Deaton's Adopted Daughter

by Confusedspaz

There was always a third person in Scott and Stiles' friendship, a girl to be exact. Her name is Alyse and she grew up with Scott and Stiles to be a tough tomboy. On the night Scott was bit, she was too, peaking the interest of Derek Hale. Add to that the fact that Jackson Whittemore, the school's IT boy has a crush on her, she's got a lot to worry about. Rated M to be safe.

4. Chapter 4

Getting By

During practice, Coach made me sit out, saying that he wanted me to do laps later. I watched as Scott began to shift and Stiles and I rushed him to the locker room.

"Get away from me!" Scott roared.

"Stiles, go!" I yelled.

I fought Scott, while Stiles ran, Scott jumped into the rafters, with me close behind. When he jumped down, Stiles sprayed him with the fire extinguisher.

"I'm first line," Scott argued.

"Not anymore," I stated.

After practice, I dragged myself down the hall and was scared by Danny.

"Hey Danny," I murmured.

"What's wrong? You look like you haven't been sleeping," he said worriedly. "That's because I haven't."

He wrapped a hand around my shoulders and squeezed, "Why don't you stay at my house, my parents aren't going to be home."

"Thanks Danny," I smiled and gave him a side hug.

"Of course small fry," he smiled, making me laugh at my old nickname.

I stayed home the next day, because Bubba made me stay home. I slept all day and Danny came during his free period.

"Hey, how is sitting around all day?" Danny teased me.

"Hur Hur Hur, you're so hilarious," I joked.

"Hey, don't be so sour," he smiled, ruffling my hair.

I smiled and snuggled into his side as he played the big brother.

"We can leave after I call Bubba," I sighed, pulling out my phone.

"Okay, when you're ready," he said, releasing me from his grip. I dialled Bubba's number and left a message when he didn't pick up.

"Come on," I smiled, holding out a hand to my sufficiently taller best friend.

He shook his head and grabbed my hand, pulling me out to his car where Jackson was leaning against the door.

"What the hell is he doing here?" I asked.

"Look sunshine, I don't like you, you don't like me, but Danny asked me to come, so I did," he shrugged.

"Don't call me sunshine and we wont have a problem," I seethed.

"You should hear what Lydia says about you," he scoffed.

"I've heard what you say about me," I smirked, shutting him up quick.

Danny choked back a laugh and I cocked my head to the side, "Any more comments?"

He glared at me and shook his head before hopping into the backseat. I slid into the passenger seat, followed shortly after by Danny in the driver's side.