Disclaimer: Sadly I did not write Teen Wolf.
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"You have to come over. Scott Macaw put my boyfriend in the hospital." Lydia says one sentence and hangs up.
Avery throws her chemistry book on the bed and is out the door in seconds on her way to Lydia's house. They go to the hospital together and she gets the details on all that happened. Apparently Scott went all crazy and did some illegal move or whatever and threw out Jackson's shoulder out. By the time she got home she was exhausted. But not even that could keep her from being the happiest she's been in months when she laid her eyes on her beautiful car sitting in the driveway. She parks her mom's car and quickly runs up to hers and hugs the hood of the car.
"Oh my beautiful, I'll never leave you behind again! I promise!" She kisses it gently and runs inside.
If her car was here then that means so is Roxy. She sprints up the steps, and a happy little dog attacking her with kisses, welcomes her as she opens the door. She swoops up Roxy, and her keys and is out the door. They drive around for about an hour until they pull back into the driveway. And that night when she falls asleep with Roxy next to her she dreams about the happiest moment she had with her sister.
Quinn was working on a dress for her school and was using Avery as her model. They blasted music and danced around as Quinn turned a boring bunch of fabrics into the most beautiful dress Avery had ever put on. They ate a ton of junk food and Quinn got an A on her project.
The rest of the week was spent with Lydia and Roxy mostly. She hardly even talked to Allison. And the one time she did it was for Allison to tell her that they were all going out after the game Saturday night. And when she wasn't talking to Lydia she was talking to Jake. Which meant she was barely able to talk to Stiles and Scott at all. But that wasn't even the worst part. Her dad wouldn't let her drive her car until he replaced the breaks. She was just happy she snuck it out the first night or she would have cracked. But when Friday rolls around and her dad says she can have her car back the next day before the game she starts to feel a little bit better. Lydia drags her along to another hospital visit to 'keep her company'. When really Lydia just takes calls while Avery lies down on the chairs in whatever ways she can possible to humiliate Lydia. She puts her legs propped up against the wall while her back is against the seat hanging her head upside down and reading a magazine when Stiles walks up.
"Hey Lydia. You probably don't remember me. I sit behind you in biology. Uh anyway, I always thought that we just had this kinda connection. You know unspoken of course. Maybe it'd be kinda cool to get to know each other better, a little better." Stiles says to Lydia as Avery peeks her eyes out from under her magazine.
"Hold on, give me second." Lydia says pulling out her bluetooth and holding her call. "Yeah I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?"
"No. It's not." Avery and Stiles say at the same time. Stiles jumps when he finally sees her sitting next to Lydia hanging upside down and Avery laughs.
"Ok." Lydia says slowly rolling her eyes and puts the thing back in her ear and keeps talking. Avery swings her legs off the wall and takes the seat next to Stiles. He's sitting just around the corner reading something that appears to say 'menstrual cycle' on it.
"That looks like a good read. You enjoying it?" She asks taking a seat.
"Oh yeah it's um really insightful on…" He says nodding and closes the book to see what he's actually reading. "Oh my god." He drops the booklet to the floor and whips his hands on his jacket. Avery bursts out laughing and can't stop.
"Don't worry Stiles, it's not contagious through magazines or anything. You should be fine." She laughs on.
"I just keep embarrassing myself today… Is there any way possible that we can just forget all of this ever happened? Please." He looks at her a little defeated.
"Sure buddy." She pats him on the shoulder but keeps laughing. "I just… I just need a minute."
"I hate you so much right now." He says leaning forward putting his elbows on his knees and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Oh come on Stiles. You know you love me. Not as much as Lydia but it's definitely there." She smiles at him. Just then Jackson walks up and starts talking to Lydia catching both of their attentions.
"Did you do it?" Lydia asks walking up to him.
"They said not to make a habit of it, but one shot won't kill me." He says rubbing his shoulder.
"You should get one right before the game too." Lydia response. Causing Jackson to get a really unhappy look on his face. "The pro's do it all the time. Do you want to be a little high school amateur? Or… do… you… want to go… pro?" Lydia does that seductive voice thing she does so well and takes a couple steps closer to him. Deciding it was probably not PG Avery turns away and grabs her bag form the seat next to her.
"That's my cue to leave." She says to Stiles. "Bye I'll see you tomorrow." She pats him on the arm and gives him a comforting smile before getting up and fast walking to catch up to the couple she's here for. She turns around to get one more look at Stiles and sees him watching her go. She gives him a small smile and a wave, which he returns right as Scott walks up stealing his attention away, and by the way there talking something is definitely up.
You can just ask Stiles later. She urges herself to keep walking. You can't turn around or Lydia and Jackson will think something's up. Just keep walking.
And that's what she does all the way to the car and the whole car ride home. When she's finally alone in her room she txts Stiles.
Avery- what's wrong? I saw Scott and you talking at the hospital and it looked intense.
A couple of minutes later he responds.
Stiles- Nothing much. Just looking for the other half of the dead body I told you about. We'll be sneaking onto Derek's house so I'm going to turn off my phone. Bye.
Avery- Wait Stiles! You can't do that! It's so stupid!
Avery- At least let me come with!
But she never got a response. She waited for five minutes before changing into some black running legging and jacket and her blue running shoes. Once Roxy sees her putting on her running shoes she gets all excited and hops around. Avery rolls her eyes.
"Fine you can come but you have to be quiet. And run a lot. Agreed?" As a response Roxy walks away and comes back into the room holding her leash in her mouth and wagging her tail. "Lets go then." And just like that they set off running down the street and onto the dirt path that leads to Derek's house. Stiles told her where Derek lives when he was talking about where Scott got bitten in the woods. As she's running down the trail a black Camaro pulls up behind her.
"Hey!" She hears from behind her so she turns around and sees none other then Derek Hale.
"Oh. Hi." She says with a smile walking towards him with Roxy happily prancing along beside her. "Your Scott's friend. The one who gave Allison a ride home… Derek right?" She says walking up to him.
"Yeah." He shows no sign of returning her smile so she lets it fall from her face.
"Um, My name is…"
"Avery Mason. I know." He gives her a curt nod. "Who's this?" He says gesturing to Roxy causing her to wag her tail and pull on the leash to get to him. He squats down and Avery allows Roxy to run forward.
"Her names Roxy." She says surprised that Roxy is so friendly with a creepy werewolf. She's usually a great judge of character. Her dad even took her to guard dog classes back in L.A. to be a better guard dog for his workshop.
"Cute." He says while petting her belly. "So, why are you running on the trail to my house?" He says getting up.
"I just moved here. I don't really know my way around the woods yet. Sorry." Avery prides herself on her ability to bend the truth. And he seems to buy it because he nods to her. "I guess I should run that way then." She says with a small smile pointing to the direction she came from.
"Yeah you should." He says walking back to his car.
"Um… wait." He turns around with his hand on the door. "Thanks for taking care of Allison." He seems a little surprised by her gratitude.
"Ok." He nods curtly gets into the car and drives off.
"No problem! It was so nice to meet you Avery." She says to herself mimicking Derek's deep voice. She stands there for a while until he can't see her and takes off running for his house. When she finally gets there she sees Scott and Stiles digging a hole.
"What are you guys doing?" She says out of breath. They both jump unaware to the fact that she walked up to them.
"What… What are you doing here?" Stiles stumbles over his words and flails his arms around wildly. "And why do you have a dog?" He says as Roxy frolics over to them and starts sniffing their legs.
"This is my dog. Roxy. And I wasn't about to let you guys go and do something stupid without me. Hey Scott." She says with a wave to him as he bends down to pet Roxy.
"Hey Avery." He returns the wave but then all of his attention goes back to Roxy.
"How did you even get here I don't see your moms car." Stiles says looking around the clearing.
"I ran." She shrugs still out of breath.
"You ran? You ran. She ran." He shrugs sarcastically like its no big deal to Scott, but then turns to her like she just missed something huge. "Avery that's like five miles from your house."
"Yeah. So are we digging this hole or what?" She claps her hands together and rolls back onto her heels.
"Oh my god! You're crazy. You just ran five miles and now you want to dig a ditch that may or may not contain a dead body in it?" He puts his hands on his hips.
"Yeah." She says simply. Staring up into his big brown eyes.
"Well ok then." He throws his hands up in the air and brings them back down. "Here's a shovel." He hands her his and he grabs another from his magic Marry Poppins jeep that seems to always have everything they need.
Then they get started. They dig all through the night and Roxy even helps. When she sees what they're doing she jumps on in and starts digging away. Then they hit some tarp thing and stop. She jumps out of the hole and picks up Roxy with her. When Stiles and Scott uncover the thing she jumps back and covers Roxy's eyes. It's a wolf. The boys start talking but she zones them out and stares into the golden eyes of the once beautiful animal. But then something catches her eyes.
"Wait guys." She says trying to grab their attention, and it works they both snap there necks in her direction. "Isn't that wolfs bane?" She says pointing to the blue flower next to the grave, that she remembers seeing at stiles house while they were studying.
"Yeah." Stiles nods and jumps out. He pulls on the flower and the root comes up. It keeps going around the grave until it finally uproots in a spiral around the whole grave.
"Guys?" Scott says looking down at the wolf in the grave. Or what used to be wolf, because now there's a girl.
Avery takes a couple steps back and falls to the floor. Flashbacks can be a real pain in the ass. She's standing in the bathroom staring down at her sister pale body in the bathtub. And then all the air leaves her lungs and she cant get it back in. Panic attacks are pretty bad too, she hasn't gotten any since L.A. but she used to get them a lot. So she does what she normally used to do, she breathes but the air just refuses to go down far enough to satisfy her lungs.
"Avery?" She hears Stiles say it but she's still in the bathroom dark red blood covering the floor. She just stands there for a moment. She never knew blood could look so dark before. But then she jumps into action, she falls to her knees next to her sister and tries to shake her awake but her sister just continues to stay limp. "Avery breath. She's not your sister. You're ok. No one is going to hurt you." And then he pulls her into a hug, snapping her back into reality where she's on the floor next to Derek's house. But the air is still fighting with her lungs and they refuse to make up. "No one is going to hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you. Just breath." And just like that she can. She breathes in the smell of his jacket, and nothing in the history of the world has ever smelled better to her. Once she regains her breath he pulls back and stares into her eyes making sure she's okay.
"Uh Stiles? We should probably call your dad. Before Derek comes back." Scott says from behind him, reminding them both that he's still there.
"Uh yeah. Yeah you're right." He gets up and offers Avery a hand pulling her up. She thanks him then goes stands by Scott far away form the dead body.
"So uh… You know?" He asks obviously already knowing the answer.
"Scott, I knew before you knew." She says with a chuckle.
"How?" He looks at her in disbelief.
"That my friend. Is a story for another time." She pats him on the back.
And then the cops start to come. And the sheriff, he doesn't look too happy to see the boys.
"I'm not surprised that you two are here. But what are you doing here?" He says looking at Avery and then at the dog at her feet.
"We were out on a run and decided to help." She smiles. "This is Roxy." She holds out Roxy for the Sheriff to pet. No one can resist an adorable dog covered in dirt. He pats her on the head and she licks his hand before he turns around and goes back to the investigation.
As Scott and Avery wait by the truck they see Stiles sneak into the police car in which Derek is being held.
"What is he doing?" She asks turning around with Scott so they don't see what's going on.
"I stopped asking that question a long time ago." He mumbles.
A couple of minutes later they turn around and see Stiles talking to the sheriff.
"That doesn't look good." She says turning back around.
"It never does." Scott responds shaking his head. And then Stiles shows up next to them and gets in the car.
"Are you coming or what?" He says not sounding particularly happy.
"Well I guess I'll see you later Scott." She gives him a hug that he was not expecting but returns after a moment of hesitation. When they pull apart Roxy licks his hand. Looks like they had a nice bonding experience. She smiles and starts to walk away.
"Wait, am I not giving you a ride home?" Stiles calls after her popping his head out the window.
"Well I don't want you to go out of your way so I just figured I could run home." Honestly Avery wasn't so sure she wanted to be around him after embarrassing herself with one of her stupid panic attacks.
"Avery, just get in the car. You might be able to run five miles without sleeping all night but Roxy sure as hell can't."
Damn his logic. She thinks to herself.
"Ugh. Fine." She groans hopping into the back seat.
"I think you mean thank you." He whispers to himself.
"Thank you." She sighs from the back seat.
As they drive the boys talk and She starts to fall asleep. That is until Scott starts freaking out and Stiles start swerving the car like a sociopath causing Avery to smack her head into the side of the car.
"Ow!" She says holding her hand to her head. "What's going on?"
Stiles, being the genius that he is, kept the wolfs bane making Scott wolf out and run away. Neither Stiles nor Avery see where he goes because they're both watching Stiles throw his backpack down a hill.
"You know the worst part of all of this?" He asks Avery as they stand outside of the car looking for the direction Scott took off in.
"What?" Avery murmurs playing along.
"My homework was in that backpack." He says making Avery snicker lightly.
So about twenty minutes later, after they finally retrieve the backpack, they're speeding down the road with Roxy asleep in the back. She gives him the directions to her house and they pull up ten minutes later.
"Uh. I'll walk you to your door." Stiles says getting out of the car and tripping
"Um Stiles. Thanks for helping me with my… panic attack… I swear I usually don't freak out like that."
"No… it's ok… I used to get them after my mom died." He shrugs.
"This all kind of sucks doesn't it?" She says grimly looking at the floor as they finally reach the door.
"Big time." He says facing her.
"Well… I'll be at your game tonight." She smiles.
"Good! You can see me not play." He smiles back.
"But still get all the street cred of being on the team, right?" She laughs lightly.
"Yeah, all the street cred." He laughs back. And then Avery pulls him into a tight hug, which he returns instantly. He rests his chin on her head and she has her face buried in his jacket. And they both breathe in deeply, savoring each other's presence before letting go. Once they do they stare into each other's eyes communicating their unspoken bond of friendship to each other.
"You have a bruise on your forehead." He says brushing away a strand of her hair to get a better look.
"Yeah I got that from your brilliant driving earlier." She smiles up at him and he down at her.
"Well I should go." He finally says walking away and tripping on the stepping-stones.
"Right. Me too." She points to the door behind her and stumbles herself while turning around. "Uh… bye… I'll see you tonight." She smiles and waves.
"Yeah tonight, at the game. I will see you there." He goes on. " Yeah ok bye." He says getting into the car and driving off.
She steps inside and her mom asks her how her morning run went, without even bothering to consider the possibility that she was out all night. After Avery responds she runs upstairs and jumps in the shower. When she's done she goes back down stairs and is happy to see her dad home. She wraps him in a hug, which he exchanges with a smile.
"So good news. Your car is done. We can go after breakfast and get it. If you want to that is?" He says with questioning look.
"Yes! Yes I want to!" She jumps up and down. "Who needs breakfast? Lets just go now!" She pushes. But he refuses and takes the plate stacked with food over retrieving her car. Sell-out.
After they finish their breakfasts, they hop in the car and drive down to her dad's workshop. When she sees her shiny new, well not new but newly returned to her, car she jumps up and down and hops in the front seat. Then she pulls out of the garage yelling a loud 'thank you' to her dad and speeding down the street. She drives around blasting some music and letting the wind whip her hair around. Not once did she think about werewolves or her sister…she just drove. Once she finally pulls up to the driveway she has two hours before the game. Just enough time to shower, get ready and put on a movie in her room to distract her from showering and getting ready. After she gets out of the shower she puts in her favorite zombie movie and gets to work.
Watching a zombie movie while beautifying herself is a very interesting experience. She goes through her cloths and picks out a pair of skinny jeans and a black and white striped tank top. She puts on some combat boots and tucks her jeans in and throws a white see through sweater over the tank top. She then tops it all off with a long beaded necklace that hangs low. She pulls her curly hair into a messy ponytail, and double checks in the mirror that the scars on her neck aren't showing. Then she does her makeup.
When it's finally time for her to leave she looks in the mirror and sees her hollow eyes staring back. Nothing has changed. She tried to forget everything and shove it down but nothing has changed. She winces and walks out the door grabbing her black purse on the way out. When she gets to the field she sees Lydia instantly.
"No to the shoes. But the rest is ok." She says not bothering to say hello. She gestures to the bleachers and they make there way over. Allison joins them soon with her father.
"Hello Mr. Argent. It's nice to see you again." Avery says smiling at him after she gives Allison a small hug. He smiles back tightly.
"Hello Avery. It's nice to see you too." Mr. Argent and Avery got along well enough. The extent of there interactions was basically hello and goodbye.
The game starts and all the boys run onto the field. Except for Stiles, instead he sits on the bench next to the coach and cheers on Scott. The game goes fine except for Jackson being all petty and not letting anyone pass the ball to Scott.
"What number is Scott again?" Mr. Argent asks.
"Number 11. The one who hasn't caught a ball all game." Lydia answers in her sassy tone.
"I wonder why." Avery says next to her getting a good slap on the arm from Lydia.
"I just hope he's ok." Allison says all worriedly.
"Allison will you help me with this?" Lydia says a little while later. Recruiting Allison to hold up yet another poster for Jackson. That's when Avery realizes something's up with Scott.
"Shit." Avery whispers to herself while getting up. "I'll be right back. I have to… use the restroom." She says to the girls. "Yeah that sounds believable." She mumbles and trips over the crowd to get to the bottom of the bleachers then runs over to Stiles.
"Hey!" She says coming up behind Stiles making him jump.
"What… what are you doing here?" He asks with his eyes wide.
"Look!" She points to the sign Lydia and Allison are still holding.
"Brutal." He says shaking his head and turning back to her. "But what does that have to do with anything?" Then he sees her pointing to Scott. "Shit." He says with the tone she used and the same look she's wearing.
"Yeah he's going to wolf out on the field!" She grabs Stiles arm and shakes it.
"There's only a couple of minutes left of the game. I mean how much damage can he do?" But just then a boy on the other team purposely gives the ball Scott.
"Is the other team deliberately giving us the ball?" the coach asks taking the seat on the other side of Stiles.
"Looks like it, coach." Stiles replies and then goes back to chewing on his glove.
"Yup." Avery accidentally says, causing the Coach to finally realize she's on the field.
"Who's she? Who are you? What are you doing on my field?" He says pointing to her.
"Uh she was just…" Stiles starts.
"Looking for you!" She says with enthusiasm. "My name is Avery. I'm in your economics and PE class." She smiles but Coach just narrows his eyes. "And I was watching the game and realized that no one was cheering for you. So, uh, I came down here to tell you… you're doing a great job! And uh… and keep up the good work! And now that I said that I'm just going to go…" She points over her shoulder and trips over herself getting up.
"You know what? I like her." She hears Coach say from behind.
"Me too Coach." Stiles laughs and she turns around to see him watching her go.
She gestures over to the side of the bleachers giving him the 'meet me over here' look. But he shakes his head and gives her the 'I'm in the middle of a game' look. She responds with the, 'really, you call sitting on the bench being in the game' look. To which he gives an 'Ugh, fine! Just give me a minute' look. She smiles and leans against the bleachers. A minute later Stiles runs over to join her.
"What?!" He says standing next to her.
"What are we going to do?! We can't let him turn in front of everyone!" She says biting her thumbnail.
"I know but we can't do anything without people thinking something's up." He says leaning back on his heels. "All we can do is watch."
"I can't just sit and watch! What if he hurts somebody?" She flails her arms in the direction of the field.
"Come on lets go." He throws his arm over her shoulders and starts to drag her over to the bench he just came from.
"What about Coach?" she asks.
"It's ok. He totally bought that whole 'doing a great job' thing. I don't think he'll mind." He lets his arm fall off her shoulders once there sitting. "Oh and uh. I like your hair up. It looks nice." He says drumming his hands on knees, still watching the game.
"Thanks." She laughs.
"How'd you get the scars?" He glances up at her and she brushes her hair forward around her neck.
"Long story." He fixes her with a studying look until something catches his attention.
Scott starts scoring, and scoring, and scoring some more. Then the games tied, with seconds left on the clock. Avery grabs hold Stiles arm and holds onto it in anticipation. Then Scott makes the winning shot. The crowd goes wild, everyone cheers. And somehow Stiles and Avery end up hugging.
"Uh Avery?" She hears from behind her. She peaks over Stiles shoulder and sees Jake standing there looking angry, upset, and confused all at once. Just by the sound of his voice Stiles tenses up, and they both jump apart.
"Hey Jake!" She can feel the heat rising on her cheeks. Jake shoots Stiles a dirty look making him twitch.
"Uh. I'm going to go see what Scott's up to." Stiles stumbles away leaving Avery to deal with an overdramatic Jake alone.
"Great game!" She closes the space between them and gives him a hug, which he returns. She feels his body lose tension and relax after a moment.
"So uh. What was that back there?" He asks after they pull apart.
"What? Oh that thing with Stiles? Pff that was nothing, we just got overly happy with the win." She try's to seem casual and apparently it works.
"Oh ok… Just don't let it happen again." He throws an arm around her shoulders, one much thicker then Stiles, as they walk over to the parking lot. "So are you coming out tonight?" he asks as they walk towards his car.
"I can't my parents are taking the whole curfew thing seriously."
"That sucks. Well maybe you and I can hang out Tuesday?" He asks oozing with confidence.
"Uh yeah sure." She says as butterflies fill her stomach. "Well I should go." She points over her shoulder.
"Ok I'll see you tomorrow." He gives her a kiss on the cheek gets in his car and drives off leaving her standing there.
Wasn't he supposed to walk me to my car? And I was supposed to give him a kiss on the cheek right? Or at least that's what those old movies said should happen. She thinks as she walks to her car. She takes out her phone and shoots Stiles a quick text.
Avery- How's Scott?
Stiles- Over the moon. He just had his first kiss with Allison.
Avery- Great. I'm sure I'll hear all about it from Allison soon.
Stiles- Good luck. How's Jake, he looked pretty mad?
Avery- He was. But he's fine now. Is it just me or does he act like a girl sometimes?
Stiles- Oh please continue.
Avery- Hahaha I'll explain next time I see you. It's kind of a lot.
Stiles- I'll hold you to that.
Avery- I'm counting on it.
And with that she closes her phone and drives home. But not before she sees Derek standing on the field looking all suspicious.
You know what? That is a problem for another time. She shrugs and just keeps driving all the way home to her comfortable bed.
I hope you guys liked it! Please tell me what you think about where the story's heading. I would love to hear your guy's ideas or inputs. Sorry, about the grammar mistakes. I swear sometimes I still belong in 1st grade. I'll try to get another chapter up as soon as possible.