The Stilinski brothers (updated)

Prologue

My feet hit the ground over and over again as I run. I feel my breathing hitch. My legs cramp. My brain and thought scramble. My hair flying behind me from my pace. My heart beating fast. Is it suppose to beat that fast. I just need to keep running. The sound of sirens getting closer and closer. I run faster than I ever thought I could. If I stop now I get caught. I can't get caught.

I tighten my grip on the radio and run faster. I turn to look and see two cops running. I cant make out any features but I don't need to. I turn my head back to see where I'm going. I don't know how much longer I can run. If I wasn't being chase. I would have passed out by now. This isn't my first time running from the cops.

But this is my first time worrying about getting caught. If I get caught my dad will actually kill me. I've only ever got in trouble at school and even then he goes feral. I can't get caught. I feel more adrenaline corse through me. I pick up the pace I turn my head to see the cops give in. A smile comes on my face and I look forward again.

I run the rest of the way to the garage. I knock three times on the door and pound twice. I always do this to let my friends know it's just me.

I stay outside the garage waiting for the door to open. When it does I see the familiar blue eyes staring at me. He looks confused for a second before he scans me. A small smirk comes to his lips when he sees what's in my hand. His eyes meet mine.

"So you gonna let me in or wait for me to get caught out here." I say getting annoyed I'm still out here. "Of course sweetheart. You don't even have to pay the fine to get in." He says with a grin on his face before he moves over to let me in. "Oh Jasper how much I hate you is incredible." I say rolling my eyes and walking it.

When I walk in the garage I see all my friends sitting around playing cards. They all look at me with curiosity. Probably as to why I'm so sweaty. I smile at all them and hold up the radio.

Carlos drops his cards. "Fuck ya princesa." He says before walking over to me and picking me up I laugh. "Come on guys let's hear it for Selena!" Carlos yells carrying me around the garage. "Selena! Selena! Selena!" All my friends chant will laughing.

"What's going on in here?" A voice rings out. His voice. The voice that I did this for. The voice I do anything for.

Dallas.

"Selena stole the radio back." Jasper said leaning against a wall playing with a zippo lighter. Dallas looked at him the back at me and Carlos. I tapped him on the back and he let me down. "Why would you do that?" Dallas asked looking mad. I know why he's mad but it's annoying. "Because it's ours they took it so I took it back." I said walking closer to him and holding it up.

I held up the radio to him. "Are you serious?" He asked me in an aggravated voice. "Your dad is already pissed at you. If he finds out about this he'll kill you." Dallas said in a quieter voice. "I don't care about what he thinks. This way for us. For you." I said getting closer to him and tipping the radio against his chest.

"Selena-" he started but I cut him off. "No Dallas don't start let's have a fun night. Please." I said with pleading in my voice. He bent his head down. When he looked back up he nodded his head at me. I smiled big. "Ok good." I told him. I turned back to my friends "now let's party!"

***

The next morning walking into school felt like hell. Which was because of my lack of sleep. I had to deal with drunk people all night. As the only friend who doesn't drink I'm the one to make sure everyone doesn't do anything to dumb. Normally I love school. I'd never admit that especially to my friends who'd never not give me shit for that. But I do.

I always have. I'm good at it. I've got straight A's and enjoy all my classes. I know all my teachers can't decide whether to hate or love me. Because I'm a good student but not a great kid.

I like to enjoy my teenage years before they go to shit. Adults like to say we should appreciate our childhood. Have fun make mistakes. What they don't say is that they'll still get mad at us for mistakes we make. I swear no adult remembers what it's like to be a teenager.

We're kids, we're supposed to have fun well we can before we grow up. It's the ritual of high school.

"Selena!" I heard a voice yell. I wince a little but turned. "Hey Carlos." I said a smile replacing my frown. "Where you heading to?" He asked "Just Bio with Mr. Solberg." I said pretending to be annoyed with in reality he's one of my favorite teachers. "Oh god that sucks" "Yeah I know right." I said with a little laugh.

"Alright well I was thinking garage after school?" Carlos asked, I wanna say yes but I have a big text tomorrow and the last thing I wanna do is tell him that. "Actually I have to have dinner with my dad he's back and you know how he gets." I say pretending to pout. "Fuck ok tomorrow then?" He asks, I nod my head. "Alright see you at lunch." He says walking away.

When I walked into class I could feel something was wrong. I had a feeling in my gut. But I tried to ignore it and sat down in my seat. If I overthink I'll just work myself up over some stupid feeling.

As everyone joined in the classroom I open my textbook and look for the proper page. I start reading the new chapter of the section. I think we're learning about how to DNA is formed today. I don't notice anything until I hear Jasper's annoying voice in my ear "Looks like you didn't run fast enough." He said

I look back at him confused. He smirks and points at the front of the classroom. When I see what he means my heart drops. Everyone is looking back at me as two cops enter the room looking directly at me. "Selena Mccall, you need to come with us." One of the police officers say.

Jasper whispers in my ear again. "Looks like you're gonna be grounded for life."