Connection, Chapter 1. (Teen wolf.) (Stiles Stilinski Fan fiction.)

Ice Pick

I know that I am way late on an update I give the most sincere apologies to those who have been waiting for an update, I do promise that I will try and update more often from now on.

Note that I don't own Teen Wolf but I do own Madison Hannah and Patrick.

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After Mr. Stilinski was finished trying unsuccessfully to figure out what happened at the police station he decided to let us go home. As suspected as soon as Stiles and I exited the police station and got into his car he flipped out.

"What the hell was that in the police station?" He sounded

I hide my smile and ask "Me throwing the knife at the cop?"

He burst "YES! Where did you learn to throw knives?"

"Patrick gave me them after the thing with Peter..."

He sighed and didn't speak, it felt like an eternity where I was waiting to see his reaction.

"Stiles are you pissed at me from throwing the knife at the cop? Because if you are mad, you can't blame me. If you had been any closer to the cop when Isaac attacked it could have been you that Isaac hurt." My speech turned from a question into a full on rant.

He placed his hand on my cast and laughs "That was...that was...something that a comic book hero would do. Hot."

I lean over the center console and kiss him sweetly as I pull away from the short kiss and whisper "Do you want a burger?"

He burst out laughing "How did this go from a nice kiss to a burger?"

"I'm hungry, I've been a little bit too busy to eat dinner before now." I say with my stomach grumbling.

He turns on the jeep and shifts into drive "Fine but we're getting milkshakes too."

I laugh and nod in total agreement.

One thing about me is that I hate Monday's. That is why today was starting off terrible. Today started off with the messiest hair that I've ever encountered, and trust me it was not an easy thing to fix. You try doing your hair with only one arm, it's impossible! Then while I'm getting ready for school I have to drag out my scarf collection to try and somewhat cover the hideous bite where Peter bit me. Not to mention that I didn't sleep a wink last night because I was awake having a vivid conversation with this woman named Claudia who died a few years ago, so that was great. Note my sarcasm.

On the way to school Stiles was kind enough to make a stop at Starbucks and get me a large coffee with cream and sugar. I downed as much of it as I could before entering school but I still seemed to have about half of it left, not that I'm complaining.

As I walked into the gym I saw a giant climbing wall and almost half of the class grinned with excitement. Almost everyone climbed the wall and because I couldn't climb the wall with my cast the only two people left to climb were Stiles and a blonde haired girl named Erica.

By the time that Stiles was all the way up the wall, Erica was stuck halfway up and she was clearly panicking about being up so high. Instead of people trying to encourage her, the students laughed at her.

The coach goes near the wall and asks Erica "What's wrong, is it vertigo?"

Lydia and I look at each other and roll our eyes before Lydia informs coach "Vertigo is a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear."

Then Allison asks coach "Is this safe for her to be doing this, she has epilepsy?"

"Why does no one tell me this?" Coach yells.