Lax tryouts went great. I made the team as well as Stiles. After tryouts we both got changed in what we were wearing during school and headed back home.
"Thanks for the ride Stilinski," I thanked him grabbing my bags from he trunk.
"No problem. See ya tomorrow lucky 14," he smirked as I walked away. I flipped him off not looking back at him and went home. I was not expecting to see my mom when I got in.
"Oh Mylia, a co-worker of mine has offered to take us to dinner tonight. You should change into a dress of some sorts," She informed me. I looked down at my outift and saw nothing wrong with it.
"I'm good," I told her nodding. She looked at me rolling her eyes and grabbed her keys.
"Let's go then 'I'm good'," she told me walking to the car. I followed her out and droned out the car ride.
"We're a little late so I hope they don't mind," My mom said worriedly as she looked over herself in the mirror.
"Mom you look fine. Lets go," I told her hopping out the car. Now I see why she said to put on a dress. We're at an Italian resturant. I followed my mom inside to a table when I was met with my worst nightmare. Scott McCall.
"Melissa this is my daughter Mylia. Mylly, this is Melissa and her son Scott," My mom informed me. Let the torture begin. Four hours. That dinner lasted four boring and obnoxious hours. Scott is still pretty ticked that I took his spot as captain, but whatever. It was fun to rub it in his face in front of his mom. When we got back home, I changed into pyjama shorts and started on my homework. Halfway through me doing homework my phone went off showing I had a text from Stiles.
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Saving Grace
FanfictionWhat if the whole story line for 'Teen Wolf' never happened. Scott was never bitten and everything that has happened, didn't. Mylia has just recently moved to her mom's hometown of Beacon Hills to finish her last two years of high school. Upon first...