The Sun The Moon The Truth

Troublemaker (Scott)

I was sitting on a couch at someone's party a masquerade party thrown by Queen Lydia. I didn't really wanted to be here but yeah Lydia kept begging. It wasn't my kind of music these were just beats. I'm more of a latin girl. I sighed. Literally the whole youth of Beacon hills was there.

"Enjoying the party?" a boy asked.
"Do I look like I'm enjoying it?"

He laughed.

"If you weren't wearing a dress I would say you were Stiles." He laughed.
"I know we are related if that's what you are asking." I smiled.
"Nobody knows this about me but I'm more into latin." The guy said.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah and my favourite movie is the notebook." He said.
"Would you like to dance?" I asked.
"To this?" He asked.
"Just wait here." I smiled.

I walked over to the DJ.

"Hey can you do me a favor and play the fifth song please?" I asked.
"Sure Sweety. Ooooh a tango things are getting heated." He smiled.

I took the guys hand. Lydia wasn't happy with me changing the music and stealing the attention. She and her friends made me fall when I turned.

Everyone laughed. Jackson took of his mask.

"You were amazing." He whispered.
"Jackson?" I asked and looked over his shoulder.

I saw Stiles and Scott look at us.

"I have to go." I said and ran for it.
"No wait!" Jackson shouted.

He stopped me from getting on my bike. I gave him a short peck on the lips hoping he would let go.

"Please don't go." He begged keeping my arm into a tight grip.
"I have to go, my brother doesn't know I'm here." I said.
"So?"
"So I need to get home before he does." I said and tried to get loose.
"No please." He said and tightened his grip.
"Jackson you are hurting me!" I shouted.
"Hey!" Scott shouted.

Jackson let go an walked away.

"You shouldn't be here." Scott said.
"I know I'm sorry. Lydia insisted." I said sobbing.

Scott hugged me.

"It's okay I'm here now. " he hushed.
"Will you take me home?" I asked scared.
"Of course." He smiled.

He offered me his jacket.

"Thanks for everything."
"It's just a jacket." he said.
"It's not just the jacket. You saved me." I smiled.
"It's nothing."
"Would you like to come in?" I asked shy.
"That would be nice." He smiled.
"I'm sorry if I brought you into trouble with my brother. I just don't understand why he is so protective." I complained.
"He's your brother it's his job to worry." Scott said.
"I know." I sighed and walked in.

Scott received a call.

"It's Stiles." Scott said.
"Please don't tell him I went please, he'll kill me."
"Fine." he sighed and answered.
"Hey Scott. Was my sister at home? or do I need to lecture her about her safety again." Stiles said.
"It's fine Stiles, she's at home she just showered." Scott said.
"Are you looking at my sister?" Stiles asked.
"Not anymore I'm calling you."

I took of my dress and went to my closet to change.

"I swear if you are looking at my sister I swear I'm gonna kill you." Stiles said.