☾ 𝐻𝑜𝓉 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈 & 𝒮𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝒮𝓂𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 ☽

𝙆𝙖𝙞'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

Stiles and I wait with Scott by his locker as he watches longingly as Allison talk to Lydia. A girl in our class comes over 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?" She poses the question, sounding very annoyed. Rude much?

"Because she's hot." Stiles answers honestly. "Beautiful people herd together." He shrugs, gazing at Lydia.

"Why, you wanna join?" I fire back, sticking up for Allison. I can't imagine moving to a new school in the second semester, little long being talked about already. The girl just blinks before walking away. I turn back to the boys. "You two look pathetic." I snort. Stiles only huffs at me as the bell rings. Finally!! My favorite part of the day has arrived.

Lacrosse practice.

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I relish in the fresh air as we make our way out to the field, the boys last to change into their gear.

"But if you play, I'll have no one to talk to on the bench." Stiles complains to Scott, not letting Scott's plan go. This is gonna be painful to watch.

"You have Kai." Scott gestures to me.

"Yeah, hello?" I wave my hands around. "What am I? Chopped liver?"

"She's always too busy yelling at the game." He protests.

"Hey, I'm right here." I huff, but whatever, it's true. I get fired up, what can I say? The refs usually suck.

"And it's true." Stiles looks at me mockingly before turning back to Scott. "Are you really gonna do that to your best friend?"

You know I could trip him right now and not even blink an eye. Just saying.

"I can't sit out again. My whole life is sitting on the sidelines." Scott says, dropping his bag down by the bench. "This season, I make first line."

I pretend to wipe fake tears. "You will be missed, Scottie."

"Thank you, Kai." He smiles.

I hold up a finger. "When you get killed for attempting first line. Then Stiles will be stuck with me on the bench-" I turn to Stiles with wide eyes. "Forever." Stiles snaps his head to Scott with a pleading look. I snicker.

"Oh-ugh, see what you're leaving me with here, Scott." He motions to me offendedly.

Scott laughs at us before walking off, but Coach yells at him that he's on goal. WHAT! He's never been goalie...

"Uh oh." I slide onto the bench next to Stiles. "This isn't gonna be good." As I scan the field I see Scott moving his head all around like a crazy person. I plant my face in my hands. "Oh boy." I mutter.

The first person in line throws their shot as Scott as he's still... doing whatever he's doing, and knocks him to the ground.

"Hey, way to catch with your face, McCall!" One of the boys yells out.

"Hey, shut it!" I jump to my feet, shouting back. Stiles yanks me back down as he makes a 'yikes' face. "Ugh, I can't watch!" I cringe.

The second player in line runs toward Scott and throws. I squeeze my eyes shut, opening them last minute and almost fall backwards. He caught it! He caught it?

Everyone in line breaks their necks to get a look and Stiles does a double take. "Yeah!" He cheers. I look down towards Coach and he looks shocked as well. Okay, okay, here we go, third guy's up.

The ball makes a b-line for the net anddd... oh my gosh! Scott caught it again.

"Woah!" Stiles yells.

What is happening? Am I dreaming? I pinch myself on the arm real quick just to make sure. Scott then catches the next ball, and the next, and the one after that.

The moment is short-lived when I see Jackson cut his way to the front of the line, slamming his arm into the next guy's chest to stop him. He takes off towards Scott and it's like he runs in slow motion. Oh gosh. I start to flinch away as he rears his arm back and fires...

Bam! It lands in Scott's net. Hell yeah!

Stiles jumps up hollering and I cheer as loud as I can.

"That's our friend!" Stiles yells out to the crowd. I turn around to find everyone on their feet cheering for him, even Lydia. Wow.

Scott then throws the ball behind his back to one of the assistant coaches and it lands right in his net. My eyes widen. How on earth did my asthmatic, uncoordinated best friend just pull that off??

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My feet splash into the cold creek water we're crossing as Scott, Stiles, and I make our way through the woods after practice. I wanted to go home and take a nap but Scott lost his inhaler last night in the midst of... his chaotic night. Now my shoes, socks, and feet are soggy and freezing. And I'm hungry.

"Tell us again how you became Superman out there?" I ask Scott, replaying it over and over again in my head.

"I don't know what it was. It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball." He explains his miraculous performance from not even an hour ago. "And that's not the only weird thing." He continues. "I can hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear. Smell things."

"Scott, are you drunk?" I ask seriously. Stiles turns to me shaking his head. "What? It was an honest question." I shrug, glancing at Scott warily. "High perhaps?"

"Smell things? Like what?" Stiles ignores my questions.

"Like the Mint Mijito gum in your pocket." Scott turns to him.

"Stiles! I just asked if you had gum on the way here!" I gripe.

"I don't! I don't have any Mint Mojito..." He pauses as he feels inside his jacket, and sure enough, pulls out two pieces.

"Ooo, give me." I quickly grab one while Stiles looks at him strangely.

"So all this started with a bite." Stiles says as we keep moving.

"What if it's like an infection, like my body's flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?" Scott begins to panic. Pff, that can't happen... Can it?

Stiles nudges me and nods towards Scott with a smirk. Ah, I love twin telepathy. I grin.

"You know what? I actually think I've heard of this." Stiles starts off, very serious.

"Mhmm, me too."

"It's a specific kind of infection."

"Oh yes, very serious."

Scott spins around. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Stiles and I say at the same time.

"I think it's called lycanthropy." Stiles explains. Oh my god, this is too fun. I tilt my head to Scott with a very serious expression.

"What's that? Is that bad?" He rushes out, completely clueless.

"Oh, yeah. It's the worse." Stiles shakes his head.

"Terrible." I nod.

"But only once a month." Stiles continues.

"Once a month?" Scott doesn't understand.

"Not a period." I point at him.

"Mhmm. On the night of the full moon." Stiles confirms. We howl in sync.

Scott smacks Stiles in the chest and pushes my arm as we crack up.

"Oh, Scott!" I bend over in laughter, my ribs straining. "You make it too easy."

Stiles hold his hands up. "Hey, man. You're the one who heard the wolf howling." I laugh again, I can't breathe!

"Hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me." Scott snaps at us.

"I know! You're a werewolf!" Stiles exclaims, fake growling.

"Ooo, you're gonna be like the next Peter Parker!" I gasp excitedly. Wolves are much better than spiders I must say, no offense Spidey.

Scott glances back at us with a sigh, unamused. My shoulders deflate, he's really worried.

"Okay, obviously we're kidding." Stiles chuckles.

"Yeah, sorry Scott. We're just having our fun." I say gentler.

"But if you see me or Kai in shop class trying to melt all the silver we can find it's cause this weekend's a full moon." Stiles tells him. Oh my gosh, that's not helpful!

"Stiles." I shove him as Scott comes to stop, looking around.

"No. I-I could have sworn this was it." He stampers. I look at him puzzled before kicking around some leaves to look. How can he even tell? It all looks the same to me. "I saw the body, the deer came running." He gestures his hand around, replaying the events. He crouches down while Stiles looks around. "I dropped my inhaler..."

"Maybe the killer moved the body." Stiles offers. I blink rapidly and turn to him slowly. "What?" He shrugs. I swear he's not all there.

"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler." Scott says. I let out a laugh. "Those things are like eighty bucks."

"What! That's ridiculous. Just breath." I throw out.

"Thank you, Kai, I've never thought of that." Scott replies. I think we're rubbing off on him.

"I mean for eighty bucks..." I trail off as Stiles jumps causing me to jump. He hits Scott on the back and juts his head behind us. I turn around and jerk back, clutching my chest. There's two guys just standing there... One looks to be our age and the other a little older. Uh, how long have they been there? Scott quickly stands up straight.

The older guy starts walking towards us while the other one stays back. "What are you doing here?" He snaps.

"Uhh, hmm." I open and then quickly shut my mouth. Now's probably not the time for one of my comments. Stiles rubs the back of his head nervously. "Huh?" The guy asks when none of us answer. The one behind him looks like he's laughing to himself as he shifts from one foot to the other. The one interrogating us is wearing a black leather jacket and isn't bad looking, I feel like he could use some facial hair or something, but the other one in a black hoodie is hot.

Kai, that is so not the point right now, what if they try to kill us?! It is two on three but our odds don't seem as good...

"Uh, sorry, man, we didn't know." Stiles finally speaks up.

"Yeah, we were just looking for something, but..." Scott pauses as the older one raises his eyebrows, waiting, and the one behind him clears his throat and crosses his arms. "Forget it." Scott snaps.

Leather jacket throws something at Scott so fast I can't see what until Scott catches it and looks. Wow. Well, I guess I shouldn't be surprised he caught that after the practice he had, but I'm still shocked. I peak around Stiles. Oh, it's his inhaler.

"You're welcome." The other one snaps, finally speaking. Ooo, even his voice is hot. Deeper, kinda gravely, leather jacket's is more assertive.

Leather jacket turns on his heel and they start to take off. Stiles mouth falls into the shape of an 'o' as black hoodie briefly glances over his shoulder before they're out of sight.

"All right, come on, guys, I gotta get to work." Scott sighs, finally looking away.

"Dude." Stiles stops him. "That was Derek Hale."

"Which one?" I ask.

"The one that threw Scott's inhaler. You guys remember, right? He's only like a few years older than us." Stiles says. "I can't remember the other one's name, he never went to school with us."

"Remember what?" Scott asks and I nod with him.

"Their family. They all burned to death in a fire, like, ten years ago." Stiles explains. My eyes widen. Oh my gosh, that's right! The Hale Fire.

"I thought it was more like five or six." I correct him.

"Close enough." Stiles huffs, rolling his eyes.

"I wonder what they're doing back?" Scott wonders out loud. Me too.

How come the other one was never in school with us? Because Scott's right, I don't remember any Hale's our age.

Stiles makes a sound, not knowing. "Come on." He starts the long trek back to the Jeep as Scott and I look in the direction the Hale boys left one last time.

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𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

"Well, he looks fine to me." I groan as Derek and I head back towards the house, if it can even be called that anymore.

"I know." Derek sounds distant, thinking.

We found the kid who got bit, with some other guy and girl too. All looked completely scared shitless when Derek and I approached them. Ha, good. And he looked useless. No muscle, no size.

"Now we need to keep an eye on him." Derek .

I scoff. "We?"

"Yes, we, who else am I talking to?"

"I'm not helping with that problem." I shake my head, chuckling. "I didn't bite him."

"Well, you don't have much of a choice, do you?" Derek turns to me.

"I only said I'd come with you to help find Laura's killer, that's it." I remind him.

"Where else would you have gone?" Derek raises his eyebrows, waiting.

I stare back him for a moment before rolling my eyes. "No where." I sigh. Why does he always have to be right? "You're a pain the ass."

"Yeah? You're a bigger one." He grins widely.

"Yeah, yeah." I roll my eyes.

Ever since I was a kid it's always been just be me and Derek. Laura checking in occasionally. After the, um... fire, we didn't have much a choice.

"Come on." I snap out of it. "I'm hungry." I say, pulling out my sage and lighter.

He sighs. "You're always hungry, and I wasn't done."

I shrug, spinning on my heel. "Well I am, let's go." I inhale the smoke before taking off.

"Fine, cause you're gonna hate what I have to say next..." He warns, following shortly behind.

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Author's Note: Grayson being a hot mystery>>>>

I NEED more scenes of him and Derekkkk ASAPPPP!!!

Also, Kai's thoughts of just how much she's fed up with Stiles, lmao, I love them.

Hope y'all enjoyed <3

Updated Author's Note: Okay, I'm so happy with what I added into Grayson and Derek's scene, yay!! I just felt it was lacking a little, but I love it now. Also, Freddie has so many smoking scenes from Fate: Winx and Grayson smoking just makes sense to me, so I thought it'd be cool if he smoked sage and like natural stuff since he's a werewolf lol, that just made sense to me idk hahaha.