Lena Whittemore

Wednesday

My alarm goes off and I sit up slowly. There's the dim light of the morning sun shining through my curtains. I groan and slide out of bed. I turn the shower on the super hot. I brush my teeth in the shower and shave my arms and legs. I hop out and wrap a fluffy towel around my body. I go into my room and put on underwear; of course. I get dressed in dark jean shorts, a long sleeved black t-shirt, and dark converse. I comb my dark brown hair and let it hang down my back. I put on a bit of lotion and Chapstick, grab my bag, and head to the kitchen for my daily big breakfast.

Jackson is sitting at the table watching the news and eating cereal.

I grab the Special K and pour it into a bowl, pouring in fat free milk afterwards.

I sit next to him and watch the news silently.

'There has been a report on animal attacks in Beacon Hills, the woods to be exact. A man has been torn to shreds so badly there has not been an identification yet. These attacks seem to be getting worse Jess' the guy says but then the screen goes black.

"Hey, I was watching that," I whine.

"I don't want your mind to be corrupted with blood and gore," he says and pats my head.

I groan and finish off my cereal.

I get my volleyball bag and ball and get into Jackson car.

"Are you ready," he asks after closing his door.

"Yeah," I say with a smile.

I can't wait to see Stiles.

As soon as we get to the school, I hop out of the car and run in the direction of Scott, Isaac, and Stiles.

"Bye big brother," I yell over my shoulder.

I stop in front of the guys and drop my stuff.

"What's up," Scott asks.

"Hey, remember that thing that was happening at that place," Stiles asks.

"Oh yeah, I remember, with what's his name," I squint my eyes.

"We should go see what that's all about," he says.

"Yeah, we should. We'll be right back guys," I say and we both get our stuff.

We leave the group and make our way to the football field. We run under the bleachers and drop our stuff. I hop on stack of two boxes and he stands in front of me.

"You're a good actress," he says with a smirk.

"Thanks," I blush.

He kisses me gently and I kiss back. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss and wrap my legs around his waist.

His hands slide to my legs and the electricity of his touch makes me moan.

I hear the bell for class ring but Stiles doesn't stop.

"Stiles," I say between the kiss.

He doesn't say anything, he just keeps his lips to mine.

I smile in the kiss and put my hands on his chest. I push gently and stop the kiss.

"What," he asks.

"The bell," I say.

"Oh, I didn't hear you," he says sheepishly, blushing faintly.

I giggle and kiss his cheek.

"We should hurry before we're late," I say and hop down.

We get our stuff and walk hand in hand to the hallways of the school. As soon as I see Scott I let go of his hand and smile.