Theo's P.O.V
Today I start school, I see Stiles. I also can't forget my mission, or else I'll be dead. The dread doctors don't play around, that's for sure. If you help them they help you, if you cross them your either dead or you wish you were. I look at the flower crown in my hands, it really is beautiful, just like Stiles. I hope when I see him that we'll just pull each other into a long hug. I know it's unrealistic but I want that to happen so bad it hurts, it physically hurts how much I miss Stiles Stilinski.
No one knows me like him, I've never even tried to make new friends I just set alone when the dread doctors make me go to school. I just miss Stiles, My Stiles. I miss him so, so much. I pull a black t-shirt over my head, slip my regular black tight fit jeans, and pull my black leather jacket over my shoulders. I grab my backpack putting the flowercrown in a safe pocket. "Bye!" I yell knowing they don't really care but it's the polite thing to do after all. I gets in my truck putting my backpack in the passenger seat.
"Okay Theo, this is it. You get to see Stiles again." Theo says to himself starting his truck and driving to the school. I can do this, I can do this, I can do this. I think that line over and over all the way to the school. I park my truck and get out grabbing my bag. I slowly walk up to the school making it look like I don't want to just run in there and scream Stiles's name at the top of my lungs, his real name, I love his real name Mieczyslaw, it's so unique and it is definitely him.
I walk into the school looking at my paper, my locker is 203. I take out my English book and the flower crown befor shoving the bag into the locker and delicately putting the flower crown on top. I close the locker and wonder around trying to find my homeroom. I'm completely lost, I don't remember where anything is. "You look lost. Do you need help, what's your home room?" I turn around and open my mouth in shock. "Stiles, I, uh." Shit why, I just made a huge fool of myself like huge. I'm such an idiot!
He looks at me closely studying my face. "I'm sorry, I don't remember you." He says braking my heart. "We where best friends in kindergarten, first grade, second grade, third grade, and some of fourth grade. I had to leave, but I promised I'd be back and well here I am." I mumbled looking away. "Theo? That's you? You look so different. Your hairs lighter, your eyes are a bit darker but still baby blue, and you both a twig anymore." Stiles rambled inspecting me closer befor pulling me into a hug. I've missed these hugs so much.
Stiles giggles. "I missed these hugs to Theo." Stiles says making me blush. "I said that out loud?" I ask and he nods against my chest. "Yeah you did." We pull away and I look down at his wrist. "You still have it." I say looking at his wrist. "I only take it off to shower." He replied smiling. "My first class is English." I say and he nods. "Scott and I have that class to, he went without me because I had to go to the bathroom." He said and my eyes almost pop out of my head. "Scott McCall, the true alpha Scott McCall?" I ask, if they're friends that means Stiles would know. I can't kill Stiles, I can't make Stiles unhappy by killing Scott. "Yeah... are you a?" Stiles asks cautiously. "I'm a mix of a werewolf and werecoyote." I replied honestly. "But don't tell Scott, I want to be accepted in the pack not turned away because of my flaw." I say looking down, I am flawed I'm not even a real supernatural creature I'm an experiment. "Scott will except you no matter what. He's a really great guy, you should tell him Thee." I look Stiles in the eye, his beautiful doe like golden brown eyes.
"Promise?" Maybe if I get in with the pack they can protect me from the dread doctors. "If I were in trouble, is the pack big enough to protect me?" I ask trying to make it sound like a normal question. "Well we have Derek, Issac, Liam, Erica, Boyed,Malia, Danny, Jackson, Ethan, Aiden Kiara, Lydia, Mason, and Cory. Derek, Issac, Liam,Erica, Boyed, Ethan, Aiden and Jackson are werewolfs. Lydia is a banshee, Kiara is basically a werefox, Malia is a werecoyote. Then Danny, Mason, Cory and I are human. Parish is kinda part of the pack and he's a hell hound. So yeah I think so." Stiles answers making me laugh a little.
"You have a very open pack." I say with a wide smile. "So you'll tell Scott?" Stiles asks his eyes gleaming with hope. Who could say no to him. "Yeah." Stiles grabs my hand holding it. "I really missed you Theo." Stiles says as we walk to class hand in hand. "I missed you more Mieczyslaw." Stiles blushes and slaps my arm lightly. "Don't call me that, no one actually knows my real name except you and my dad." He says giving me his 'angry' face. I laugh and nod. "Okay Sti, I'll only do it when we're alone." I say not promising to stop calling him that altogether, I like his real name. He sighs but nods. "Okay." We walk into the class room where the teacher gives as a pointed look and then looks at our hands then back at us. "And why were you late, again?" The teacher asks looking at Stiles. Stiles holds up my hand in his. "Found a new guy wondering around like a lost little puppy." Stiles says the teacher only roles her eyes but nods.
Stiles pulls me back to the back were he sets in a desk beside of a boy, that must be Scott McCall and setting me in front of himself. "Who's that Stiles?" Scott asks seeing as it looks like we know each other, which we do. "We'll tell you and the rest of the pack at lunch." Stiles says and Scott eyes him befor nodding. "Okay what ever you say Stiles."
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Faded Colors, Broken Words (Steo)
FanfictieWhat if Theo knew Stiles really good befor he killed his sister and what if he didn't want to but the dread doctors made him. Not really following the story line of teen wolf but I kinda am. But some people aren't dead and some people are still aro...