The Beginning || Stiles Stilinski ¹

02 || First Day of School

Episode: Wolf Moon

The next morning, Thaís woke up wishing it had all been a nightmare. It wasn't. Sadly.

To say she was in a bad state was an understatement. Dark bags were present underneath her eyes. It seemed as if the morning had come way too soon. Her calf and shoulder still were sore and bleeding. The medication pills were still not kicking in. Memories of last night seemed to be the worst part of it all. They wouldn't let her be at peace. It was too grotesque and scary.

Beacon Hills High School sat right in front of her currently. The old red brick building stood tall and daunting. Students walked beside her, scattered around the school. She inhaled deeply as if that would be enough to comfort her. This is it, she thought. She knew she was going to find 'death' here.

Just as she was about to walk further, she spotted Scott McCall standing around. He was talking to another boy with a buzzcut. She walked over to them with hesitancy only because there was no one else she could go to.

When the shaggy-haired boy met her eyes, he seemed genuinely happy that she was okay. He nudged his friend. The girl sent him a timid wave, "Stiles, this is Thaís. We met after it happened."

In a fraction of a second, she finally met eyes with Stiles Stilinski.

For a while, she seemed to be flustered - Lost for words. Admiring every aspect of his fair-skinned countenance. The alluring of his twinkling whiskey-colored eyes. There was something oddly comforting about him. A feeling of familiarity and safety. His presence made her heart race wildly inside her ribs - An intoxicating yet slightly intimidating type of feeling.

Her eyebrows furrowed, confusedly trying to decipher what she felt. Perhaps they'd encountered somewhere in the past? She lived here before when she was a kid. It seemed like a plausible answer. Maybe it was just that he seemed nice right away.

Stiles cocked his head slightly, feeling it too. The hint of surprise present in his eyes as well as bewilderment.

"H - Hi... Hello." He stuttered nervously, staring down at her in awe. He couldn't deny she was beautiful. Thaís felt her cheeks burn as she noticed the look in his eyes and the awkward tone in his voice. Stiles cleared his throat as it itched with anxiety and tried to play it cool. "Nice to meet you. I'm Stilinski – Yeah... Wait. What? No!... I mean, Stiles Stilinski."

She giggled, making his cheeks turn pink in embarrassment, "Thaís Levine. Nice to meet you too." Her hand stretched out as she grinned widely. He immediately took it, shaking it softly whilst looking down at her. A timorous smile looped on his lips. His eyes looked into hers, wanting to feel what he had felt before.

"Guys!"

The two snapped back to reality, hearing Scott's voice. Their eyes widened as they noticed they had been shaking hands for about a whole minute. Stiles gaped at the girl, embarrassed. Hesitantly, he let go of her hand. They both turned to look at the shaggy-haired boy, who wore a faint smirk on his lips.

"Uh... I -... Right." Stiles stammered, noticing the look on Scott's face. He sent Thaís a glance before looking at Scott. "Alright, sorry. What do you think did it?"

"Yeah," Scott muttered, raising an eyebrow at them before lifting his shirt to show us his bandaged side. The white gauze was tinged red from the blood seeping right into it. The Stilinski boy let out a quiet 'oo' sound, wincing. Thaís grimaced, touching her shoulder softly. Scott put down his shirt, hiking up his backpack more. "It was too dark to see much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf."

Stiles' eyebrows raised, unconvinced, "A wolf bit you both?"

Thaís' eyebrows conjoined, remembering last night. She knew what she saw in the woods couldn't have been a wolf. California hasn't had wolves in a long time, first of all. And secondly, that thing was twice the size of an actual wolf. It was like a giant bear with big red eyes.