Moon child ▪ Stiles Stilinski [book one]

Wolf Moon [1]

*Maggie's POV*

"Lydia, have you seen my favorite pyjama?" I yelled, looking through my closet.

I wanted to change into my pyjamas, so I could finally get ready for bed but I just couldn't find them anywhere.

Some people might think now "why doesn't she just wear another one?"

Well, I don't know why don't judge me, it's just my favorite one.

"No." answered Lydia, my twin sister, entering my room. I looked at her, just to see that she's wearing my pyjamas, that I've been looking for the last ten minutes. Her starwberry blonde hair is tied up in a bun and she has no make-up on.

I sighed.

Sometimes she's unbelievable but I care about her more than I care about myself. Most people think she's cold and conceited but when you know her, like I know her, you know she's actually a really kind person. At school she's acting all 'dumb', don't ask me why, I don't get it too but probably because of her boyfriend Jackson. To be honest I don't like him very much, he's a jerk even though he's nice to me sometimes. But for real, she's so smart, I mean not just 'smart', like so smart that she could probably graduate school already. And we're only in Sophomore year. Anyways, what we have in common is that we both love fashion.

"You're wearing it." I told her, pointing at the pyjama.

Lydia looked down on herself. "Oh, that's yours?" she said innocently.

I nooded, smiling at her.

"Yes, but you can wear it.." I told her.

"Thank you Mags." she said smiling at me. "I'm going to my room now and I'm going to sleep soon, because tomorrow is the first day of Sophomore year and we have to look perfect! And that means... standing up early tomorrow morning. So goodnight." she said in a serious tone but smiled at me again when she finished her little speech.

"I know, I know, goodnight Lyds." I told her before she turned around leaving my room.

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I was almost finished getting ready for bed. I showered, I dried my hair, I put on one of my other pyjamas and I was about to brush my teeth, when I heard a noise, from outside the house.

It sounded like someone was trying to break in, so I quietly left the bathroom and walked into my room. I grabbed my bat. I was about to leave my room, when I heard the same noise again, just louder this time. I was getting really scared now. I mean I had a bat but I'm really small and not that strong. By the way everyone mocks me, because of my height, I'm only 5'2.

I slowly walked through the hallway. When I was at the stairs I heard the noise again. It was dark and I walked down the stairs really slow, so I wouldn't fall down. When I finally reached the front door, I slowly twisted the doorknob and opened the door just a tiny bit. My grip around the bat tightened and my palms started to sweat. I really hope it's just an animal and not a robber or even worse a murderer.