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AALIYAH'S ROOM:

IT was the night after Aaliyah and Stiles had their mini sleepover.

Stiles, of course, had been his awkward yet respectful self, he didn't want to overstep any boundaries or insult her anyway.

The two ate, laugh and slept together.

Well not slept together, they slept in her bedroom, he stayed on the floor, despite her letting him know it was okay to stay in her bed.

He felt like he would be pressuring her if they stayed close, despite accidentally doing the same thing when he came to her house for the first time only a couple of weeks before.

Aaliyah kept denying that she liked stiles, mainly because he never said he had feelings for her to her face.

She believe she wouldn't get hurt that way and so far it was working.

The demigod was now in her room, just finished changing into her pyjamas and started sharpening her knives since they had dulled ever since she had stopped using them.

She had wanted to practice her skills over the weekend, believing that she had lost them since she had been in Beacon Hills.

She felt as if she wasn't living up to her family's expectations, so she knew she had to work extra hard.

Just as she was about to finish sharpening her final knife, but stopped due to her phone lighting up and vibrating.

Mischiefmanor🤫 is calling you...

"Hey Aaliyah Jones," Stiles slurred as soon as she picked up the phone. 

She was taken back by his state and put her phone on speaker, "Are you drunk?" she could hear muffled movements on his end of the call. She quickly put her knives away and moved over to her vanity station in her room.

"Wouldnt you like to know." he quipped and held up a bottle of Jack Daniels, even though she couldn't see.

He was laid out on the forest floor, next to his best friend, who was not intoxicated.

She hummed and started braiding her hair, putting it into four cornrows, "So definitely drunk." he giggled loudly, "Clifford the tanned Latino dog is there right?" she questioned, worried that he was alone and vulnerable.

It took him a while to respond until the realisation washed over him, "Yes Scott is here," he hissed when Scott's palm came in contact with his head.

"Good." that was one less thing she had to worry about.

She had heard from Allison that she broke up with Scott. Something that didn't surprise her, but she had to comfort the girl because she was an emotional wreck.

"You're so caring and sweet." he cooed, looking up at the moonlit sky, he ignored the amused expression that his best friend wore, "I have to tell you something, something mindblowing." he gesticulated almost hitting Scott in the face.

"Like inception?" she played along as she parted her hair.

"like inception level mind-blowing."

She didn't even realise she was smiling until she looked at the mirror in front of her, "Proceed."

He sucked in a deep breath, "I have a crush on a girl, she has soft hands and skin,  the curliest hair, pretty eyes, the prettiest eyes and her name begins with A." he listed with his hands. Scott was struggling not to laugh, still shocked that his best friend was confessing all of this, but the liquid courage helped.

Aaliyah gulped, "Go on." is he talking about me?

She could hear Scott chuckling in the background.

"But I think she likes someone else though." Stiles sighed sadly, feeling stupid about his unrealistic goals of ever getting with his crush.

She furrowed her brows, "Who?"

"Someone who isn't me, but it's okay," he shrugged sadly, "I'll suffer in silence." he hiccuped as he took another sip of the bottle before Scott took it away and had a sip for himself.

Aaliyah squinted her eyes at her phone, "I think she likes you Stiles, but doesn't want to admit her feelings." she shakily placed down her comb after finishing her final cornrow.

"So she suffers in silence like me?"

She bowed her head, feeling nervous despite him not being able to see, "Exactly."

"But she is too beautiful to do that, amazing, cool and she reminds me of my first ever crush," he said ecstatically.

"Who?" she got up from her chair and made her way over to her bed, moving her pillows to the side and getting into her sheets.

Stiles bashfully smiled as he recollected, "Storm from Xmen, she has powers like her." her heart swelled as he drunkenly spoke, "shhh don't tell her I told you that she has powers or reminds her of Storm because I think she might think it's like racist but I promise it's not." he whispered into his phone, hoping his best friend couldn't hear, forgetting that he was a werewolf.

Aaliyah giggled and blushed, "Storm is hot."

He placed his hand on his heart, "I have a crush on teen storm, I'm living the dream and I even started watching the vampire diaries with her and I'm actually enjoying it but don't tell her."

She bit down on her bottom lip, "I won't but you need to Drink some water, Stiles." she pulled out from under her pillow her bonnet and put it on, making sure that her hair was neatly tucked away, even though the satin fabric would fall off in the middle of the night.

Stiles pouted and shuffled around, "Call me mischief, that's what my crush calls me."

She shook her head with a smile on her face, she then responded,  "Okay Mischief," he screamed in excitement startling the two supernatural's.

"I'm gonna go now AJ." he ran a hand over his face and tried to grab the Jack Daniels bottle but it was taken away by Scott.

"Okay, night mischief."

"Nighty night beautiful."

When she ended the call, she stared up at her ceiling in complete shock, "Holy shit, he has a crush on me."

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SCHOOL HALLWAY:

"It's weird. Everyone's talking about what happened the other night. And nobody knows it was us." Allison said as they all started walking through the school.

She still couldn't get over the events of their 'night of terror', as she liked to call it.

Many things changed for her that night, but she couldn't put them into words.

Lydia hummed, "Thank you for the protection of minors."

"And the fact we didn't do anything wrong," Aaliyah added.

"Well apart from making an explosive."

"Something I was banned from making." she narrowed her eyes at Allison, who raised her hands in defence.

"Guys, do you think I made the wrong decision?" The Argent girl asked randomly.

Lydia looked her up and down briefly, "About that jacket with that dress? Absolutely." she said rudely, not liking the outfit her friend was wearing.

She of course liked her outfit and the one that her best friend was wearing since they had planned them out the night before.

Aaliyah wanted to agree but she stopped herself, so she shoved the Martin girl, "don't be a bitch, she's talking about Scott."

Before Allison could speak, Lydia cut in, "Hello? Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead. He's lucky we're not pressing charges, or making him pay our therapy bills."

She was still struggling with the fact she was trapped in the school with a murderer, let alone the fact of how awful her boyfriend was treating her.

Allison then turned to Aaliyah who shrugged, trying to find the right words to say,   "I don't mind Scott, he can be kinda dopey, but you two did seem sweet together, he just made a dumb mistake."

The Jones girl tried to not puke after speaking, finding her words extremely cringy and wholesome.

Although now she was thinking about it, she wished that she had made a bet with Derek about the downfall of Allison and Scott.

Because she predicted that this would happen, a horrible prediction but oh well.

"Don't listen to Liyah, she is practically in love with Stiles so her opinion is biased." Lydia scoffed, then laughed at the expression on her face as did Allison.

"I don't know the meaning of the word love, go away and no I don't like stiles," she lied through her teeth. This is why I don't defend people, she thought

"Sure," Lydia said sarcastically.

Aaliyah pinched the bridge of her nose, "I only have crushes on fictional characters and you know that.." the girls laughed harder at her excuse.

"You were holding his hand the other night," Allison mentioned.

"He slept over at your house."

"He stares at you like you're the only person in the room."

"He would throw himself under a horse for you."

Aaliyah scoffed loud enough for them to stop them, "What is he? A suffragette," she joined in on their laughter, "and I doubt he would do that for me," she muttered. no one would.

Lydia frowned, reached out and grabbed her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze, "Do you have a crush on him?"

She didn't like Stiles, it was obvious but she was willing to give him a chance, a very small, minuscule chance for her best friend, even though it caused her physical pain.

"Kind of I guess." Aaliyah nodded slowly.

"Eww," Lydia cringed,

Allison nudged the strawberry blonde and then offered the Jones girl a warm smile, "that's so cute." she was internally screaming, knowing she won the bet with her... ex-boyfriend. I miss Scott.

"But it's weird, I haven't had a boyfriend before," Aaliyah mumbled.

Allison stared at her in shock, "How?" she thought that she was one of the prettiest girls in school and one of the most popular.

Lydia pursed her lips and nodded, "I know right, I've tried setting her up with many boys and girls and she has said no."

Before Allison could speak up, Aaliyah cut in, "Can we stop talking about this now?" she readjusted her bag on her shoulder,  "we have a test to do or are you forgetting?" her eyes darted between the two, pulling away from them and slowly walked backwards.

"You can't just ignore the problem," Lydia yelled at her best friend.

"Yes, I can."

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SCHOOL PARKING LOT:

Stiles had asked Aaliyah to meet her outside before the end of the day.

He also asked Scott to ask her if she liked him, but she, fortunately, met him first.

Aaliyah leaned against her car, wearing a concerned expression as she stared at Stiles, "Your smile is scaring me." He had not stopped grinning since he had seen her.

"I made first line." He exclaimed ecstatically waving his arms around.

"Oh my god," she threw her arms around him, he froze, but quickly recovered, his arms encircled her waist, "I'm proud of you." She mumbled into his chest.

She was glad that he was no longer a bench warmer and was actually happy she could cheer for him as well as Danny and Jackson.

He rested his head in the crook of her neck, "Thank you." His heart fluttered as he tightened his grip on her, "and if Coach is near call me Biles."

She laughed and scrunched up her face as begrudgingly pulled away, "I'm not even gonna ask why." she shook her head as a smile morphed on her lips.

She had only seen him in practice a few times and he wasn't awful, so she couldn't wait to see him play in an actual game.

"Thank you." He readjusted his bag as a crooked smile etched its way onto his face.

The hands found one another, sending a familiar shock through their bodies.

"Why did you and Scott run out of the test?"

He paused his movements as he remembered what happened, "He had a panic attack."

He knew they both had to make up the test, but at the moment all he was thinking about was making sure that his best friend was okay and most importantly, making sure that he didn't turn in front of everyone.

She frowned, "Oh. I hate those."

His eyebrows rose in shock, "You've experienced them before?"

After his mother died, he commonly had asthma attacks that were usually brought on by panic attacks.

"Sadly yes." She admitted uncomfortably.

"Same."

She cocked her head to the side, "What have you done to stop them?"

She had tried many methods, breathing into a paper bag, counting down from ten and listing things she could see, but most of the time they were ineffective.

He shrugged, "Well nothing has really slowed them down." He ran his thumb over her hand.

Suddenly a light bulb went off in her head, "What about reciting your favourite Star Wars movies in order?"

He stared at her with an awe-filled expression, "your amazing." He said in a daze.

She huffed out a laugh and shook her head, "No I'm not."

He frowned and stepped closer, "You are." His eyes didn't leave hers as he stared down. She's perfect.

She went to respond but before she could her phone vibrated, she dropped his hand and pulled out the device, missing the sad expression on Stiles' face.

Scotty🐺
Meet me in coach's office.
Seen

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FOOTBALL FIELD:

Aaliyah had just finished her cheer practice, she had quickly said goodbye to her teammates and rushed onto the other side of the field, where the Lacrosse players were.

As she was walking up the field, she noticed her best friend readjusting her outfit and her hair.

The Strawberry blonde seemed flustered and her lipstick was slightly smudged.

"Hey Liyah, you look cute in your uniform," Lydia gestured to her cheer attire, a smirk was on her face as she kept glancing over to the field.

She used to want to be a cheerleader until she realised how much energy she would have to use, which was a bit nono for her.

The Demigod wore a blank expression, "Please tell me you didn't just kiss Scott."

"No, I have no clue what you mean." she tried playing innocent but Aaliyah could see the panic in her eyes.

"Lydia, stop messing around, did you?"

Lydia was taken back that her best friend wasn't using her nickname, "It was just a little kiss." she cringed at her excuse.

She didn't mind the intense kiss she shared with Scott, passion and lust flowed between them as they had their moment in a secluded classroom.

"Sure." Aaliyah tossed her head back in annoyance.

"Hey don't judge me, he's actually a good kisser." Lydia surprisingly didn't feel guilty for cheating on Jackson.

The two had been in a rocky relationship for years and even though they acted as if they were perfect, they both knew they weren't.

"What about Allison," Aaliyah asked, reminding the girl about their other friend, "isn't she your new best friend?" she mocked, remembering what the strawberry blond said on the first day of school.

Aaliyah did feel like her relationship with Allison was getting stronger, but she was still worried about her family.

Lydia felt a tinge of guilt at the mention of the Argent girl, "Hey, I know he tried kissing you." she deflected.

She remembered seeing the scowl on Scott's face after her best friend swerved his advances.

"Yes, and I threatened to chop his balls off." the two share a small laugh.

"Look at you being loyal to that loser." Lydia playfully nudged her but was met with a glare, making her raise her hands in defence.

"Lydia." Aaliyah snapped, she wasn't amused in the slightest. The weather was getting colder as was her body, she wished she had her jacket, but it was currently in the girl's locker room.

The day was going well for the girl, she felt as if she passed her test and maintained her GPA, sadly couldn't be the same for Stiles or Scott because they both ran out of the room.

"What?" Lydia huffed, "Allison isn't with Scott anymore. And are we forgetting what happened the night we were getting chased by killer Derek, Jackson was comforting her a lot and she didn't seem to care about my feelings."

She and Jackson hadn't spoken about that night, they had barely spoken at all. He had returned to his cold and arrogant self.

She had no clue why.

She didn't know if being trapped in an empty shell relationship, was worth her social status in school.

"Jesus Christ." Aaliyah sighed and spared a glance to the field, noticing how the aura changed, she felt the anger radiate from Scott despite how far away he was.

Because it was the night of the full moon, it was clearly affecting him.

Luckily for demigods, they were not controlled or made vulnerable by the sun or the moon.

Lydia's lips curved up into a smirk, "No harm done."

"Well..."

"You aren't gonna tell her are you?"

Aaliyah furrowed her eyebrows, "God's no," Lydia gave her an appreciative smile, " you know I wouldn't snitch on you," she paused, "but karma will bite you in the ass."

"Oh well, it was worth it."

"You're a mess."

"We are both messes."

They both turned to hear Danny let out a strangled cry, as he flew to the ground, tumbling over as he groaned.

His helmet ended up, snapping apart in a different direction.

Aaliyah's jaw parted in shock when she saw Scott with an evil glint in his eyes.

"These wolves will be the death of me." She muttered under her breath, so Lydia couldn't hear.

But before the scene got worse, the two ran over along with the rest of the team to help Danny.

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"Scott kissed you?" Stiles yelled with wide eyes.

Danny had just been taken to the hospital to get checked out and practice was finished earlier than usual.

Aaliyah rolled her eyed, "He tried," her words made him let out a sigh of relief, "but I threatened to cut him and he went away."

"Thank god." he placed a hand over his heart.

She hummed, "Well not before he told me that he said that you said I was a bratty, obnoxious bitch who was overbearing and a waste of space." she recited the words that Scott told her.

"What?!" he yelled again, she hushed him and pulled him around the corner away from the crowd of leering lacrosse players.

She didn't care how it might've looked, especially since she was still in her cheer uniform and he hadn't changed out of his lacrosse one.

She wanted to mention that he looked cute but she knew now wasn't a good time.

"Relax, I know you didn't say that." she raked her hand threw her hair.

He squinted his eyes, "But he still said that to you, are you okay?!" he placed a hand on her shoulder, slowly rubbing it up and down her arm, causing a flutter to go through her stomach.

He couldn't believe Scott would ever say something as awful to a girl like Aaliyah.

He trusted Scott, but the fact that his best friend had also tried to kiss her, made it very hard for him to not lose his cool.

She waved him off, "I'm used to insults Stiles and I know it's a full moon."

"But you shouldn't be used to them." his hand left her arm and moulded into hers, "especially someone like you."

"It's okay," she whispered and bashfully looked down, away from his gaze. I hate that he makes me feel like this. Feelings are disgusting.

He hastily shook his head, "It's not, I'm sorry." he squeezed her hand. Oh my god her hands are so soft.

"Thanks," she mumbled.

His eyes didn't leave her face as he harshly gulped, "H-how did you know I wouldn't say something like that?" he hated himself for stammering, but he just couldn't help it.

She merely glanced up at him, "One, it's the full moon, two, Boys usually say crude things when they get rejected," she inhaled deeply before continuing, "and three, I know you have a crush on me." she blurted out and she felt his body tense.

His eyes widened and his lips parted in shock, "What, how?" he took a small step back.

"You called me last night." a small smile appeared on her face, remembering the words he spoke.

Embarrassment filled his body, "Oh crap," he hide his face in his hands. His head still pounded from the night before.

He never wanted to drink again.

She bopped his nose, "It's cute you think I'm like Storm." she rocked on her feet.

His heartbeat increased, and he parted his fingers so he could stare at her, "I didn't mean it in a-"

"Racist way I know, but thanks, I loved Storm." she grinned and pulled his hands away from his face. She couldn't look away from his eyes, as she found solace in them. She didn't realise how many times they had been caught up in the moment and just stared at one another. It wasn't creepy or weird, but just tranquil.

He recoiled in his stance, feeling so stupid and foolish, "So is it gonna be uncomfortable now that you know I like you?" he asked timidly, making her frown and shook her head.

"Of course not."

"Really, why?"

"Because you're growing on me." she playfully popped his nose, his eyes practically bulged out of his head.

"What?"

She grinned, "Bye Mischief." she waved him goodbye, "I'll keep an eye out for the teen wolf." she strolled away and made her way towards the girls changing room, leaving him in shock.

His mouth was gaping, "What just happened?"

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JONES RESIDENCE:

Before Aaliyah arrived home, she had checked on Danny. He had revealed that his injuries were minor and he would be backed to playing in no time.

She was grateful to hear the news, especially since that was one less thing for her to worry about. As well as that, she had found out that Scott escaped Stiles' handcuffs and had been running throughout town, like the alpha himself. Luckily for him, he wasn't caught by the Argents due to a certain Hale wolf resurfacing and saving him.

"So Derek is alive?" Aaliyah asked Stiles as she leaned against her front door. He stood in front of her, underneath the moonlit sky that was slowly moving away.

It had been a long night for the boy, she could see the surfacing bags under his eyes, as the stars twinkled down on them. Perhaps I should've come with him, she wondered, feeling guilty that he was by himself.

"At least you didn't kill him." Stiles responded shuffling closer to her, "You aren't capable of murder." she winced at his confident tone.

"You don't know that anyone could be." most of my family is, it's only a matter of time for me. She thought.

He cocked his head to the side as his brows furrowed, "Do you think I am?"

"With the right motivation."

"Or if I get possessed." he joked, making her smile slightly.

She chuckled, "I don't doubt that."

"It sounds kinda cool." he started playing with his fingers, fiddling and cracking down on them. He had thought of all things that would happen to him, whether he could die at a young age if he would be bitten by a werewolf, or even be inhabited by a mystical demon. But he knew the idea of it would be better than it actually happening.

"Of course, you think that." she teased, "I would hate that." she didn't even want to consider that happening.

"When we cross that bridge, we'll talk about it," he replied with a crooked grin, she mirrored his expression.

"Okay." she nodded.

"Okay."

The two stood in uncomfortable silence, luckily her skin was covered in a light blue sweatsuit, so the breeze didn't affect her, although goosebumps did cover her hands.

The moon perfectly illuminated her features, from her eyes to her nose to her lips. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, so when she blinked and an eyelash fell and landed on her cheek he noticed. She flinched slightly when he brushed it away with his fingers.

A red tinge threatened to appear over her face, so looked away and cleared her throat, breaking him out of his trance.

He quickly retracted his hands and glued them to his sides, she suppressed her smile, "So about me liking you-"

"I like you too stiles," she exclaimed, making him freeze.

His jaw was on the floor, "What?" I must have heard wrong.

"I like you," she repeated slowly, leaning forward, making sure he could hear every word.

He blinked rapidly, "Like a friend or a classmate or?"

"Like-like." she giggled, god we sound like middle schoolers.

"Really?" he screeched, making her jump back. He quickly looked around, scared that her neighbours could hear. His heart was practically beating out of his chest, he needed someone to pinch him.

She playfully rolled her eyes, "Yes, is that so hard to believe?"

"Yes." he nodded ecstatically, "can you pinch me, to make sure I'm not dead or in some alternative universe ple-" he yelped when she pinched his arm. "Okay, this is real." he started pacing up and down her porch, he ran his hand over his face and began mumbling to himself.

She watched for 30 minutes him having an extra central crisis, he frequently checked his heartbeat and rubbed his eyes over and over again. Aaliyah had gotten tired of standing so she sat down and leaned her head against the door.

She was scared that he would go into shock or something worse.

"Mischief," her voice caused him to stop mid-stride, she slowly got up from the ground and opened her door, "Umm do you want to come in, so we can talk?"

"Y-yeah, I would."

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a/n:

I wasn't gonna let Scott kiss, Aaliyah, because why would I, so I just let him go after Lydia instead because it was more about the full moon controlling his inner wolf instead of him being logical.

also, Aaliyah wouldn't snitch on Lydia to Allison, so obviously Scott will tell Allison about the kiss.

aaliyah is definitely being more upfront about her feelings and now she and stiles are going in the right direction.

wasn't a fan of this chapter, I feel like it was so dry.

did you like the ending?