Introducing the sarcastic, kind, charming, and crazy.
Skylar Stilinski.
Also know as Stiles little sister. She's been the tag along sibling ever since she could walk. After the death of their mother, Stiles took joy in having her tag along with h...
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Skylar
Stiles and I arrived home from school, Stiles kindly picked me up in his jeep so I wouldn't have to walk or take the bus. I went straight to my room and threw my backpack down by my closet. I sat down at my bed for a moment till I heard my dad call for Stiles.
I heard stumbling from the room next to me. "What you say?" my dad asked.
"What? I said, "Yo, D-Dad." Stiles replied. I got noisy and peaked my head around my door to watch the exchange.
"Listen, I've got something I've got to take care of, but I'm gonna be there tonight. I mean, your first game!"
Stiles nodded, "My first game... Gus, it's great! Awesome! Uh, good."
I looked confused at him. He's acting more awkward than usual. He's hiding something...
"I'm very happy for you and I'm really proud of you." Dad smiled.
"Thanks. Me too. I'm very happy and proud of myself." I squinted my eyes at Stiles.
"So, they're really gonna let you play, right?" My dad asked.
"Yeah, Dad-- I'm first line! Believe that?"
"I'm very proud."
"Oh, me too. Again, I'm---Oh" Dad pulled Stiles into a big hug, both of them patted each other on the back. From my perspective Stiles looked a bit awkward but Dad didn't care. He was proud of his son.
"See you there." He said as he walked away towards me and I hid behind my wall so he didn't know I was east dropping.
He walked down the stairs and that's when I rushed to Stiles room. He opened to door and exhaled in relief.
"I'm sor--" Derek immediately grabbed Stiles and slammed him against the door. "OH!"
"If you say one word..." Derek growled.
"Oh, what? You mean like, "Hey, dad, Derek Hale's in my room. Bring your gun!" Stiles said sarcastically. "Yeah, that's right. If I'm harboring your fugitive ass, it's my house, my rules buddy."
I slapped my forehead with my hand. I went over and pulled Derek off of him. "Down boy."
Derek clenched his jaw as he released his grip and fixed Stiles jacket. Stiles let out a huff and fixed Derek's jacket as well. Derek jerked his head at Stiles, like he was going to attack him.
