𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗗𝗔, 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝗶

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙬𝙤, 𝘼𝙬𝙠𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨.

ACT ONE, CHAPTER TWO

THE NEXT MORNING REGULUS WALKED DOWN THE STAIRS IN SEARCH OF DEREK. He found him doing push-ups in the living room. "Hey Derek, I'm going to head to school, can I take your car?" Derek looked up at his brother. Still training. "I think you don't need to. Your car came here half an hour ago. The keys are on the table. Have a good day at school."

Derek gave him a smile earning a weak one back. Reg grabbed his keys and went to Baby. He called it like the Impala from Supernatural. His car was a 69' Ford Mustang. It used to belong to Peter.

As he drove to High School, he mentally prepared himself for a lot of irritating people, like in every school; the thing was, the closer he got to the school, the more he felt like he belonged.

He parked next to a silver Porsche. Reg needed a few seconds to be in the right mental state to go into this building. He already wanted to scream out in frustration.

He looked around the campus. Everyone was already in their classes except him and a brunette girl who was sitting on a bench. He couldn't help himself and listened to it. She was on a phone call with her mother.

He got out of the car and locked it. With confident steps, he strutted towards hell. He came to a halt when a man walked towards them.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Oh, and you must be Regulus Hale." The man stated with a charming smile. The last part towards Reggie. The girl stood up and walked next to the other two.

"Yeah, I'm sorry that I'm late." He apologized with a faked sincere tone. "nonsense." Reg and the Teacher shook hands and kept the small talk up while they walked into a classroom.

"Class, these are our new students, Allison Argent and Regulus Hale. Please do your best to make them feel welcome" The man walked out. Leaving Allison and Regulus standing at the front. Regulus didn't even seem to have heard the name Argent.

He was too focused on the boy in the last row. Stiles felt rather weird under the intense look he was eyed with. Regulus couldn't take his eyes off of him. Why did the boy immediately get under Reggie's skin?

Regulus snapped himself out of his trance as the boy broke the eye contact. He cleared his voice and seated himself into the last empty seat left. Next to Scott McCall. Regulus could smell the bite on him. He had to tell Derek.

The newly bitten werewolf turned around and gave Allison a pen, which she thanked him for. Regulus had to hold back a smirk.

Regulus spend the whole lesson glancing at the boy and panicked and looked away whenever he was caught.

After the lesson, Reg made his way to his locker. He noticed the girl from earlier stood a few lockers away from his.

"Hey, I don't think we formally met since we are both new here, we maybe could become friends so yeah. Uh, my Name is Allison Argent" She introduced herself with a cheeky smile.

"Regulus Hale. You can call me Reg." He shook her hand. 'fuck you derek i'm making friends with the argent girl' He thought to himself.

He had a burning passion for hating the Argent family. All of them were trained hunters, specialized to kill his whole kind. It was clear that Allison didn't know anything because she didn't even bat an eye as she heard his name for the first time.

He went to open his locker but got stopped by a new voice. "This Jacket is absolutely killer," A Strawberry blonde girl complimented them. "Where'd you get it?" She asked Allison.

"My Mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco," Allison said. The girl now turned to Reggie and looked him up and down. "And yours?" She asked him. "I had some contacts back in New York." He shrugged.

"And you two are my new best friends." She exclaimed, smiling. Her boyfriend greeted her. She turned to him and happily made out with him. Allison and Reg shared an awkward look.

He was here for like two hours and apparently had two new best friends and got invited to a party. "Do you play?" The boyfriend called Jackson asked him. He got just more confused "Pardon?"

"Do you play lacrosse? You look like you have a good posture." Jackson asked Regulus who just shook his head. "What kind of compliment is that ?"

Jackson laughed and threw his arm around his shoulder." come on, I'll get the coach to let you try out for the team. Training starts in a few minutes." Jackson told him.

He didn't even know how it came to this anymore. Jackson and Reggie stood in front of Coach Finnstock who agreed to let him try out. The Coach blew his whistle and Scott tried to cover his ears in agony. Reggie rolled his eyes. The new ones were always so dramatic.

Stiles sat on the bench and watched every step and move he made. It was almost like a bird watching his prey. Regulus caught him looking and winked at him; the boy looked away like he was just burned by fire.

With time Scott became better at dodging the balls. The only ones he still couldn't stop were Reggie's. The crowd cheered for Scott whenever he dodged a ball, but he only had eyes for Allison.

Coach Finnstock sprinted to Regulus after he send another ball that Scott couldn't dodge. "Hale! Where were you these past years? You know what? Never mind. You're first line. Don't fail me!" He called out.

"Yes, Coach. Thank you, Coach." Regulus thanked half-heartedly. It wasn't like he wanted to try out.

After Lacrosse training, Regulus then made the thing he didn't know he'd make. He sat down next to the boy from earlier.

"Hey, I'm Regulus Hale, are you on the team too ?" He asked. Stiles looked down on his uniform.

Stupid. Regulus mentally facepalmed. Stiles only stared at the boy. Something about Stiles made him gawp like a fish on land.

"I'm Stiles Stilinski" He stuttered out awkwardly.

"Stiles," he repeated. "Pretty name." Stiles heart beat faster after hearing his name from his mouth. Of course, Regulus knew and smiled to himself.

"You're going to the Party at Lydia's on Friday?" Reg asked Stiles. "Yeah, probably. And you?" Regulus noticed that Stiles talked with a lot of hand movements.

"I'm going too. Do you want to go together?" Regulus asked casually. Stiles felt like fainting. "Sure." A smile spread across his face.

"Great. I'll pick you up at seven. Do you have an address?" He asked boldly. He wasn't usually like that.

...

Driving back home Regulus was in a good mood for what felt like the first time in forever. Derek was shocked when his brother came home and greeted him with a laugh. Without hesitation, he greeted him back with a big smile himself.

"Hey Reg, how was your day?" Still smiling he said, "I'm going to a party on Friday." and vanished upstairs. His mind was still so numb from Stiles that he forgot to tell Derek from the Argents, the new werewolf and That he somehow ended up in the lacrosse team.

"I'm going to visit Uncle Pete. Are you coming with me?" Derek politely rejected the offer, not wanting to disturb him and Peter.

After going and visiting Peter, the boy went to bed. Peter now was the only one who knew about the Stiles and the weird feeling he got whenever they were in the same room. Peter couldn't help but roll his eyes after his nephew left. For a person so smart, he was so oblivious sometimes.