Beautiful Creature {Stiles Stilinski}

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: i do not own Teen Wolf only my original characters

Yawning, Rhea sat down on her bed pulling her silky - black hair into a side braid ready for when she was to get up for school in the morning. Pulling down her duvet on her bed Rhea settled in for a good night's sleep so she could get up early. Just as she was dozing off there was a creaking noise downstairs like a door was slowly being pushed open. Sapphire blue eyes snapped open immediately on alert, sitting up in bed breathing becoming laboured; Rhea looked around her room as if she could see the culprit, waiting to see if she would hear the noise again. When the shutting of a door sounded Rhea jumped out of bed and grabbed the nearest thing that could classify as a weapon, which happened to be her hair brush of her bedside table and slowly crept towards her bedroom door to peek down the hallway only to see a light coming from the kitchen.

Creeping down the stairs Rhea made her way into the kitchen to see that the intruder had his back to her looking like he was trying to lock the door back up but failing. Raising her arms above her head Rhea quickly bought her hands down whacking the person on the back of their head.

"Ow!" A familiar voice shouted but Rhea ignored that fact and brought the brush down again "Rhea sto- OW! Rhea, stop it!" WHACK "Rhea! It's me! It's Stiles!"

Freezing just before the brush could hit the person again, Rhea looked at the figure leaning heavily on the kitchen counter with their arms stretched above their heads. Taking in the familiar buzz-cut and face Rhea slowly lowered her arms breathing harshly through her mouth.

"What the hell Stiles?" Rhea gasped trying to get her breath back after the scare she had received, "You scared the hell out of me!"

Stiles gaped as if the idea of even scaring her was ridiculous gently rubbing the back of his head "Scared you? You're not the one that just had a freaking hair brush smack you on the back of the head a dozen times!"

"I thought you were a robber or something!" Rhea countered still wide eyed.

Making a noise in the back of his throat, Stile threw his hands up in the air and brought them back down to slap against his thigh loudly in pure disbelief.  Huffing, Rhea glanced around the room noting that the door was still unlocked and frowned wondering how Stiles got in knowing for a fact that she put the key on top of the door frame on the inside after locking. Shaking her head not wanting to know, figuring with Stiles it could be anything, she looked back over to him a questioning look in her eyes wanting to know something more important.

"Why are you here?" She wondered watching as his eyes lit up with childlike glee at her question,

"I'll tell you on the way there but first we need to pick up Scott because this, this is truly awesome and I am not letting any of my friends miss out on this," he gushed going to grab her wrist when she pulled away shaking her head

"Nuh-uh the last time I went anywhere with either you or Scott I ended up with a broken arm!" Rhea countered, raising her arm to make a point

"Oh come on! It was an accident," he huffed

"You dropped me. I broke my arm, in two places. I am not going."

Stiles opened and closed his mouth a few times before shaking his head and jutting out his bottom lip and giving her a puppy dog stare knowing that she would never say no to that.

And that's how Rhea found herself sitting in the front of Stiles' jeep on the way to Scott's house with a gloating boy in the driver's seat.