[BOOK ONE]
Josie Carlisle moves back to a small town in California called Beacon Hills. Old House. New School. Familiar Faces. And a few unbelievable events. She spends time with old childhood friends of her's, Stiles Stilinski and Scott McCall. She...
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"I'm not sure how to pronounce this..." Dr.Gardners stated while looking over Stiles' paper. Oh my god, there is a reason why we called him Stiles. Just call him Stiles. Please stop looking over his name. "Or if it's not actually a misspelling."
"Just call him Stiles." Mr.Stilinski demanded.
"Okay." Dr.Gardners said while making eye contact with the guy in the hospital gown. "Stiles, just to warn you. You're going to hear a lot of noise during the MRI. It's due to pulse of electricity going through metal coils inside the machine. Uh, if you want we can get you earplugs or headphones-"
Stiles cut him off immensely, "Oh, no, no, I don't need anything."
"Hey, we're just on the other side of that window. Okay?" Noah asked in a reassuring manner.
"Okay." Stiles whispered back to him, giving him a tight lipped smile. Melissa and Noah grinned back at him, and Stiles patted his father's shoulder. Melissa, Noah, and Dr.Gardners left the room with Stiles and his two best friends.
"You know what they're looking for, right?" Stiles inquired, trying to break the silence in the room but Scott and I just continued to look at the floor without saying a word to our best friend. We were too scared. We didn't know what to say to him.
"It's called frontotemporal dementia." Stiles continued. "Areas of your brain start to shrink. It's what my mother had..."
"Stiles...." I stated, finally speaking up with a crack im my voice worriedly. I never know what to say when he spoke about Claudia. She was so sweet and was like another mom to me.
"It's the only form of dementia that can hit teenagers...." Stiles said, pausing. There was pain in his voice. "And there's no cure."
Scott then wiped his teary eye while mine just continued to become more watery. It's just all too hard to handle and I can't imagine what Stiles is going through right now. To go through something like this now had to be extremely painful. I just wanted to take all his suffering away. I didn't know how but I wanted to. I still do.
"Stiles, if you have it, we'll do something." Scott said to him. "I'll do something..."
Stiles immediately looked up at him, with tears in his eyes. Scott then nodded his head at him, assuring that he meant every word, which only made Stiles wrap his arms around Scott and Scott quickly hugged him, patting his hand on Stiles' back and Stiles held him a little tighter. A tear fell down my cheek and they start to sway the hug out.
"Stiles." I piped while wiping my eyes.
He wrapped his arms around me hastily, "No, it's okay. Just come here."
"I just want you to know that I'm here for you." I whispered to him. "No matter what. I'm here..." Softly, I then pulled away and placed a small kiss on his cheek. I wiped my eyes again and grabbed the doorknob.
