Stiles Stilinski ~
"The worst feeling is loving someone when you know they already love someone else"
Cassandra changed a lot since the boys had last seen her but little do they know she's also got her head deep into the supernatural world. When C...
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•The Lockers•
Word count 1250
"Jackson did what?" Lydia asked her blonde haired friend in disbelief. "Stole my clothes." Cassandra huffed as she slung her cheer bag over her shoulder. Lydia scoffed as the two girls walked out of the locker room. Stiles was awkwardly waiting outside the door causing Lydia to laugh. His eyes landed on the two girls before awkwardly waving at them. "Hey beautiful ladies." Stiles stutters as he nearly falls over. "Never utter those words again." Lydia tells him sharply. Cassandra laughs as Lydia walks away from the two of him. Stiles took a deep breath as he stared at the girl standing there in his clothes. They were basically falling off her body due to how small she was compared to him.
"I was thinking maybe you could come over so we can try and figure out what's going on with you?" Stiles asks her nervously. "Yeah.... I've been to your house like a million times." Cassandra replies playfully. Stiles nods his head as he walks next to the girl. "Don't you have to give Scott a ride?" Cassandra asks him playfully. Stiles nods his head in realization as he quickly runs into the guys locker room.
He had been completely focused on Cassandra he forgot about Scott. Cassandra waited outside the door for him as she looked down at her hands. They kept looking more and more like death and feeling even worse. She had no clue what kind of supernatural creature she was but she knew Stiles would figure it out. He always did. Cassandra heard the locker room door open causing her to look up expecting to see Scott and Stiles. She internally screamed as Jackson walked out of the locker room. He took one look at her and started laughing. "Fuck off." She told him sharply as she leaned against a random locker. He slammed his hand on the locker next to her head and pinned her body to the locker. She felt nervous as he towered over her.
"Here's the thing....I don't work for things or chase after them.... but you.... you are something special and I want you and I always get what I want." Jackson said to her in a low tone. He looked down at her hands causing his eyes to widen. "Are you a werewolf?" He asked her sharply. She gave him a confused look as she laughed. "Was that a serious question?" She asked him in disbelief. He tightened his jaw as he slammed his hand against the locker causing her to flinch. "I'm not fucking joking right now!" Jackson yelled at her. "Well.... I'm not a werewolf and I'm pretty sure they don't exist." She replied as anger entered her voice. Jackson looked her up and down before taking a step away from her.
"Then what the hell is wrong with your arms?" He asked her sharply. "I told you... just a weird illness." She mumbled under breath. Jackson laughed as he grabbed the girls arm and dug his nails into her body hoping to inflict pain on her. She winced in pain as he stared at her. "Don't lie to me... there's something going on with you and I'm going to figure it out." He says sharply as he continues to dig his nails into her arm. She screamed as the stabbing pain was heightened. Jackson's smile fell as he noticed the veins in her arm stating to fade. He gave her a confused look but before he had time to do anything the lockers behind him were falling down on top of him. The row of lockers seemed to move on their own as they started to crush the boy underneath them. Cassandra opened her eyes after zoning out for a hot second to hear Jackson screaming for help. Scott quickly sprinted out of the locker room and his eyes landed on Jackson being crushed by the lockers. Scott quickly lifted the lockers off of him as Jackson continued to scream. Stiles gave Cassandra a concerned look before looking down at her hands that no longer looked like death.
"What the hell? How did you?" Jackson yelled breathlessly as he stared at Cassandra in disbelief. Cassandra just gave Stiles a scared look. She had never moved anything bigger than a tissue box and it was scaring her. "Wow the school needs to buy sturdier lockers am I right? Well Jackson... you look alright to me... we have a huge bio test to study for so we will be on our way." Stiles says playfully as he grabs Cassandra's arm and leads her away from Jackson. Jackson just stared at the girl in disbelief. There was no denying he thought the girl was hot but now he was even more intrigued by how she could cause a row of lockers to crush him without touching them.
Scott quickly followed behind the two as they walked out of the school. "I told you to not use your powers in front of people!" Stiles yelled at Cassandra. "I can't exactly control them." Cassandra replied sharply. Stiles sighed as they all got into his jeep. He started the car and started driving to his house. "So... you got really triggered by Jackson and then it's like your powers just get unleashed?" Stiles asks her as he tries to understand her powers. "Yeah it was like I got really angry at him and all the sudden I blacked out and next thing I knew the lockers were knocked over crushing him." Cassandra explains to Stiles. Stiles and Scott both give each other concerned looks before looking back at her.
"You black out... so you don't remember using your powers?" Stiles asks her sharply. "When I try and move small objects I can remember and I am in control but the second I get mad or try and move something big I guess I black out." Cassandra explains to them. Stiles nervously taps his hands on the steering wheel as he tries to think about everything she is telling him. He had heard of supernatural creatures that could move things with there minds but he couldn't just assume she was one without proof. He noticed her nervously rubbing her hands as she winced in pain. He noticed claw marks on her wrist. He reached over and gently rubbed her hand with his hand. She looked up at him and gave him a soft smile as their eyes locked for a split second.
"You said you can only move small things. So the only thing u can move is stiles dick." Scott says sarcastically causing Stiles to glare at him. "No I said small things are you sure you weren't talking about yours." Cassandra replies sharply. Stiles starts dying of laughter as he high-fives her. Scott just rolls his eyes as he lays down in the back seat. Stiles kept his hand on Cassandras as he continued to rub her arms hoping it would ease the pain. "You should probably focus on driving." Cassandra tells him playfully as she pushes his hand away.
"But you are in pain." Stiles replies softly. "I'm not I'm completely fine." She lies causing Stiles to look over at her. "You are a terrible liar." He says playfully as he places his hand back on hers. "How can you always see right through my lies?" She asks him in disbelief. "I'm not telling you." Stiles replies playfully.
________________________________ Stiles driving is hot 🥵
