Finding Stiles

Chapter Three: Valencia the Vixen

Living with Alex, without their dad around was going to be a completely new experience for Stiles. His sister was always free spirited, did whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted, just like him.

"Sorry about the guest room Gen, I kinda went wild with the spray paint a couple months ago," Alex shrugged sheepishly gesturing around the room. Literally everything was spray painted, the mirror, the door, and all the walls. None of it made any sense, but art rarely does. Everything from expressions and quotations to vibrant, colorful flowers marred the walls. It was beautiful in it's own unique way.

"It's no problem Alex, I kinda like it actually,"Stiles grinned. Alex smiled at her baby brother, happiness shining in her eyes, she missed him, terribly. Even after spending years apart they always were able to speak without speaking.

Alex went to say something when there was a loud knock at the door, while she went to answer it, Stiles decided to unpack all of his things.

"Gen, come meet one my bitch ass friends," Alex called, her voice echoing from the front hall.

Oh shit.

Meeting new people was NOT one of Stiles' favorite pass times, he tended to ramble and move too much, scaring off potential friends or romances. Stiles smiled sheepishly as he exited his room, tripping on his own two feet and stumbled into the living room.

"Genim, this is Valencia, she's gorgeous, but a total demon and also the worst person I know." The woman standing in the room next to his sister was beautiful, and nothing short of supermodel worthy, she was curvy in ALL the right places, had long black hair and almond shaped brown eyes. Since he batted for both teams he could very much say she was sexy as hell and he would jump at any opportunity to date her if he wasn't already stupidly crushing on a certain dark haired alpha.

"Ah, this is the brother you've been going on about for years! He's cute, tell me cariño [darling], are you taken?" Valencia purred, her Spanish accent was thick but her intentions were clear.

"I-uh-" Stiles stammered, blushing profusely, he'd never actually been hit on before, embarrassingly enough.

"You're a fucking vulture Val, i swear, leave my poor brother alone and tell me why you're here," Alex rolled her eyes flopping down on one of her sofas, pulling Stiles down with her. Laying her legs across his lap she frowned up at her friend. "If you're here for Valentino you can tell your idiot brother I don't want to talk to him, a break means a break, not call everyday to get back together."

Stiles startled. Hold up, his sister had a boyfriend and she never told him?!

"I'm not here about mi estúpido hermano [my stupid brother], I'm here because Jack's invited us to The Crown tonight, he's bouncing until 11 so if we get there early he can let your jailbait brother in too," Val leered at Stiles toward the end, smirking when he squirmed nervously.

Alex looked over to her brother to see if he was in, Stiles grinned excitedly and nodded, he'd never been to a club besides The Jungle, and that was only to find Jackson when he was the Kanima, not to actually dance and have a good time.

"Alright, we'll come, but FIRST, we need to get my little baby brother here something hot to wear!" Alex smirked over at her brother. No way was she letting him go to a nightclub with her in plaid over shirt and jeans.

Stiles eyes widened and he groaned, it felt like he just walked into some kind of trap.