Silent Fangs

Chapter 1: I Lived Bitch

STILES POV

I woke up and started to get ready to go to Scott's house for our camping trip. The day before we went shopping to get all of the supplies, we got a tent, sleeping bags and all of the essential things. As I finished getting ready I heard my phone ringing. When I looked at the screen I saw that Scott was calling.

"Hey," I answered the phone, walking out of my room downstairs to the kitchen.

"Stiles where are you, you were supposed to be here 30 minutes ago," Scott scowled through the phone angrily.

"Ok, ok I'm coming," I mumbled grabbing my bag packed with camping stuff.

"Bye Dad, I am going camping with Scott, see you in a couple days," I yelled through the house. I shut the front door, then walked out to my jeep. I grabbed the keys out my pocket and got in. I put the key in then tried to start my jeep. At first it took awhile to start but then it finally did. I reversed out of the driveway and started driving to Scott's. When I got to Scott's house he was already waiting for me outside, with an angry expression on his face.

"Took you long enough," Scott joked.

"Yeah, yeah." I sarcastically joked. Then Scott and I were off, we started our journey to the camping site we were going to stay at. The view when we were driving there was great, but it took 4 hours. When we arrived at the camping site, we unloaded everything out the car. Scott unloaded most of the stuff because of his supernatural strength and endurance.

"Uhh.. Scott how do we build the tent," I asked him looking at the confusing instructions.

"Here let me take a look," He confidently snatched the instructions out of my hand.

"I think we do it like this," Scott mumbled trying to put up the tent.

"Ok I will leave you to it then, I'm going to go get wood for the fire," I smirked watching him try to put the tent up. I walked into the woods that surrounded the open camp site. I heard birds chirping and other creatures rustling in the bushes. As I walked along I picked up sticks and branches that were laying on the ground. When I had enough I made my way back to Scott. When I got back I laid the branches and sticks on the floor and turned over to look at Scott. I burst out in laughter as I saw the tent.

"I thought you said you could put it up," I laughed as I looked at his failed attempt to put up the tent.

"Hey it's not like you did any better," He exclaimed as the tent drooped down on the floor.

"Alright you got me there. Let's try and do it together this time." I said, Scott and I tried to build the tent again and it actually worked.

"See? We can do anything together when we put our minds to it." I smiled at our successful attempt to build the tent.

"Yeah, after trying to do it twice." Scott sarcastically joked.

"Wow, sarcasm? It doesn't suit you." I said,

"Yeah, it suits you better." He patted me on the back, I hadn't noticed how late it had gotten. I set up the fire wood and then lit the fire. Scott got dinner ready while I set up our camping chairs.

"Why do I have to make dinner?" Scott protested, as he got the bacon out of the ice cool esky.

"Because you make better food than me." I sat down in my chair as Scott continued making our dinner.

"Here," He passed me a plate of bacon, whilst I got some bread and sauce to make a sandwich with it.

"Thanks." I thanked him then started eating the sandwich. Soon after the fire had died down a bit and he put the fry pan away, Scott sat down with his dinner and started eating it.