Yours (Stiles Stilinski)

Chapter Two

"I really think you should just stay home today," I call after Scott, his bike pedaling in front of mine. For the first time ever, he was getting way ahead of me. I tried to catch up but I couldn't. I pedaled harder, huffing as I followed my brother who was blatantly ignoring me.

"I already told you, I'm fine," Scott muttered as we shuffled our bikes into the bike rack. I rolled my eyes, and put a hand on my hip just as a Porsche whips into the parking spot next to Scott.

"That wound didn't look fine to me. If you don't want Mom to look at it, you should at least ask Dr. Deaton," I say, patting his arm. He sighs, and I hear a car door slam open, directly into Scott. Jackson steps out.

"Watch it, loser," Jackson growled. He looked over at me and winked. "Y/n," he smirked. I gave him a disgusted look and pull my brother away. We walk towards the school, when a pair of hands grip my shoulders quickly.

"Boo!" Stiles yells, as I give a tiny shout in surprise. He chuckles as he walks in between Scott and I. "So, let's see it!" He motions to Scott's shirt. Scott raises it and I glimpse at the bloodied bite.

"It was too dark to see very much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf," he said. I sigh, putting a hand to my head. We had already had this discussion.

"A wolf bit you ? No, not a chance," Stiles said. I pat Scott's shoulder as I open the door. Stiles stands next to me, a hand holding the door open over my shoulder.

"He said he heard a wolf howling. But, hello? California hasn't had wolves in over sixty years," I said. Scott glared at me.

"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe when I tell you I found the body," Scott said. My eyes widen with shock. He didn't tell me that. He glanced my way quickly before looking back at Stiles.

"Are you kidding me?" Stiles asked.

"I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for a month!" Scott groaned. Stiles clapped Scott's back, and turned back, catching sight of a familiar girl.

"That is freaking awesome! I mean, seriously, it's the best thing that ever happened in this town, since... the birth of Lydia Martin," he trails off, watching Lydia pass. I caught his eye for a second before quickly looking away. I leave the two, as Lydia takes my arm. "Hey, Lydia! You look... like you're gonna ignore me! Y/n, you too? Really?" He said, his hand slipping from the door. Lydia looks back for a second before looking at me.

"Who was that?" She asked. I roll my eyes, and she gives me a smirk. Her face drops to a serious one. "There's a new girl, or so I've heard. We have to get first dibs on her if she's cute!" I give her a weak smile and a thumbs up. She sighs. "Y/n, you've got to socialize more. You're sinking into the habits of one of those male ingrates. There's a party coming up, and you're coming with me. No ifs, ands, or buts!" Lydia finishes as I reach my class. I wave goodbye to her and take a deep breath. Scott and Stiles are already seated. Scott waves me over, and Stiles points to the seat next to him, in front of Scott. I sit quickly, pulling out the book Stiles recommended. He smiled lightly, poking my arm with a pencil and giving me a thumbs up. I groan internally. What a nerd.

"As you all know, there was a body found in the woods last night," the teacher began. Scott glances at the two of us, and Stiles winks. "And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios for what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police has a suspect." I give Stiles a quizzical look, and he shrugs. "Which means, you can give your all attention to the syllabus on your desk," the teacher finished. I flipped open the pages, and suddenly got a chill down my spine. I turn around lightly, focusing on Scott. His eyes are elsewhere, staring out the window. His ear is twitching, like he's just heard something. He turns back after a moment and catches my eyes. I narrow my eyebrows at him in confusion. Scott looked away, when the door suddenly opened. The principal walked in, as I jump from being a bit startled.