I woke up in the morning to my alarm clock playing Replay by Iyaz . I quitely started to sing along as I got up and walked to my dresser.
I remember the first time we met
You where at the mall with your frineds
I was scared to apraoch ya
But the you came closer
Hopin you would give me a chanceI sang along, dancing alittle as I grapped a pair of my America flag shorts that my butt look good. I then looked for a shirt to wear, I ended up picking our a black shirt with the sleeves that went right above my elbows. Throwing the clothes on my bed, I walked over to my vanity. I then began to put on eyeliner, mascara, and light coat of clear lip gloss. Walking back over to my dresser I changed my under cloths and tossed my old ones and my pj's in my hamper, then I put on my cloths of the day and tieing it all together with my combat boots.
I could be your melody
A girl that can right you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby boy let's sing with me
Ay, I can be your melody
A girl I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby boy let's sing with meI sang as I brushed out my hair. I then heard clapping, I quickly stopped singing and turned to see Stiles standing in my doorway.
"That was beautiful." He told me and I smiled as he walked over to me.
"Thanks." I blushed and he leaned down and kissed me.
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As I walked I had my favorite bag on my shoulder, it had a long strap so it hung down by my hip. Stiles had driven me to school, and he was telling me on the school drama that I have missed. But as we walked in through the front doors, our hands were locked together. It was wonderful. As we walked people moved out of our way and I laughed alittle. People do so much over little change.
"What's so funny?" He asked me and I looked over to see him looking at me as we walked.
"People, they do so much over little change." I told him and he rolled his eye and we stooped at my locker.
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I did not miss going to regular school, Nick or Maria were the two that mostly taught me. And I've learned farther than everyone in my classes, so half the time I wasn't paying attention. I was walking to my locker when I saw Natasha walking out of a classroom. Act like you don't know her, I thought to myself as I opened my locker.
"Excuse me." I heard her say, I tried my best not to laugh, I then closed my locker and turned and looked at her.
"Yes?" I asked with a smile.
"Do you know your shorts ar-" She begged but was cut off by some girl screaming down the hall. I began to reach for my gun, only to remember I didn't have it on me. "What was that?" She asked looking at me.
"I don't know." I told her looking doe the hall to see people running this way. "But I'm going to find out." I say walking past her and slipping by the people running away. But someone then grapped my arm and pulled me into the closes classroom.
"What are you doing?" Lydia almost screamed, screamed with fear.
"I was seeing what all the screaming is about." I told her and began to walk to the door.
"It's a coyote." She said and I looked back at her.
"How'd it get in the school?" I asked her and she srughed her shoulders. I then walked out the other door of the classroom, I ended up by the boys locker room.
"Elisabeth look out!" I heard Stiles yell and I turned and looked and saw the coyote. But it wasn't a coyote it was a wolf, a really big wolf.
"W-what is that?" I stuttered out, I was trained for bad guys not what ever that was.
"Don't get near it." Stiles told me. "Now slowly walk over to me." He said slowly and calmly, but I couldn't move. I frozen in my spot, my eyes locked on the creature five feet away from me. The creature then let out a low growl, having it's eyes glow blue. An icy cold blue.
But then next thing I knew, there was an arm acrossed my chest lightly pushing me back then someone else grapped and held onto me. I looked up to see it was Scott who had pushed me back, and I know from there it was Stiles who was holding onto me. I really wish I had my gun on me, I would have shot that thing right between the eyes.
"Get out of here Peter." Scott growled and Stiles held onto me alittle tighter. I held my arms up holding onto him, but I ready to fight. I was ready to protect him. Both him and Scott, but I think Scott had himself covered. Yes, I know Stiles is strong. Yes, I know he could protect himself. But it's what I was trained to do.
Protect the ones I love.
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Jr. Spy (A Marvel/Teen Wolf Cross Over)
FanfictionTeen Wolf fanfiction Book One: Jr. Spy