This is a preview of the new book idea I have. It's not full detail like it will be when I write it and it bounces around a lot but I'm excited about it and I want opinions. I don't know whether to actually make the book or just make a long one shot. I'm really leaning toward a new book though.
"No Stiles, we're not talking about this." My dad snapped.
"Why not! Why can't I know what's out there!?"
"It's not safe!" He yelled.
"Mom would've told me."
I did it. I swore I wouldn't but I totally pulled the mom card.
"Go to your room." He said coldly.
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"It's not safe, no one is allowed out there, knock it off Stiles." I mocked my dad as I stopped about 30 feet from the fence. There was patrol everywhere. I didn't think I'd get this far. My phone went off making me jump.
From: Scott
Where are you!?
To: Scott
Busy. Don't worry about it. I'll see you later.
If my dad doesn't kill me, Scott sure as hell will.
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The streets were empty, cars and buildings abandoned in their spots. It's like a ghost town or some sort of zombie apocalypse. But, I'm pretty sure my dad wouldn't hide zombies from me, would he?
"Hello?" I called looking around. The silence drowning me. I opened up one of the car doors seeing a picture laying on the seat. I picked it up smiling. "What the hell happened?" I dropped the photo continuing down the street.
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I found it. I found the house my mom grew up in. I don't know why my dad never brought me here. I don't know why this town is so "bad" there's nobody here.
I pushed the door the rest of the way open. The little amount of belongings left in the house were thrown around, almost between being in a rush and a burglary.
I started walking back as I heard the sirens. Every night at exactly 8p.m. the sirens went off. It's curfew. Nobody besides the respected authority is allowed out after eight. I don't understand why. I don't ever listen to the curfew anyways, most teenagers don't. But most teenagers don't sneak over the fence.
"You shouldn't be here." I heard.
I turned around to see a tall man, scruff covering his face, leather jacket glued to his body.
"Why?" I asked.
"It's not safe."
"I'm so sick of hearing that." I snapped. "What's not safe!?"
The man in front of me smirked. "What's your name?"
"Stiles..." I said softly.
"Meet me here tomorrow."
"Why?"
"I'm gonna show you a whole new world."
"Don't pull this Disney shit on me, tell me why it's not safe."
"Like I said, meet me tomorrow. Now, go home, get some rest." He turned around starting to walk away.
"Wait! What's your name!?" I called.
"Derek." He turned around and walked backwards. "Derek Hale." He smirked turning again and continuing on his way.
Okay, so what do you think? Should I do it or nah?
I saw the Scorch Trials today(FINALLY) and holy crap I'm literally dead.
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Sterek one-shots
FanfictionSterek One-shots. Check out book two! Most of these have been only slightly edited by me and are quite old so there are typos and such throughout. When I find time I will go through and edit them so please just ignore it in the mean time. (:
