In history class, I was sitting by Stiles drawing in my book while waiting for class to start. Mr Yukimura was talking about the internment camps for war and he stopped talking for a moment and stepped in front of my desk.
"Miss (l/n) I would appreciate it if you paid attention in my class." He glanced down at what I was drawing.
"Sorry. Sometimes I find drawing to be a better way to retain information. You see last class we discussed the Japanese internment camps created in world war two comprised of British, Canadian, American, Australian, Dutch, Belgian and other citizens." His eyebrow was still raised.
"And where is this camp?"
"Modern-day Weifang Shangdong china, but was Japanese run until American forces liberated the camp on August 17 1945." Yukimura sighed pressing his lips together.
"Yes, you may retain your information that way." Smiling I looked back down to my notes. This wasn't the way I retain information but I wanted to draw.
"Alright, there is a passage in our reading I'd like to go over more. Who would like to read aloud for us? Mr Stilinski how about you?" I know the trouble he was having with reading right now, biting my lip I leant forward a little in my seat.
"Oh uh maybe sound else could?"
"Everyone participates in my class Mr Stilinski." Stiles stood glancing at both Scott and I. Giving him a small smile he stood at the speech table. The moment he stopped I saw the look in his eye. His heart started racing, standing up I walked over.
"Stiles are you alright?" I whispered and he clenched onto my arms. Scott stood next to me holding onto more weight.
"We should take him to the nurse's office." Yukimura nodded, completely dumbfounded by what just happened. The second we went past the classroom doors Scott said. " quickly to the bathrooms." Not caring where we went Scott slammed open the door and Stiles stumbled in. "Stiles, is this a panic attack?" He didn't give much of a response just a slight shake of his head.
"This is just a dream. Just a dream." He was repeating himself and Scott glanced at me.
"It's not a dream stiles. You're here. Awake." Stiles glanced at me while clenching tightly onto the taps. "Stiles count your fingers." Scott and Stiles counted together and once finished Stiles was on the floor breathing deeply. I knelt next to him.
"What the hell is happening to me?" He whimpered holding onto his hands. Touching his shoulder Stiles head went onto my shoulder breathing in my scent relaxing slightly.
"I don't know but we'll figure it out." Stiles panted softly shutting his eyes. Scott turned suddenly to the door and glanced back at us.
"It's ok go. I've got this." I'm not sure what Scott was hearing but it must be serious.
"Why are you sticking around with us (y/n)? Undine aside all we've been doing the past three months has complicated your life." Letting out a sigh I placed a hand to the side of his neck.
"Stiles friendship no matter supernatural or not complicates life. I had no one before all of you. In fact, I sort out to avoid any other human, I despised anyone with a soul and now I know about the most important thing in life. Love. Without it, a person isn't whole, just like I was." Stiles sucked in a breath-holding onto me and it was silent for a moment. Sharing each others company.
"I don't know what I did to deserve you." His eyes opened and Stiles tilted his head up and turned my chin with a finger. "I'm glad this isn't a dream." Smiling at Stiles he kissed me softly. I could feel the strain of tears on his cheeks and with a caress of my thumb, I wiped them away. The hand holding my chin slid down my arm to hold my hand as we made out on the boy's bathroom floor. The door opened and a freshman went wide-eyed seeing us on the floor walking backwards and left the room.
"Maybe we should go," I whispered and Stiles shook his head.
"Just another minute." Stiles smiled kissing around my face. It was good to see he was relaxed again. Kissing once more my hand slid down to press against his chest. Then the door opened again with three guys standing there. "Yeah, we should go."
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Lunch had started so I met up with Lydia and Allison at our normal table. The boys were nowhere to be found which was concerning since I was just with them before getting my lunch."I heard there was an animal attack," Lydia spoke before having a mouthful of salad. "In the boy's locker room." Allison and I shared glances. "What? Did something happen I don't know about?"
"Scott, stiles and I found a Coyote last night, Scott thinks it's Malia, a girl from a car accident a few years back." Lydia tossed her fork to her lunch tray crossing her arms.
"Why doesn't anyone tell me anything. do you know Allison?" Allison rubbing the back of her neck pursing her lips together.
"The boys asked me about Coyote habits in first period." Lydia sighed shaking her head.
"Unbelievable. You know one of these days I'm going to get hurt because I'm the last to find out about these things." Shrugging my shoulders Lydia scoffed at me and I smiled chuckling to myself before having a mouthful of food.
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After school, I changed into some tight pants and a long shirt and made my way through the forest towards my favourite river. I didn't bother with shoes. Relaxing on a rock I hummed to myself kicking at the water. What surprised me was the three loud gunshots in the distance. It made me stand up looking out at the surrounding trees.
"What the hell?" my phone rang right after.
"(y/n) I need you to get out of the woods." I frowned at what Stiles said.
"How did you know where I was?"
"After school, if you're not with me you go to your favourite river in the middle of the forest. Malias dad is running around trying to shoot her with bear traps everywhere." Glancing around I gulped when seeing one not too far on the other side of the river.
"Ok but I'm barefoot...."
"What why are you walking about in a forest with no shoes on!?"
"I'm sorry normally there isn't bear traps scattered around. Just stay safe okay. Come over afterwards."
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FanfictionI've always been alone. Never once has there been someone I could call friend let alone a relationship. I've been called soulless most my life, which is true but many people don't know how true that actually is. (y/n) moves to Beacon Hill with her...