Thanks to those who have reviewed so far, put on story alert and added Stiles Is A Girl to your favorites. So far two votes for fem-stiles to be with Derek. I'm going to wait maybe one or two more chapters for something to start happening but there will be hints of flirting with Derek and Jackson just to have fun with. I'm going to write this chapter better.

BTW!-Peter Hale and Kate Argent still alive because it's more fun and interesting like that and the events will be different.-

I don't own Teen Wolf or the photograph that had given me this idea.

Friday Morning Time: 6:00 am

Stiles sat up in his bed and slammed his hand down onto the noise that woke him. He ran his hands through his hair and scratch at his head. Yawning and stretching out the muscles, swinging his legs over to the edge of the bed and feet laying flat on the floor. He waited a few minutes before grabbing his towel and moved towards the bathroom, going to the bathroom and than taking a shower. Climbing out about twenty five minutes later and wrapping the towel around his body. He stared at his reflection, and placed his hands on the sink, thumbs tapping against the marble top. He grabbed a brush and ran it threw his long hair and pulled it over his shoulder drying the ends than brushing it again. If he just did all this for his hair, now he understood why girls took forever getting ready.

He brushed his teeth next and moved to his bedroom, taking the clothes he had been wearing with him. All the things he bought were still in the bags, he grabbed them and dumped them over the bed, spreading them out. Grabbing a bra, a pair of girl boxers, slipping them on first, dropping the towel on the floor, now searching through the shirts and pants. Grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans, stepping into them and sliding them up his small hips and buttoning them. For his shirt choice was a blue shirt that had a one shoulder with a mid-length sleeve that was loose, turning to sit on the bed, ripping the bag of socks open, taking a pair out and slipping them on, the combat boots following that. By the time he was ready, his hair had dried out fairly well and turned into a soft curl. He looked at the clock and it was now seven.

"An hour? Hour to get ready, you've got to be kidding me. " Stiles talked to himself, as he grabbed his phone and keys to the jeep along with the schedule. The teachers would want proof he 'she' was suppose to be in that class. He walked down the steps to see his dad sleeping at the table, paperwork laid out in front of him. Guess he was home earlier than he thought he would have been. Stiles shook his head and placed a hand onto the older man's shoulder and shook him until he had his attention. "Stiles?" His dad asked sleepily, Stiles laughed slightly. "Come on, let's get you to the couch. Tables aren't very comfortable." Stiles told him, his asleep dad just nodded and helped Stiles bring him to the couch and laid down on it. Stiles left and came back with a blanket and laid it over his dad.

After that he went into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl, cereal, a spoon and milk. Getting together the breakfast and pouring the cereal and milk into the bowl, taking a seat at the table eating as he was organizing his dad's papers, and well let's face it even if Stiles was a female he still was into the police scanners and trying to get looks at police paperwork. Stiles flipped threw the pages as he chewed on the cereal. Looking at the reports of the dead body they had found. Other attacks, they were all positive it was the Alpha doing all the killing all the people. Stiles sighed as he put the papers in the folders and finished eating his cereal, putting the bowl in the sink. A quick glance at the clock told him he had to leave now or wouldn't make it in time.

He pulled his jeep keys from his pocket as he walked over to the drive way and climbed into it, starting and driving to the school. He tapping his fingers nervously against the steering wheel. He soon pulled into the parking lot and pulled into a parking spot, turning the vehicle off and sitting there. Hands gripped on the steering wheel staring at the school. Jackson swung his porsche into the space next to a familiar jeep, he ignored it but there was a person sitting inside of it and it wasn't Stiles. It was the girl he ran into yesterday in the hall. What was she doing in a shit car like that? He climbed out and walked around to the jeep's driver door and knocked on the window.

Stiles jumped when he heard a knock on the window. 'please don't let it be Scott' he thought, he looked at the window to see who knocked. Jackson. 'Much worse.' Stiles thought, he took multiply breaths and made a shoo motion to Jackson, who had stepped away from the door, Stiles opened it and hopped out. He was only a little shorter than he originally was, he closed the door behind him and looked at Jackson who was looking at the jeep. Stiles looked at his baby. "What? Is there something wrong with my jeep?" He asked, scanning over it a hand running along it to see if there was a dent he couldn't see or a hidden scratch. "Uh...no. Just familiar. Very familiar." Jackson said, shaking his head slightly. "I'm Jackson. You are?" Jackson asked gaining Stiles attention back.

Stiles stared at him for a minute. "Right. Jackson." He said nodding and glancing at the school. "I'm..Scarlet." He replied steadily, shifting his weight. It was weird to have a civil conversation with Jackson without him trying to make him feel down. "So what was with the sudden run out yesterday?" Jackson asked, turning to walk, Stiles followed suit. "I had some important things to do that couldn't wait." Stiles easily replied, he glanced around the inside of the school and was receiving stares, he unconsciously moved towards Jackson trying to protect himself from the stares. Jackson noticed this had made the girl jittery so he decided to take her attention away from the other people. "So what's your schedule?" Jackson had asked, Stiles looked at Jackson instead of talking he just pulled out his schedule and handed it to the other teen.

"Stilinski?" Jackson questioned as he look at the last mane written on the paper. "Yeah." Stiles just replied with nodding his head, hair bouncing to the sides slightly. Just than his phone rang, he pulled it out reading Scott along the screen. He wasn't sure if he was going to answer it or not. "You going to answer that?" Jackson asked, as he read the paper. "Uh..yeah." Stiles replied, hitting talk and putting the phone to his ear. "Stiles! Thank god. Derek called me yesterday saying he found some girl in your house and that you weren't there and that she took your jeep. Where are you? I'm staring at your jeep!" Scott said, Stiles panicked and pulled the phone away and hung up. "Wrong number." Was all he said before turning it off and and pocketing. "Do you need help finding your classes?" Jackson asked, handing back the schedule.

Stiles shook his head. "No, I think I got it under control. Thanks though." Stiles said, giving a slight smile and moving to his first period. Well it was his couch's class, Finstock looked at him. "And who are you?" He asked. "Scarlet Stilinski. New here." Stiles answered with a slight shrug. Finstock just waved his hand towards the seats, Stiles took the seat he always sat in. He watched as Scott came in with Allison, taking their usual seats, they just glanced at him, not giving much attention. It was sorta weird living like this, it was at the end of the class when Allison turned to him smiling. "You're new right? Welcome to Beacon Hills high school, I'm Allison and that's Scott." She introduced herself and had pointed at Scott who was gathering his work. At least he was still keeping up his work even if he wasn't here as a male.

"Thanks. Scarlet." Stiles answered, he was going to have to get use to that name if he was going to keep calling himself that. Allison held her hand out and Stiles shook it. "I was once the new girl here to. Where'd you move from?" Allison asked, as the three moved out of the room to their next period, math. "Really?" Stiles asked as if he cared. Shit where did he move from? "I..moved from Arizona." Stiles came up with, Scott looked at him. "You're not really tan for have lived there." Stiles just gave a laugh. "Lots of sunscreen Scott. Lots of it. If you didn't. Walking round like a lobster." Stiles answered shaking his head slightly. Scott stayed silent now. The way Scarlet had said his name was familiar but he never met the girl. He thought back to the description Derek gave him of the girl he found. Dark long brown hair, brown eyes, small structure, about 5'9'. He wondered if this was the girl.

Allison and Stiles were talking, Stiles trying his best to talk girl but ended up straying to guns and crossbows, learning that she had a skill with shooting arrows. Scott took a picture when Stiles had turned his head to the side looking at the math room and pointed at it. Texting Derek it with 'is this who you saw? Name is Scarlet.' and pressed send. Stiles sighed and waited as the day went by. It was better than most days, Lydia and Danny talked to him and had decent conversations though he had to fake fashion talk with Lydia but able to talk computer and video games with Danny. As the day ended and he was walking out of the school heading towards where his jeep was parked, rubbing his temples. He was making a beeline to his jeep but didn't make it.

Being caught off guard was something he wasn't expecting. He heard a car accelerate into the parking lot, skid to a stop and was picked up rather easily and struggled against the person. "HEY! What do you think your doing! Let me go!" Stiles yelled at the person he couldn't see. Not many people were out yet and if they were to busy talking among themselves to notice a kidnapping. He was thrown into the car and shoved into the back seat. Coming face to face with Scott. "Dude! What the hell are you doing Scott?" Stiles shouted at him, slapping his hands away from his shoulders as he was pushing him back, while closing the car door. He stop struggling for a moment to look in the driver seat. "Derek?" He asked, looking between the two, he fell back into the seat as the car accelerated forward. Scott was keeping an eye on him. "You know kidnapping someone doesn't give a good impression you know." Stiles ground out, Scott held up Stiles' cellphone.

Stiles looked at it, than patted his pockets. "You fucking pickpocket! Give me my phone back!" Stiles exclaimed at Scott, reaching forward for his phone. Scoot growled and pulled the phone back. "This isn't your phone. It's Stiles' phone. Why do you have Stiles' phone?" Scott asked step siding being called a pickpocket. "Let me guess. You took the keys too." Stiles stated, Derek held the keys up and made the jiggle. "Oh come on! Are you serious!" Stiles exclaimed, throwing his hands up. "Where is Stiles?" Scott asked, staring him down. Derek pulled up to his house and parked the car. Scott moved and Derek grabbed Stiles' arm dragging him out of the camaro from the drivers side, dragging him to the house. Stiles yanked back but with this female body he couldn't ever challenge Derek's strength. "Where you gonna put me? Huh? You don't have no basement door to go and throw people down threw." Stiles said, still tugging at his arm.

He was going to have a bruise, he tried prying Derek's finger's from his arm but that didn't work either. "How do you know that?" Derek asked, turning on him making Stiles bump into his chest and stumble back. "Because I was here and helped!"Stiles exclaimed, punching Derek in the chest. "Now let me go." He said, so much for playing a game, he should have known Derek would resort to tough werewolf. "I've never seen you before in my life." Scott commented this, saying what Derek was thinking. "You have to Scott. Quiet being like sour wolf here. It doesn't make you look tough." Stiles said, tugging on his arm. Derek twisted Stiles arm behind his back and slammed his front into a near by wall. Stiles yelped out, a little in surprise and pain.

"What did you just say?" Derek growled out, Stiles could imagine his eyes glowing that bright electric blue. "Sour wolf! Damn it Derek, quit being all badass werewolf cause it didn't work after the millionth wall slam and it isn't working now!" Stiles exclaimed, the gripped on his arm tightened. "Ow, ow ow, okay, okay I get it you're pissed, you're pissed. Please just let go." Stiles pleaded, though he wouldn't have been pleaded like this before but this sort of given him a right. "I'll ask one more time." Derek warned, Stiles could tell Scott was listening intently. "Who. Are. You?" Derek growled out. "STILES! Damn it! I'm am STILES! Let me the fuck go now!" Stiles yelled at him, the grip loosened but he wasn't let go. "Stiles. Is a guy. Not a girl." Scott said, Stiles turned his head to glare at Scott. "No fucking duh! Don't you think I know that. But you try waking up yesterday morning finding out your body was turned into a fucking girl body!" Stiles told him, struggling against Derek again, who let go.

Stiles grabbed his arm and rubbed it, glaring at Derek and Scott. His hair was all over the place and shirt was a little off but other than that he didn't look to bad. Derek and Scott both wore faces of surprise, Stiles sighed and dropped his hands and his glare softened a bit. Scott stepped forward towards him, hand out as to see if it'd go through him. As if he were a ghost. "Is it really you?" Scott asked, Stiles grabbed his hand a shook it.

"Yeah, buddy. It's me." He replied, smiling his Stiles smile.

Whoa! Chapter 2. Don't expect one every day, but I will try to. So Der-bear and Scottie found out 'Scarlet' was Stiles. How will things play out now? So far I got three votes to Sterek. So if I don't get any votes to change it or if there are more towards it, whelp that would mean it would be Sterek. Review!

I know it's short. I was hoping for it to be longer too.