~Grace~
I woke up the next morning and got ready for school. You know... get dressed, brush my hair and teeth, then make Stiles breakfast. I only do this on special days for Stiles. Like one of our birthdays, a holiday, or something like the first day of school.I got ready and went downstairs to make breakfast. Dad already left and he usually eats at the station.
Stiles came downstairs still half asleep. How do I know? His eyes are half-way closed, he forgot to button his shirt, and his shoes are on the wrong feet.
Ugh, brothers.
I sat him down and re-did the buttons on his shirt for him. Then I put the plate in front of him, and lightly hit his cheek.
"Stiles. I'm not fixing your shoes and you need to wake up." I said. He mumbled something but I didn't understand him. I sighed and slapped him in the face. Not to hard but hard enough to wake him up. He jumped and looked at me in disbelief "OW! What was that for?!" He yelled.
I winced at him yelling but I answered him anyway "It's time for you to wake up Stiles! We got school to go to! Eat your breakfast then let's go!" I said sternly. I feel like a mom.
"Ok fine." He said.
After we finished we got our bags, got into the jeep and went to school.
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When we got to the school Stiles ran to find Scott while I walked keeping my head down. Stupid shyness. I should
try to fix this...I found Stiles and Scott and walked up to them. Scott looked at me and smiled "Hi Grace." I smiled back at him and whispered "Hi Scott."
Stiles then asked "Hey Scott, can I see it?" I gave them a confused look. See what?
Scott noticed my confused expression and said "Don't worry, last night something bit me when I was in the woods, alone thanks to you two!" He pointed at the both of us. I looked down and mumbled a 'sorry.'
He pulled up his shirt and there was a big white bandage on his side. It had blood on it. Stiles mumbled a 'woah!' And Scott pulled his shirt down.
I asked "Do you know w-what bit you?" With a little concern in my voice. Scott nodded and said "A wolf." I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. "A-A wolf?"
We started walking into the school when Stiles said "No it can't be a wolf... I mean there aren't wolves in California. There hasn't been for like sixty years." I nodded in agreement.
"Really?" Scott asked.
"Yes really, there's no wolf in California." Stiles said. Again, I nodded in agreement with my brother. Scott just rolled his eyes.
"Then if you guys don't believe me about the wolf, then you guys are not going to believe me if I tell you that I found the body." Scott said.
"No way!" Stiles said excited. I cringed. Gross.
"No I wish, I'm going to have nightmares for a month." Scott said.
"Wow! I mean this is seriously going to be the best thing that's ever happened to this town since the birth of Lydia Martin" Right when Stiles said that Lydia walked by and he was looking at her "Hey Lydia, you look....." She walked right by us "like you're going to ignore me." He finished. Scott smirked while I patted my brother on the back.
"You are the cause of this, you know" Stiles said pointing at Scott "dragging me down to your need depth. I'm a nerd by association. I'm scarlet-nerded by you." I looked at him, and Scott then rolled his eyes at Stiles.
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The Other Stilinski
FanfictionGrace Stilinski, younger sister of Stiles Stilinski, and daughter of the Sheriff. She's one year younger than Stiles and Scott but acts like she's older than them. She's VERY shy and doesn't talk much. Shocker huh? A Stilinski to shy to even look up...