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Her feet hit the man made path. Her ponytail swaying side to side as Mikky Ekko ran through her ears. Today was the day, she started her new role as captain of the cheerleading team. It was something Violet was touchy about. The Stilinski only joined the team as her mother was once a cheerleader for Beacon Hills. Violet did it for her but it lost it's glow after her mom died. The things that were fun just didn't matter anymore.
'' Violet!'' She screamed, her reflexes kicking in. The supposed attacker groaned and fell to the floor in a crumpled heap.
Opening her eyes, she gasped realising what she did and who she kicked. '' Derek?!'' She crouched to his level, a frown on her face. '' Why are you here? Especially scaring the crap out of me.''
'' I came to see if you were alright.''
'' Why? Shouldn't you be worried about Scott?''
'' Scott can handle himself.'' She gave him a look. '' Okay he can't but neither can you.''
'' I can handle myself. I protected myself from you only seconds ago.'' Violet told him, a smile on her face.
'' A kick to crotch isn't protecting yourself. It only stops the attacker for a short period of time.'' He replies as he she helps him up. '' I could train you, help you build your strength.''
A look of surprise appeared on her face. Why her? Why does she need protecting? She's nothing special just a girl, a human. '' Okay. I have cheer after school but I can meet you after.''
'' Cheer really?'' He smirked earing a punch in shoulder.
'' Don't be a jackass. I was just starting to tolerate you.''
*
'' So your telling me he had a dream about killing Allison?'' Stiles nodded. '' And it actually came true because there is a beaten and bloodied bus in the lot?'' He nodded once it again. '' Couldn't it be a coincidence? Like a really big one?''
'' It could be. But Allison isn't wolf chowder. So who was in the bus?''
'' Maybe he caught a rabbit Stiles.'' Opening her locker, a note fell out of it.
Picking up and handing it to her. He replied. '' That's just gross and wrong and if he did he ate he raw. Ughh.''
'' What? Nothing wrong with a bit of Thumper.'' She giggled shutting the locker, her eyes connecting with Jackson's. He winked and turned back to his locker. '' Look Stiles, we will figure it out but not right now. I have plans.''
Stiles frowned but before he could speak the girl was gone. Violet opened the note, a smile on her face. It was always the little things that made her heart flutter.
*
'' Why don't you wear your cheerleading outfit more often? I like it.''
She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. '' Cheerleader kink hey?''
