Limerence

Chapter 1

THUD.

I felt myself shoot awake from a dreamless sleep hearing the sound of something large and heavy falling. I snatched my glasses off of the bedside table tossing them on my face and slipping into my slippers before walking to my door, not without grabbing a tall umbrella from next to my door. I swing the door open to be met face to face with Scott. Holding in my snickers as he falls back onto the ground he jumps up and looks at me with great care searching my face for signs of pain, I'm assuming, if he heard the thud. He glances at me with a questioning look followed by me shaking my head. He nodded and slithered down the stairs towards the front door. 

Swinging open the door with a barely audible squeak, the twos of us crept out onto the porch back to back with the makeshift weapons drawn ready for a duel. I turn to face Scott as he turns to me hearing leaves crunch on the roof. I raise my umbrella ready to strike at whatever freak of nature is on the roof when suddenly something swings down ungracefully causing Scott and I to scream and nearly whack it. I proceed with a swift strike to the something before hearing a grunt and noticing that it isn't a what, but rather a who. I quickly notice it's Stiles and let out a sigh of relief and annoyance. Little asshole woke me up.

"STILES." I shriek at the buzz cut boy in front of me.

"CARSON." He mimics back causing me to role my eyes and walk in the house Scott still in shock. Yet another thud is heard, most likely Stiles falling off of the roof, followed by the two boys rushing into the kitchen.

"Stiles I swear to god if you ever do that again 'm gonna kill you. I thought you were a predator or something." I shout at the boy with a lack of hair.

"A pre - I - wha - look, I know it's late, but you gotta hear this. I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago. Dispatch called. They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, and even State Police." Stiles exclaimed flapping his hands wildly around him. Scott stared baffled at his best friend before asking him the question we both wanted to know. Stiles paused and glanced down at my short stature, my legs bare under the large t shirt I was wearing for my pajamas. I rolled my eyes and jumped on the kitchen counter.

"For what?" I furrowed my eyebrows and crossed my legs.

"Two joggers found a body in the woods." Stiles answers him honestly.

"A dead body?" Scott asks dumfounded as I roll my eyes at him.

"No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass, a dead body." I yell back at him sarcastically waiting for him to realize what was happening. Scott stood there for a second before answering my sarcastic response.

"You mean like murdered?" He says eyes bulging slightly.

"Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her 20s." Stiles says back with a glint in his eyes. I could already tell where this was going.

"No. No no no and no. I am not going out with you 1) on the night before school starts and 2) to find a dead body. Forget it Stiles."

"You didn't even know what I was going to say." He whines.

"Really Stiles?" I ask him giving him a look.

Scott interrupted our childish banter by asking yet another great question that we should've both known. "Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?"