Sky Stilinski was the it girl of Beacon Hills. Head Cheerleader, Junior Rep, and overall perfect. But when she gets bitten while body hunting with her little brother and her best friend can she still have the perfect life she dreamed of?
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'Don't worry Scott, if worse comes to worse we throw Stiles to the wolves and run. Figuratively of course."
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Noah Stilinski had just left the house when Stiles started to sneak down the stairs. He was halfway to the door when the living room light flipped on.
Sky was sitting criss-cross on the couch with an eyebrow raised as she stared at the frozen boy. “Stiles….what do you think you're doing?”
“Definitely not going to Scott's to drag him to look for a dead body,” Stiles responded as calmly as possible. “Uh- What are you doing up, Skylar?”
“Heard dad's call and thought ‘Huh if I heard this Stiles definitely did and is about to try to do Something without adult supervision’” Sky replied, tapping her chin as she did. She was already dressed for going hiking, wearing leggings, a sweatshirt, and sneakers. “Tell me if I'm wrong though.”
Stiles folded quicker than a broken lawn chair. “You're not even an adult yet! You're seventeen!”
“Still older and more mature,” Sky pointed out, folding her arms over her chest. She was annoyed by Stiles' insinuation that they were anywhere near the same maturity level. “I'm coming with or I'm calling Dad to tell him that you were listening in on his phone calls and planned to go body hunting.”
Stiles paused, trying to make out if his older sister was lying or not. “You wouldn’t.”
“Oh Stiles, we both know I would,” Sky responded easily before her face shifted to look innocent. “‘Dad I tried to stop him but Stiles just wouldn't stop listening to your phone calls’,” she dropped the act, “Should I continue?”
Stiles gave an annoyed sigh. “Fine, I guess you can come along.”
Sky jumped up and happily walked towards him. “You're just the sweetest,” she then plucked the keys out of his hand, “Oh, and I'm driving.” She quickly dashed out the door before he could stop her.
Stiles gasped. “Uh- wha- not Roscoe!”
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Sky was boosting Stiles up so he could climb to Scott's window. “What happened to ladies first?” Sky grumbled as she pushed him up. “You're heavy.”
“Shut up Sky!” Stiles hissed as he pulled himself up. “You'll get us caught.”
“Yes because trespassing and breaking and entering are definitely not illegal,” she hissed back as she took a step back before jumping up and grabbing the edge of the porch to pull herself up, knowing Stiles didn't have the upper body strength to. Thank you seven years of gymnastics.
