'What's in a name?' It depends. It depends on the way you say it. The way you write it on a piece of paper. It depends on how you spell it or how you think it is spelled. It depends on where you are from or where you are going. It even depends on the time of day.
What's in my name? A story is in my name. So let's begin that little story that happened oh so many years ago. The story takes place the first day of kindergarten at Beacon Hills Elementary school with three little kids who would turn out to be closer then family by the time high school came around.
Stiles Stilinski had a speech problem. No one knew if he was dyslexic or if it was just a simple speech problem, I mean the boy had a hard time even pronouncing his own name, but nevertheless he had a problem. He didn't really mind his speech problem has long as by the end of the day he had made at least one friend he could play with on the playground and in class.
Scott McCall loved his twin sister even though she wanted to play princesses rather than power rangers most of the time. He wanted to finally meet someone who liked the same things he did and could be, in his mind, his best friend.
Elena McCall wanted to start school. She had no other reason to run in that room on the first day other then learning. She wanted more friends then just her brother, but she finally wanted to read the big books her mother always read to her and her brother before bed time well before she had to go to bed by herself.
They were different people all together, Scott and Elena only the same by blood, but they all sat by each other at the red round table closest to the window and furthest from door in Mrs. Andrews kindergarten class. They all had name cards, Stiles's just saying Stiles, and they all had 'getting to know you ' questions being called out all of the classroom.
Stiles was shy while the McCall twins stayed by each other not knowing how to start a conversation up with brown headed boy they were sharing a table with.
"How do you pronounce your name?' The boy finally said looking at the girl with long brown curly hair.
"E-Lay-na. Elena." The girl said proudly. In secret she had been practicing pronouncing her name all summer, not that she couldn't say her name, she just didn't want to stutter when she said it to other people.
"Eeee-la-naa" The brown headed boy tried over and over to say her name right, but he just couldn't. He started to feel bad knowing this might be his only chance at making friends if everyone finds out he can't talk correctly. The boy with the shaggy brown hair looked over at the boy and spoke up.
"You can call her Em. You see" pointing to the first initial in her first name and her last. "E. M. Em. And my names Scott. She's my twin. "
"Yeah, Em. I like that. You can call me Em. Stills." The girl said smiling as she received her nickname that would stay with her for the rest of her life.
" It's Stiles." The boy simply said not really wanting to make the girl upset. He had no right to anyway, he couldn't even pronounce her name to begin with.
"Stiles. I like that. Do you want to be our friend Stiles?" The girl asked with an even bigger smile on her face.
Stiles nodded his head and just like that they became friends. Sleepovers, movies, birthday parties, and so many more memories were made after that moment in Mrs. Andrews kindergarten class. A friendship, bond, family, which ever word you would love to use was born, a nickname was received, and the fate of our trio of heroes was set into place.
Eleven years later on one fateful night two become more powerful then they could imagine and learned the awful truth of their town in the following months. But just like the first day of school they walked out of it with a friend, normal and sarcastic, but a friend nonetheless.
"So that's where it came from?" Derek asked looking down at me.
"Yep, Stiles couldn't talk properly so we found a way for him to say my name." I simply said leaning into his chest.
"You guys always find a way to get him out of situations don't you?" Derek said already knowing the answer.
"He's my brother, so hell yes we always find a way to get him out of situations. Deadly or not. He's family and we're going to save him."
I'm back bitches
Sooo has you just read it ties into this story and it also does some foreshadowing for the future. We are at that fateful season where shit goes down for Stiles, so I decided to tie that in there. I hope you like it so comment, like, tell a friend I'm back from the dead, or just send me a message.
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