitated at the entrance. She instantly recognized the tall, burly male figure in a dark-blue shirt and jeans to be Derek Hale. Beside him stood a short lean female with dark curls spiral down her shoulders and a pretty face. The female was wearing a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket and matching black pants. Ariel's eyes widened realizing who she was.

"I'll go get Isaac, wait here and let me know if there is any trouble coming my way." Derek ordered glancing at Meg before averting his determined stare to the elevator.

"Sure thing G.G," She retorted. He froze at the abbreviation and turned to her.

"Really Meg, at the hospital?"

"So there is like a never good time for me to call you that?" She wondered her amber eyes twinkling up at him. The alpha rolled his eyes but Ariel saw the certain fondness in his gaze, directed at the short Beta. He left in haste and the female stood their shifting her weight from leg to leg with the reception desk caught her eye.

Ariel watched her practically skip to the desk. She emerged from the darkness so she could follow the girl's movements. Meg threw her upper body on to the desk and grinned down at the woman behind the counter.

"You are way too pretty to be behind this desk." She mused cheekily. Mrs. McCall was surprised by the girl's sudden appearance.

"Meg—aren't you supposed to be in school?" She inquired her startled expression softening when she smiled.

"Guilty," She said cheekily "waiting here for Derek to come back with Isaac. Figured my smiling face is much more welcoming than Grumpy Growls."

"Ha-ha point taken, your sweet face alone made my day." Melissa mused with a tender glimmer in her eyes, Meg blushed.

"Aww, that's funny because my last name is Day." She added with much enthusiasm. Melissa laughed and leaned closer towards the girl. The loose spiraling curls of her ebony hair flowing down the sides of her face.

"Scott went up to see Isaac too, if I had known you guys were coming I wouldn't have called him." She said somberly, Meg bit her lip in thought.

"I am sorry, I should have said something."

"Its fine I should have figured you guys would be here, Isaac is part of your pack." The worried mother mumbled averting her gaze to the counter for a moment. Meg reached out and grasped the nurse's hand gently.

"We are going to keep Scott out of this I promise, he shouldn't worry about this." Melissa was eased by the maturity in her amber yes and the soft smile on her face.

"I am worried about you though,"

"I'll be fine, trust me." Meg tried to assure though at this point she wasn't certain herself.

"Did you find your friend Erica?" Melissa's question made the young girl's smile waver for a moment. A sadness clouding her eyes but it instantly evaporated when she forced a bright smile.

"Not yet, but hopefully when Isaac wakes up we will know more." Ariel was listening intently, hanging on to each word.

It was the second day of school. After all the drama from the day before with the incident at the hospital and Scott getting his tattoo back, yet all the Beta could talk about was Allison and the big talk she wanted to have with him.

Stiles had to admit to, that somethings just never changes.

"Besides Allison can we talk about something a little more pressing?" He asked cutting into Scott's rambling.

"Like what?" The Beta asked when they arrived at their lockers.

"Uh the werewolf I spent a month of my spring break with and not knowing who she is and the fact that she hasn't shown up for school yet— how about that problem?"

"Oh right, did she contact you yet?" McCall asked while opening his steel locker door. Stiles sighed and shook his head while leaning against the row of the storage devices.

"No she didn't." He answered. Scott glanced at his best friend's forlorn expression and was surprised by it.

"Stiles you sound almost disappointed."

"What no I am not I just, it's a good thing because the last we need this year is more trouble—" Stiles frantic rambling came to a dead halt when Ariel Carden walked in through the doors of the school.

In fact it wasn't just him staring. the freshmen were practically gaping at the sight of her and Stiles wasn't surprised by their reactions. Especially when she looked as good as she did.

Her reddish-brown locks were down in luscious waves, she wore a pale blue blouse with a few white buttons on the top popped open. The top was paired with black skinny jeans that hugged the long length of her shapely legs. It was a plain outfit—nothing compared to the dazzlingly wardrobe of Lydia Martin—but there was something about the way she walked. Confident and without a care in the world with the strap of her bag slung over her shoulder...but Stiles knew what grabbed the attention the most were those eyes of hers.

Electric blue and soul piercing

Everyone stared enchanted by the newest face of Beacon Hills High. If she had showed up yesterday she wouldn't have grabbed as much attention, but since everyone else had acquainted themselves, she stuck out like a sore thumb.

"Isn't that her?" Scott asked, gaping in her direction. She was approaching them in her leisurely place.

"Y-yeah," Stiles stuttered out, unable to avert his wide-eyed stare from her. She was only half way into the corridor when two broad figures behind her split and came to stand on either side of her and he recognized the two males instantly.

"Stiles she is with the alpha twins." Scott pointed out the obvious. Stiles watched with narrowed eyes as they stopped at their lockers and began to talk in hushed whispers.

"Well I guess we can put a nice big tick next to that theory." Stilinski exclaimed animatedly drawing a mark in the air. Scott rolled his eyes at his best friend's dramatic nature before settling his gaze on the three alphas a few feet opposite them.

"Who is that chicka?" The sudden feminine voice startled them out of their stupor. Megra Day was beside him staring in Ariel's direction with a wide curious gaze.

"Meg, hey what are you doing here?" Scott asked surprised by her appearance, she grinned at him.

"You know when I am not moonlighting as a werewolf I do take an interest in Literature and Biology" She said teasingly, he smiled and chuckled "Also, I am here to make sure ma buddies are A-O-Good." She said punching him lightly on the arm.

"Played Plants Vs Zombies in the holiday eh?" He deduced, she grinned and nodded.

"When I wasn't looking for Erica and Boyd, yes." Her amber eyes drifted back to the alpha twins and the tall female "So who is the new girl and did you see those eyes? Daaaamn." She drawled out to express her wonderment.

"I know, gives me the chills." Scott replied.

"I kinda like them but then again I have a weakness for blue eyes and those are as blue as they can get." She said with a shrug of her shoulders. The sentence hung in the air without a witty response from her most sarcastic friend—Stiles Stilinski. That was when she noticed the way his eyes were honed in on the alphas.

"Stiles." She called.

"Yeah?" He said in a vague response.

"You are glaring...like creepy I-am-going-to-cut-you-in-your-sleep, glaring." She pointed out, Scott nodded in agreement.

"It's nothing just—"The school bell rang, the shrill sound cut into his words but Meg was still waiting for an explanation.

"We better get to class I am trying to keep a good attendance this year." Scott quickly said to cover up for his friend and began to shove Meg gently in the direction of their next class. She shrugged and locked arms with the Beta and they began a livid conversation. Stiles followed them but he was plotting silently thinking of a way to talk to Ariel without arousing suspicions, he had questions and he was determined to get answers.