Stiles's POV
Riding Ronda to New York was easier than I thought. The Rider obviously wanted to go there. I came to a halt outside of an apartment building.I looked up to the fourth floor to see Peter's shadow moving around in his room. I sighed and grabbed my bag. I walked along the road making sure I don't get hit by a car.
I walked up many number of stairs, not wanting to take the elevator. I've been sitting on Ronda For 2 days, not stopping.
Well for the occasional snack, Toilet time or drink.
I walked along the hall to room '206'. I sighed readjusting the bag on my shoulders. My Red and Black Flannel shirt dirty with the dirt I've been riding on.
I knocked on the door and waited. I heard a crash and shouting before the door opened to reveal a girl.
Her neck long Blonde hair tilted to the side along with her head, her pale green eyes. Freckles dotted her face and her nose was dusted with freckles too.
"Hi, umm who are you?" She asked. Her voice sound like a soft drum but also a violin. Very weird mixture of instruments stiles.
"Oh, I may have the wrong apartment. Sorry" I was about to walk away when I hear more crashing. I turn back to face the door to see Peter stumbling over himself.
"Stiles! Stiles! Don't leave!" He called and made it to the door. The girl raised an eyebrow. "You know this dirt bag?" She asked looking me up and down.
A slight blush then dusted my own cheeks. She was basically checking me out. "Oh, El, this is Stiles Stilinski. My cousin" I smiled at her.
Her questioning face then bloomed into a smile. She held out her hand. "Elvera Gold" I nodded and shook her hand.
Her skin felt so soft against mine. I had to be careful not to accidentally burn her.
"Aunt May is at work and my study group is here but come on in! I'm sure they would love to meet you!" Peter Exclaimed taking my bags and walking off.
I stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind me. Elvera walked away from me and jumped over the couch and sat there.
I walked further into the Room to see two more people I had yet to meet. A girl with long brunette hair with heaps of Freckles on her face.
She had chocolate colored eyes abd she looked like she was some sort of cowgirl.
The boy next to her shook his head, possibly trying to remove the fallen blonde locks out of his eyes.
His eyes were two as Brown as The girls. "Uhh stiles this is, Ally-Anne Mason and Benny Cullen. Just call Ally-Anne, Ally for short, she hates her full name" Peter said and sat down on the floor cross legged.
I nodded. "You can join us" Ally spoke. A soft texin accent came from her mouth and she gestured to the empty seat next to Elvera.
I awkwardly walk to the couch and sink into the spot next to Elvera. It's not that I didn't want to sit next to her I really did.
She moved her position and swing her legs up on the couch back head and leaned backwards and hung her head of the edge.
"So where are you from?" Benny asked. I looked at him. "Beacon hills. California." I answered.
"Woah! My Aunt lived there, said there were a lot of animal attacks. They attacked uncle fred too! Poor man has a scar over his left eye because of one!" Ally responded. A soft Southern Accent flowed with her mouth.
"Terribly sorry about that, Animals just love Beacon Hills!" I say. Peter smiles and then the door opens behind us.
We looked at it to see Aunt May walk in with a smile. Her smile went wider as she saw me. She walked towards me and hugged me against her chest.
Swinging me back and forth she also kissed me all over the face. Her glasses pushing up against my face.
"Oh how Is Noah? Handsome Spunk he is!" Aunt May called and walked over to the kitchen taking out, three Brown boxes of what seemed to be Chinese.
"He's great. Keeping busy with all the animal attacks" I spoke. She laughed. "He always drowns himself in those attack files." Her smile was lit up by her white teeth.
"Oh and Elvera darl, your dad is waiting for you outside." Aunt May told the Blonde. She sat up and stuck her out towards me.
"Nice to Meet you Stiles Stilinski." She Said smiling. I smiled back at her and shook her hand. She got up from her position and grabbed her bag.
"Bye guys, see you tomorrow" she waved at them and exited the room. "Dinner Miss May?" Benny asked Pointing to the two Chinese food bags.
She nodded at the boy. "Well me and Benny must be going. School tomorrow. Big Algebra Test. Hoping for an A+" Ally-Anne said getting up, pulling Benny with her.
"The only thing you'll get is a D-" He sassed. She whacked him around the house causing me to Let out a laugh. Benny glared at me with a huff.
"See you later Stilinski, welcome to new York" he said hitting my shoulder. His British Accent made his not exactly sound like a New Yorker.
"Thanks" I mumbled. The two exited the Apartment and Aunt may Smiled at us. "You two are going to make fabulous scrap book photos!", She cooed.
"Pardon?" I asked. She giggled lightly. "Oh don't worry hun! You two were only five when we last took pictures" She smiled then disappeared in a different room.
I looked at peter, a bit horrified but he just smiled. "Don't worry, aunt May is just Trying to figure out the ropes without your mom. It's been a while" Peter reasures.
"Is it ok if I go unpack?" I asked. He nodded and gestured to a room. I walk inside the door to see a bunk bed and A messy desk.
It was large enough for two Boys, but teenage boys, this is going to get some use too. I'm an only child so this will be different.
I saw that the bottom was Messy andghe blankets were ruffled so I knew that it was Peter's so I took the top.
I put my bag at the wardrobe and climb the Ladder on the side. Once I reached the top I hit my head on the roof.
I Groan and climb down one step to rub the bump. "Sorry about that. Not a very tall room" Peter Mumbled coming in. I smiled at him and climbed up again, this time successfully getting onto the bed.
"It's ok peter. I'm just tired. I rode Ronda all the way here so..." I trailed off but stop when I saw his confused face. I groaned knowing he didn't know I name my vehicles.
"Ronda's my Moter bike. You can see it outside" I gestured to the large window. He laughed and looked out the window.
"Pretty cool Bike" he Mentioned. I smirked a little. "Got anything like that?" I asked smugly.
He's face lit up and he searched in his drawer and pulled out a mini Yoda Figurine.
"May I present to you Yoda! Sign by Frank Oz himself!" I laughed and took the Yoda From his hand.
Ok, maybe I was being a bit dramatic. Maybe this will be easy.
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