My Anchor || Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 1: Wolf Moon

A/N: Hi! Thanks so much for giving this story a go! I love Teen Wolf with every fibre of my being and really hope that this story does it even the slightest bit of justice. This is a Stiles love story and I am the first person to say that Stydia should happen but... I really wanted to write this. And don't worry, Lydia will not be left in the dust, she will find someone, but I guess you'll just have to wait and see who that may be... The picture is the closest I could find to what Alex looks like in my mind. The face claim goes to Marie Avgeropoulos. You may recognise her as the actress who plays Octavia Blake on 'The 100'. She fits the way I have envisioned Alexis the best. You don't have to think that this is what she looks like, but some people might like to know, so there you go. I know I'm babbling, I'm sorry... Anyway, I hope that you enjoy reading this story and thanks again for giving it a go! Right, now let me introduce you to ...

I was on my stomach on my best friend, ' bedroom floor one earphone in my ear as I blasted OneRepublic through my phone. My eyes were quickly skimming the pages of the textbook in front of me, not really taking in what I was reading. Summer ends tomorrow, and with it, vacation. Ugh, I'm not excited to go back to school. It just means that I need to study more and get better grades otherwise my sister will kill me. This is not an exaggeration. Ok, maybe she wouldn't go as far as to kill me, but she can inflict some damage. Not that I blame her, I would get frustrated with me too. If you're a bit lost let me catch you up. My name is Alexis Hale, but for the love of God, call me Alex. I am 15 years old and am about to enter my sophomore year of high school. I live with my older sister, Laura in a little apartment in our small town of Beacon Hills. I have a tragic past, some might say, but I don't really talk about it much. You see, when I was little, I had a seemingly perfect life. I had a big, loving family that consisted of my Mother, , Father, Neil, Uncle, older brother, , and 2 older sisters and . Laura is the oldest of us, she is currently 26. Then there was Derek who is 25. Then Cora who would be 16, we were born in the same year, just 10 months apart. Then there was me, Alex, 15. My life was pretty normal, well, as normal as it could get living in a house full of werewolves and being one myself. It was what I considered to be normal. I was happy, at least until I was 5. Derek, Laura and I were walking home from school one day in the Autumn, Cora was sick that day, so she stayed at home with Mum, Dad, Uncle Peter as well as some of our many relatives, some of whom were human. Derek, who was 15 at the time caught the scent of smoke, fire and burning flesh. Laura picked it up as well, since I was only very young, I couldn't control myself yet, so I couldn't smell it. Derek picked me up and placed my small figure on his back and ran, with Laura right behind us. Once we stopped, I looked up to see the house I was born in, burnt to ruins. Now that we were closer I could not only smell but see the smoke, fire and burnt flesh. My siblings and I stood in silence, staring at our childhood home. I wondered if everyone was okay, if they were still in there, or if they never made it out. My little brain had so many questions but I was too afraid to break the silence, afraid it might be the last in a long while. Derek must have read my mind as he walked slowly into the house. Then, he heard someone breathing and rushed in. Laura looked at me and told me to stay right where I was and not move until she or Derek came back and she went in after him. I stayed still and waited for them. When they finally emerged, Derek had a body slung over his shoulder, as I looked closer I saw that it was Uncle Peter. Burnt, battered and bleeding. We took off for the hospital and long story short, he's been in a coma ever since. Derek ran away soon after that and I haven't seen or heard from him in a long, long time. I'm not even sure if he's still alive. Enough of that, let's get back to the story.

I started thinking about what school would be like this year. I knew that I wanted to try out for the lacrosse team again. I made the team last year as the only female freshman ever on the BHHS team. I had a bit of an unfair advantage because of my wolf skills, but... Oh well. I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts but my brown eyed friend slapping the back of my head with the palm of his hand.