NEW GIRL • STILINSKI [O.H.]

Chapter Four

I would just like to say that I don't own any of these characters. Except my character Claire and maybe some other characters along the way. All of these character belong to the amazing writer of Teen Wolf, Jeff Davis.

Chapter 4

I found out I had all of my classes with Stiles, which was helpful.

When the lunch bell rang, I was going to sit by Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and some girl named Allison, but they said they needed to have a private conversation. So instead I sat by myself, until a really handsome guy approached me.

"Can I sit here?" he asked pointing to the seat right next to me.

"Yeah, of course." I said moving my bag.

"Hi. I'm Aidan. My brother Ethan is right over their." He said pointing behind me at a boy that looked exactly like him. He was talking to Danny.

"Hi. I'm Claire McCall." I replied looking down at my food.

After a few minutes of random banter with Aidan, Stiles came and sat on the other side of me.

"Hey Claire? Um...can I talk to you for a second?" he whispered to me without taking his eyes off Aidan.

"Um...Stiles. I'm kinda in the middle of something." I replied sending Aidan an apologetic look.

Aidan looked at Stiles. "Yeah Stiles. Just give the pretty girl some space." Aidan said to Stiles with a sharp tone, which caused me to blush.

Stiles slowly backed away, still watching Aidan, as if he was about to attack me. Then he went and sat next to Scott. He whispered something to him and Scott stood up in his chair.

Scott then stormed over to me and grabbed me by my arm.

"A word please Claire." He said in a demanding tone.

"Well, since you preyed me away from one guy that actually showed some interest in me, sure." I snapped back.

Scott basically dragged me into the hall.

"Claire. You can't be with him." He said to me.

"What? What do you and Stiles have against him. He is the only person who actually wanted to sit next to me after you and your friends shut me out. And how dare you bark orders at me." I snapped.

"I'm sorry about lunch. You can sit with us tomorrow. Just please trust me. He isn't good." He said. Than the bell rang.

Since I didn't get to eat any lunch, I grabbed an apple and set off to my next class. I was glad to see that Aidan was in my next class.

I was about to sit to the chair next to his when Stiles ran ahead of me and almost knocked me down, trying to get the seat. So I decided to go to the other seat next to him, but Scott did the same thing.

I gave him my death stare and then sat down in the seat two seats ahead of Aidan.

My last class was with Scott, Stiles, Aidan, and Ethan. Their was no way Scott and Stiles could stop me from sitting with Aidan now.

I quickly ran to the seat to the right of Aidan before Scott or Stiles could and plopped my books down.

"Hey Claire!" Aidan said in a happy tone.

"Hey Aidan. Sorry about lunch. My annoying cousin wouldn't let go of my arm." I apologized loudly so Scott could hear.

"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to do something later." He asked.

I blushed. "Yeah of course. What's your number?" He grabbed my hand. I felt all tingaly inside. He wrote his number on my hand. I could feel Scott and Stiles's eyes burning holes in the back of my head.

Once we started writing the principal came in and said that Scott's mom called and she needs him at the hospital. I looked at Scott with an interagitory expression. He shrugged and then left the class room.

A few minutes after Scott left, a bird crashed into the window. Everyone turned their attention to the window where we all saw a blood mark left by a medium sized bird.

We all stared in amazment as we saw about one hundred birds flying twords the window. They crashed into the window as we all ducked down.

As if by instinct Stiles lurched forward and covered me with himself. I would have thought that it was sweet that he wanted to protect me, but I was a little preoccupied with the suicidel birds crashing through the window.

It seemed like forever until all of the birds died. Everyone was hurt in some way, except for Ethan and Aidan, which I thought was suspitious.

I felt blood trickle down my face right before I passed out.