Moonlight Tryst ✖︎ Teen Wolf

00007 ➳ Ghosting

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Lyn Hall's POV - 12 / 06 / 2014  : Hale Loft

"What are you doing here?" Scott asked Malia, as I conveniently disappeared.

"I heard you were coming to talk to Peter. And since Lydia tells me he's basically Satan in a V-neck, I figured you shouldn't be alone." 

"He's not alone." I muttered, a her eyes connected with mine, "Oh goody I'm visible again." I rolled my eyes as Scott glowered towards me. 

"I told you to stay with Stiles." 

"Yeah and I told you that I do what I want when I want." I sassed as Scott glared towards me, an un-breaking gaze stuck between us as I blinked. 

"Fine." I scowled, before reluctantly dragging myself in the direction of the McCall household.

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"We're going to wait here for Scott. We're going to sit quietly. We're not going to call or talk to anyone." Stiles instructed as I silently trailed them.

"Do I talk to you?" Derek questioned, eyebrows raised.

"No." Stiles responded.

"Fine. 

"Good.

"Who's going to talk to him?" I asked, slotting between the two boys. My eyebrows dancing across my forehead as I smiled towards Derek, who merely nodded in acknowledgment. 

"Ah! Are you getting taller?" Stiles exclaimed his eyes slowly looking up at Mr McCall

"What are you guys doing here?" He asked as his eyes met mine. "I thought you left the town." I shrugged smiling, my eyes glancing briefly at Derek. 

"Uh something came up, right now we're waiting for Scott."

"Yeah, so am I. We're supposed to have dinner. I brought extra. You guys hungry?" 
"Yeah." Derek and I chorused moving forward as Stiles arm hit our chest briefly causing us to halt.

"No. We're not hungry." I looked at Stiles in utter disbelief, 

"You realise neither I or um him, have had any food for three days?" I raised my eyebrows, "We're not your animals to cage up." Stiles glared at me. 

"None of us are hungry. Thanks, though." Suddenly Stiles arm flew through my chest, I mentally face palmed. This ghosting thing was becoming a real pain, as Mr McCall's eyes widened. 

"Where'd? What." I appeared once more waving it off. "Sorry, it happens." 

"What just happened." 

"Um well I was a supernatural hybrid, werewolf, vampire and witch, and then I partially lost my powers and am currently dead-" Stiles suddenly clamped his hand over my mouth as I struggled in his grasp. 

"Sorry she's high at the moment." Stiles muttered, "She's really good at disappearing. Now we really aren't hungry so we'll just be heading upstairs." My eyes met with Derek's, humour flickering in his light green eyes as he smiled towards me. 

"Okay? Well if you're not hungry, Stiles, your friends can still eat with us. What's your name?" 

"Miguel. My cousin Miguel. From Mexico. So..." Stiles stuttered as I rolled my eyes internally sighing at his awful ability at lying.