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stiles stilinski was sitting in the passenger seat of a car, the seatbelt still hooked around his little body, his arms crossed over her chest, an angry pout on his lips.
aviva was tying her hair in a half and half style with her black scrunchie, her then noticing that stiles didn't make a move to leave, her then sighing out at him, looking at him. "stiles...why aren't you leaving...?"
"i don't like him, i can't even stand the sight of him." stiles grumbles, glaring at jackson.
aviva sighs out, her undoing the seatbelt. "get out."
stiles panicked. "n-no, i'm not leaving, i-."
"get out of the car." aviva sternly says, pushing the door open.
stiles hesitantly looking at her, decided to reluctantly get out of the car, aviva then shutting the door close, aviva then getting out of the car.
aviva then walked stiles to the front yard of the school. "okay, list-."
a boy with dark hair was seen bumping into stiles, spitefully knocking shoulders with him, stiles scoffs. "hey, watch it! idiot."
the boy turns to look at stiles with cold and piercing eyes, him putting a finger up in the air, seething at him.
aviva scoffs, amusingly looking at stiles. "and who was that?"
"that was theo, he's kind of weird." stiles shrugs.
"...you're kind of weird, stiles." aviva gave him a look.
stiles offensively looks at her. "excuse you!"
"okay...look, listen–––you have to fight back if you want jackson to back off of you, okay?" aviva then says.
stiles looks up at her with an excited look. "beat him up!"
aviva hums. "you'd probably want to work on adding a little on these bones."
stiles scoffing at her in disbelief. "feeling offended."
"all i'm saying is that to get him back, but not to beat him up, there are million of ways to get back to someone, and it's entirely up to you on which one you choose." aviva explains.
"you get what i'm saying?" aviva softly asks.
stiles then smiles, him quickly nodding. "i think i do..."
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inside history class, aviva mccall was sitting behind a girl, her glancing at the board, writing something in her book.
"he's so into you." the girl in front of her comments.
aviva frowns, confusingly looking up. "i'm sorry...?"
the girl gestures to henrik, who couldn't help but to stare at her, the girl smirks at her.
aviva looks over at henrik, smiling at him, him smiling back at her.
henrik couldn't help but capture her mesmerizing beauty, the glow on her face enhancing her beauty, her entire body as well glowing, a reason he was oblivious to.
aviva nervously turns around, looking away from him, remembering her situation. "yeah, well–––girls like me don't want to ruin guys like him."
the girls strangely looks at her. "...okay, whatever you wish."
aviva had her hands on her desk, her black and white flannel shirt sliding down her hands, covering her fingers, nervous nibbling on her lips.
clearly anxious on what to tell her mother and father.
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DADDY ISSUES ¹
Fanfictionthe fifteen year old aviva mccall, who has extreme daddy issues, also naive to the supernatural world, has fallen for the perfect derek hale, who seem to have his entire life on track. the upside is that he has eyes for the latina's best friend, pai...
