Ares's Pov

It was the next day and Stiles and I were walking towards the school together while holding hands.

I have to admit I was nervous, but as long as I've got Stiles and Scott by my side I know I'll be fine.

I was really worried about Scott because we left him in the woods alone. He called us early in the morning and told us what happened.

I felt extremely bad for leaving him on his own. Especially that late in the middle of the night.

"Ok, let's see this thing" Stiles smiled.

Scott let out a sigh before lifting his shirt, revealing a huge bandage that was around his wound.

It seemed really bad given that blood was already staining the bandage, as it was visible.

"Ooh" Stiles and I winced in unison.

"Yeah. Whoa!" Scott winced slightly as Stiles tried to touch the wound.

I gently hit Stiles's arm and held onto his hand as Scott let go of his shirt and grabbed his bag.

Just like that the three of us began walking in order to head inside the school building.

"It was too dark to see much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf" Scott said.

I raised an eyebrow at that while Stiles looked at him like he said something unreal.

"A wolf bit you?" Stiles asked.

"Uh huh" Scott nodded.

"No, not a chance" Stiles shook his head.

"I heard a wolf howling" Scott added.

"No, you didn't" Stiles chuckled as he shook his head.

"What do you mean, no, I didn't? How do you know what I heard?" Scott asked in slight annoyance.

"Because California doesn't have wolves, ok. Not in like 60 years" I spoke up.

"Really?" Scott asked, raising an eyebrow.

We stopped walking as Stiles and I stood in front of Scott, our hands still clasped together.

"Yes, really. There are no wolves in California" Stiles nodded.

"Alright, well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe me about when I tell you I found the body" Scott said.

My eyes widened while Stiles jumped back slightly as his own eyes widened.

"You...are you kidding me?" Stiles asked.

"No, man. I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for a month" Scott frowned as he shook his head in fear.

"Oh, god, that is freaking awesome" Stiles chuckled.

Scott and I shared a glance, we both let out exasperated sighs as we shook our heads.

Only someone like Stiles would find something like that awesome.

"I mean, this is seriously gonna be the best thing that's happened to this town since..." Stiles trailed off.

I yelped in surprise when he spun me around, wrapping his arm around my waist as he pulled me closer to his body.

Our chests were pressed together as my hands rested on his shoulders.

"Since the birth of the amazing Ares Archer" Stiles finished, smirking at me.

I blushed brightly at that, especially when I heard Scott laugh in amusement.

I smiled shyly at my boyfriend and pecked him on the lips before burying my face into his shoulder.

Stiles chuckled and kissed my head before we walked inside the building with Scott just as the bell rang.

We walked down the hallway before making our way into our english class. Stiles and I took our seats and we watched as Scott took his as well.

When everyone sat down the teacher handed out everyone a syllabus and went up to the board and began writing something down.

"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night" our teacher, Mr. Curtis, spoke.

Stiles and I glanced at each other before we looked over at Scott, the three of us sharing smiles.

"And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody" Mr. Curtis revealed. 

I choked on my own spit as I looked at Stiles, who looked just as surprised as me.

What does he mean that they have a suspect in custody? Who is it?

Mr. Curtis stopped writing on the board as he set the marker down and turned around to face us.

"Which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester" Mr. Curtis smiled tightly.

Everyone groaned while I sighed and shook my head and looked down at my syllabus.

As I was reading the syllabus the door opened and everyone looked up to see our Vice Principal walking in with a brunette by his side.

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome" he told us.

We all nodded and watched as he left the classroom and closed the door.

Allison shyly nodded at everyone as she walked over to the empty seat behind Scott.

I furrowed my eyebrows together when I saw Scott turn around after she sat down, smiling shyly as he handed her his pen.

"Thanks" Allison smiled politely at him.

Scott nodded and turned around, a satisfied smile plastered on his face.

Stiles and I shared a glance and we simply shrugged, but we did smile as we were happy for our friend.

"We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis, on page 133" Mr. Curtis said.

We all did as we were told. Time to begin class.

In The Hallway

When class was over Stiles and I were out of the room as quick as we could so we could put away our books.

After putting our books away we decided we'd wait for Scott by his locker since sometimes he likes to take his time.

I gasped slightly when Stiles gently pushed me so that my back was against the lockers.

I looked up at him and smiled and he smiled back at me.

I placed my hands on his hips as he placed both hands on my neck before pressing his lips onto mine.

I swear to god everytime we kiss it feels like sparks are flying and we're all giddy because we believe it's our first kiss when it really isn't.

Our kisses are special because we pour out all our love and passion into it.

We remind each other that no matter what happens we've got each others back. Always.

I moaned softly and quietly when Stiles deepened the kiss, I could feel him smirking.

Before things could get a bit heated, we heard a throat being cleared.

We pulled away from the kiss, panting heavily, and turned around to see Scott standing a few feet away from us.

His arms were crossed over his chest, his eyebrow was raised and he was tapping his foot impatiently.

He reminds me of Emerson when she caught Stiles and I making out in the kitchen.

"Really? You guys have to makeout in front of my locker?" Scott asked. 

"Yes" Stiles smiled, nodding his head.

I blushed bright red but smiled as I nodded my head too.

Scott rolled his eyes and gestured for us to step aside and we did just that, groaning in annoyance.

"Listen, you know I love you both and support your relationship. But, please keep the pda to a minimum" Scott begged.

"No promises, Scotty" I winked at him.

Stiles smiled and nodded, wrapping his arms around my waist as he kissed my cheek.

Scott rolled his eyes affectionately at us as he opened his locker and stuffed his books inside as he closed it.

He turned around and I furrowed my eyebrows when I saw him staring at something, or rather someone.

I turned around and saw him staring at the new girl, Allison, who was also staring at him.

She sent a smile to him and Scott sent her one back, it was a faint smile but still a smile.

The three of us watched as Lydia walked over to Allison and introduced herself to her, no doubt already making her her new best friend.

I rolled my eyes as Jackson came up from behind Lydia and looked away.

I have no problem with Lydia. She might be mean to others but she's nice to me.

Believe it or not we are friendly with each other, we're not friends, but still we're nice to each other and support each other in everything.

Harley, a girl that is in some of our classes, rolls her eyes and turns to us.

"Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes, and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique?" Harley asked.

I spared Allison a quick glance before shrugging his shoulders.

"Because she's hot. Beautiful people herd together" I replied.

"Then why aren't you over there with them?" Stiles asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I'm already fine with my friends over here. Especially my amazing boyfriend. Trust me, I'm happy where I stand" I smiled.

He smiled happily at me and kissed my cheek, causing me to laugh.

"Good that" Stiles smiled back.

"I swear to god you two give me, and everyone at this school, cavities" Harley sighed, her lips twitching slightly.

Scott snorted and nodded in agreement while Stiles and I shook our heads.

You would think that Lydia and Jackson is the couple everyone loves seeing together, given that they're the popular ones here.

But, no.

Because in reality Stiles and I are the couple everyone loves seeing together.

People here tend to gossip about almost everything. When word got out about Stiles and I dating everyone has been gossiping nonstop.

It's amusing but also annoying.

Especially when gossip can lead to rumors and I just don't have time nor patience to deal with whatever crap people start coming up with.

Stiles and I are forever and that's a promise.

After School

When school was over I made my way to the lacrosse field and made my way over to the bleachers and sat down.

I put my bag down and patiently waited for Stiles and Scott to head out.

I watched as Lydia and Allison made their way onto the bleachers and sat down themselves, right behind me.

Finally, when I saw them I beamed and waved at them.

Stiles beamed when he saw me and waved back. Scott chuckled at his actions before smiling at me.

I watched as Stiles and Scott spoke to one another before Stiles made his way over to the bench.

I grabbed my bag and hopped off the bench and sat down next to my boyfriend.

"Hey, babe" I smiled.

"Hey, my love" Stiles smiled.

I grabbed his arm and wrapped it around my shoulder, smiling when he kissed my cheek.

I watched with a small smirk when I saw Scott staring at Allison and she was staring back at him, smiling.

"McCall!" Coach yelled.

Scott turned around just in time to see coach walking towards him while throwing him the equipment.

"You're on goal" Coach said. 

"I've never played" Scott frowned slightly. 

"I know, scoring some shots will give the boys a confidence boost. It's a first day back thing. Get them energized, fired up" Coach grinned. 

He slapped him on the shoulder, making him flinch slightly.

"What about me?" Scott asked, looking a little scared. 

"Try not to take any in the face" Coach shrugged, lightly slapping his cheek.

Stiles snorted while I gently hit his shoulder while shaking my head.

"Let's go! Come on!" Coach yelled.

He was about to head back to the others but stopped when he saw me sitting with Stiles on the bench.

"Ares, my favorite guy. How are you?" Coach asked.

"I'm good, coach. And you?" I asked.

"I've been better. You and Stilinski are still going strong, right?" Coach asked.

He eyed Stiles when he said that, causing me to laugh while Stiles rolled his eyes.

"Of course we are. I'd never let him go, ever" Stiles sternly declared.

"Good. Because if you break his heart, I break your nose. Got it?" Coach asked, shooting him a deadly glare.

Stiles gulped and nodded quickly, causing me to laugh.

Coach nodded and waved at me before turning around and walking away.

I love Coach. He's my favorite.

He loves me too. After all, I'm his favorite.

I'm the only person he likes because I helped him a few years back and because of my good deed I earned my way into his good gracious.

Not just me, but Em too.

Since the bleachers wasn't too far from the bench, I was able to hear Allison and Lydia as they spoke to each other.

"Who is that?" Allison asked, not taking her eyes off Scott.

"Him? I'm not sure who he is. Why?" Lydia asked, looking at her new friend in confusion.

"He's in my English class" Allison replied.

I laughed, ignoring my boyfriends confused look, and turned around to look at the girls.

"That's Scott McCall" I replied to her question.

I looked over at Lydia and smiled at her and she smiled back at me.

Allison smiled shyly at me and nodded. I nodded and turned back around.

All of a sudden the whistle was blown.

I watched in confusion and concern when Scott let out a pained yell and clutched his ears with his hands.

I watched with wide eyes as the ball was thrown and hit Scott in the face, sending him to the ground.

Everyone started laughing, even coach, while Stiles and I frowned.

"Hey, way to catch with your face, McCall!" a random dude mockingly yelled.

That only increased everyone's laughter, as well as increasing mine and Stiles's annoyance.

Just as I was about to get up and yell at that asshole for disrespecting my friend, a rock was thrown at said asshole.

Everyone gasped and watched with wide eyes as the rock hit him in the face and he dropped to the ground.

At least he had his helmet on, so he didn't have to worry about a bloody face.

Everyone turned around to see who had hit him and their eyes widened, again.

While Stiles and I had proud smirks plastered on our faces.

There, in all her glory, stood my older sister.

Emerson Archer.

Or, as the guys and I call her, Em. It's shorter.

She wiped her hands using her jeans and looked down at the asshole she hit, a smirk appearing on her face when she saw him staring at her with fear.

"Sorry. I thought I saw a bug and thought I'd do you a favor" my sister replied.

When she looked up she bit her lip and slit her throat in a mocking gesture towards the other players with her finger.

She stepped over the asshole and walked down the field, ignoring all the guys staring at her in awe as their cheeks turned red.

Not just the guys, but some of the girls were staring at her the same way too.

Stiles and I laughed at that considering Em does have an affect on not only boys, but girls too. 

I shook my head before standing up and waving my hand in her direction in order to gain her attention.

"Em, over here!" I yelled.

My sister made eye contact with me and a smile appeared on her face.

She walked past coach, who grinned at her and nodded as she returned the gesture, and walked over to the bench.

I jogged over to her and when we met in the middle I hugged her tightly.

"Hello, little brother" Emerson smiled.

She hugged me back while placing a kiss to my head.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulder as we walked over to the bench.

"Hey, Stiles" Emerson smiled.

"Hey, Em. Good to see you" Stiles smiled back at her.

She ruffled her hair, causing him to playfully glare at her and swat her hand away from him.

I chuckled at their interaction before sitting back down next to Stiles, smiling as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

Emerson smiled at our interaction before sitting down at my other side.

"I'm glad you're here. We both are" I smiled.

"Of course. I managed to get a few good hours of sleep and I figured I would use my energy to come here and support you guys" Emerson explained.

Stiles and I grinned at her as she laughed softly.

We turned our attention back to the field so we could go back to watching Scott.

Nobody's Pov

Allison Argent watched with furrowed eyebrows as the unknown girl walked over to the boy that was in her english class.

She's never seen her before and she looks a little older than the rest of them.

"Who's that?" Allison asked.

Lydia turned to her new best friend and saw her looking at Emerson Archer.

"That? That's Emerson Archer, she's the older sister of Ares Archer. The one that told you who the goalie boy is" Lydia explained.

Allison blushed slightly at the mention of the boy that caught her attention before shaking her head.

"Does she go to school here? I've never seen her" Allison asked.

"No, Emerson graduated years ago. She's only allowed on the field since she's Ares's older sister and because the coach loves her" Lydia explained.

It's true.

Coach Finstock adores Emerson just like he adores Ares. He thinks of them as his children, not that he'd ever admit that out loud.

Plus, if he needs someone to put the boys in place, Emerson is the right person.

Oh, and Ares too, but the Emerson scares the boys more easily than her brother.

Allison hummed and nodded as she tore her eyes away from the older Archer sibling.

Her eyes landed onto Ares and Stiles. 

She saw them in the hallway. During their makeout session. 

It was wrong to stare, she knew that, but they were making out in a public area where everyone could see them so she can't take all the blame.

Not to mention their interactions, then and now, are really cute.

Stiles was currently brushing his nose against Ares a few times. His boyfriend obviously didn't mind as he simply laughed at Stiles, placing a couple of kisses to his nose and forehead.

"They make a cute couple" Allison softly smiled.

Lydia looked over at the couple herself and let a small soft smile appear on her face.

"They do. They're the couple that everyone loves or envies" Lydia said.

"How come? Aren't you and your boyfriend the power couple here?" Allison asked, confused.

She had a feeling that Lydia and Jackson are the popular ones, therefore they're the ones that everyone loves or envies.

Lydia tore her eyes away from the field to look at the brunette girl.

"Jackson and I aren't the power couple. That title belongs to Ares and Stiles" Lydia scoffed slightly.

Lydia had to admit that she was bitter that her and Jackson weren't labeled as the power couple.

She thought they would earn that title without any problem given who they are.

But, that obviously didn't happen, especially when Ares and Stiles's relationship was made public to everyone at school.

Their sweet gestures, the nicknames, the kisses they share.

Lydia hates that even she had to admit that they earned the title fair and square.

Their love is really stronger than anything.

Ares's Pov

The three of us watched as Scott stood back up from the ground and prepared himself for the other boys to throw their balls.

"Come on, Scott! Show them what you can do!" Emerson yelled.

Scott glanced in her direction and sent her a grateful smile.

Scott sees Emerson as the older sister he always wanted and he's glad that she's always there to support him whenever he needs it.

He turned his attention back to the game, or well practice, as the next guy got ready to throw the ball at him.

Mine and Stiles's eyes widen when the boy threw his ball at him and Scott caught it.

I took a glance at everyone that was present and they were all shocked, even coach was shocked himself.

Stiles and I were grinning widely while Emerson was smirking in satisfaction.

Scott caught four more balls after that and it's fair to say that everyone was shocked by the turn of events. Nobody could believe that he was doing so well.

However, tension grew when everyone saw that it was Jackson's turn.

I gripped onto Stiles's arm while he gently squeezed my thigh as Emerson sat at the edge of the bench.

Everyone held their breath when they saw Jackson running forward as fast as he could before tossing the ball in Scott's direction.

Everyone gasped when they realized that Scott managed to catch it.

It was silent for a good few seconds before everyone erupted into cheers.

Stiles and I jumped up from the bench and cheered the loudest, Emerson soon followed our lead.

Coach Finstock looked downright shocked yet pleased while the other players were either shocked or confused.

Or, well, in Jackson's case, angry.

Especially when Lydia, his own girlfriend, had stood up and cheered for Scott.

"That is our friend!" Stiles and I yelled in unison.

"Nice job, Scotty!" Emerson yelled.

Scott let out a breathless laugh before tossing the ball over to someone, who hesitantly caught it.

He then looked in our direction and nodded in satisfaction.

I looked over at Allison and saw her staring at Scott with a smile, admiration shown in her eyes.

Scott caught her eye and blushed slightly but the smile on his face never wavered.

Looks like someone really has gotten the attention of a girl.