Slightly Awkward (Teen Wolf) Book 1

CHAPTER ONE --- Pilot

"Dad's looking for a body," Stiles said the second I got out of the bathroom.

I jumped at the sound of his voice and gave him a glare, then replaying his words and my face lighting up. "Really? You for real?"

"Oh, yeah," he said. "Wanna help me and Scott look for it?"

I smiled brightly, nodding, both of us getting in his ratty ass blue jeep. God, I couldn't wait til I had my own car. 

Stiles and I were fraternal twins, but, like in the name, we were fraternal, so we were in the same grade and everything, and yeah.

When we pulled up to Scott's house, I smirked. "Do something a little more creative that knocking on the door."

"Pfft," he said as he climbed out. "I live on being creative!"

I got out too, and while Stiles was climbing on the roof, I was still on the ground right below him, and when Scott came out of his house with a baseball bat, I ducked down to hide. When I heard him just right there, Stiles was swinging down from the roof, and they both started screaming while I laughed my ass off from down below, standing up from the hiding place and looking up to him. "Hey."

"Stiles, Stacie, what the hell are you doing?!" Scott demanded.

"You weren't answering your phone," Stiles answered, defending us. "Why do you have a bat?"

"I thought you were a predator."

"A pred--" Stiles started, and I started to laugh again. "Look, I know it's late, but you gotta hear this. I saw our dad leave twenty minutes ago.  Dispatch called. They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, even the state police."

"For what?" Scott asked.

"Two joggers found a body in the woods," Stiles answered while flipping down from the roof, landing down next to me.

"A dead body?"

I looked at the retard. "No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass, a dead body,"

Stiles climbed up the house to the porch, but I stayed down there. "You mean like murder?" Scott asked.

"Nobody knows yet," Stiles answered. "Just that it was a girl, probably in her late 20s."

"Hold on," Scott said. "If they found the body, then what are they looking for?"

"That's the part he didn't explain to me yet," I said.

Stiles smiled at both of us. "That's the best part. They only found half. We're going."

I rode in the back of the jeep while we rode to the Beacon Hills Preserve, and once I was let out, Scott asked, "We're seriously doing this?"

"Why?" I taunted. "You scared?"

"No."

"You're the one that's always bitching that nothing happens in this town," Stiles said.

"I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow."

We were already well in our way into the woods by now, and Stiles said, "Right, 'cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort."

"No, because I'm playing this year," Scott said. "In fact, I'm making first line."

I started to laugh, looking back at his serious face. "Oh, you were serious."

"Hey, that's the spirit," Stiles said when he didn't say anything. "Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one."