SOORRY! Don't shoot me. This is a short chapter but I have more ready and waiting.
Stiles began the process of switching schools, and enrolled into an extra few online classes to catch up with high-school in Australia. Stiles packed up his room and they began sending their things to their family in Australia. They decided to keep the house, but they would it rent it out while they where gone.
Stiles completely stoped going to school and set all his time to packing up and working out. He decided to join his cousins on the football team , and maybe help work the huge cattle farm, as he did a little of for his month there.
Finally they where ready, with time to spare on the two months limit. Stiles went to school for the first time in a month and a half, ripped and looking good. He wore a sleeveless shirt and basketball shorts, and after school he made his way to the lacrosse field.
" What you still doing here, Stilinski? Here to beg for forgiveness?" A big front liner tried to intimidate him.
" No. I'm informing the McCall alpha that my father and I are leaving tomorrow morning, as is customary. Not that an oaf like you would know that , Belleker. "
Stiles made his way through the sweaty lacrosse players and found Scott. He made eye contact with him and motioned him aside.
" We head out tonight, Alpha McCall. "
" where will you go?" Scott asked
" Like id tell you, Scott. Go fuck yourself with your lacrosse stick. And call off your new mutts. They stink like the soon to be dead" Stiles then did an about face and made his way to Rosco. He then gave said Jeep to Millissa Scott's mom to keep as she was in need of a new car.
The father son duo then stave out to the airport and boarded their flight. It was a chain flight and would take two days to reach Australia, but fully worth it. Once they got there Stiles uncle Rick picked them up and drove them out to the Farm.
They both crashed and slept until the next morning. Stiles woke up at five and help his aunt make breakfast and his Cousins with the four personal dairy cows. John was soon up as well and helped check the fence with his brother in laws.
It was seven o'clock when they younger men tacked up their horses and scouted out where the cattle where and began herding them back into the pens. Stiles was on an older Buckskin mare that had a smooth temper.
" When the next horse auction comes up , you need your own horse. " Called his cousin Damian
"Noted" was Stiles reply.
They got most of the cattle inside the pens, and the others stayed within sight of the main herd so the boys went inside to relax a bit.
" Have you met our hands Stiles? This is Jaxon and Issac. Chris is out back I think, but he'll be in in an hour or so. " his grandma told him motioning to two teens at the dining table.
"Jax? Jaxon Whitmore? And Issac lahahe? "
Both of them turned around at that , and as Stiles came into sight the two bolted up and tackled the Fox to the ground. They played for a minute, then sat on the floor laughing.
" we heard about what Scott did. He's an idiot. Always has been. " Jax announced loudly, picking himself up off the ground.
" Who knew, right?" Stiles sarcastic reply
" everyone. " Issac replied in a monotone, then they all laughed agin hardily.
The boys then caught up on all the gossip, and any new drama in the wereworld that was interesting at all. They decided also to enter into the nearby rodeo for fun, along with most of Stiles large family.
To enter the rodeo stiles needed a horse. So to the horse auction they went, and they examined quite a few different ones.
Stiles wanted a mare, no particular coloring, but one that was a spirited domineer. He was looking at a pin of more un Brocken horses when one popped out to him.
The mare was a big grey thing, more suited to pull a wagon than for riding, but stiles liked the look of her. The man selling he wanted all his stock gone , so Stiles also bought a paint and a red roan from the man, as the farm needed some more hands and hands meant horses.
Four of his cousins also bought new horses, and they decided to ride them back to the barn. Stiles happily jerryrigged a halter from a lead rope and the horses halter , as did his cousins. He decided to ride his big grey, and loaded up the other two into the trailer.
The group riding home formed a line and raced for a bit, getting a feel for their new horses. Stiles mare liked to race the others, and so she lead the way to home, with a little guidance from Stiles of course.