Chapter 1: Pulling An All-Nighter~

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(A/N: Okay before I get this thing started, there's some things you need to know before you read. This will NOT be a traditional Teen Wolf story. Scott will NOT be bitten by Peter, Derek is NOT a werewolf, there will be NO SUPERNATURAL CREATURES FROM THE SHOW, in this story. And I know most Stereks are based with the show, but I thought I'd take a different approach, and think outside the box. Derek WILL be HUMAN. His family has NOT died in the house fire, everything is completely normal. Scott will he normal, Allison, Lydia, Jackson, Issac, the twins Ethan and Aiden, EVERYONE will be COMPLETELY normal!

I know this may be a boring story, but I want to make it a damn good Sterek story, and I hope you all enjoy it, and hopefully you will be okay with the concept without all the supernatural happenings that happen in Teen Wolf.

Please like, comment, vote, whatever the fuck you want, and I hope you do enjoy my little Sterek creation, my friends...And I must warn you, there WILL be some..Male situations ;).

Enjoy ;).

-XxDannyLovesBenjixX

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(Stiles' P.O.V.~)

I rested my head on my chin and tried to stay awake, while Coach was teaching us about something I just forgot about. It's not that I was really bored...Even though I was, but I had spent all night, working on some other homework, and occasionally taking breaks, to read some comic books...Not the first time I've pulled an all-nighter.

My eyes fought to stay open, but I was losing. I decided that I'd sleep a little, and hoped coach wouldn't notice. But as soon as my eyes flutter shut, a loud whistle blew into my ear, and nearly made me soil myself. I jumped up in my seat like a scared cat, and my eyes shot open. Laughter erupted from all around me, and I looked to see Coach standing there, a big grin on his face. He held the tip of his whistle between his teeth, and let it drop from his mouth, letting it sway as it dropped back to it's original place.

I felt my whole body turn red, and Coach shook his head. "Am I boring you, Stilinski?"

I shook my head and said "No..N-No sir..I was up all night finishing homework, and didn't have time to sleep."

"Well next time put those books down and get some sleep, so you can spend more time paying attention in my class, and not spending it counting sheep. Now pay attention."

I nodded and said "Yes Coach."

I looked over at my best friend Scott, and saw he was trying not to laugh. I just rolled my eyes and payed attention the rest of the period.

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After the embarrassment at school, I just wanted to get home, and become one with my bed. Thank God it was Friday, cause I need the sleep.

I pulled my jeep into the driveway of my house, and saw my dad's cruiser wasn't in the driveway...Probably at work...Again. My dad was the Sheriff of our boring little Beacon Hills, and being alone in the house at night, has become the new norm for me...Which is sometimes a good thing, cause I like being alone sometimes and things can get pretty awkward between us.

I looked over and noticed a U-Haul truck sitting in the driveway of the empty house next door, but didn't feel like meeting the new neighbors. I just wanted to get inside, and melt into my bed.

After I killed the engine, I got out, unlocked the front door, and walked in. I closed and locked the door behind me just like dad has preached me to do, and walked onto the kitchen. I saw a note taped up to the fridge, and pulled it off.

Stiles,

Gonna be at the station until 12:30.

Dinners in the fridge.

Be good.

I love you.

-Dad.

I sighed and threw the note away. "Love you too, Dad." I opened the fridge, pulled out the left over pizza we had last night, and heated it up. Even though I was ready to drop any minute, a kids gotta eat...And when I'm hungry, I can't sleep.

After consuming what was left over and drinking some Mountain Dew, I felt like a champ. I grabbed my backpack from the counter, dragged myself upstairs, and walked into my room. I dropped my bag to the ground, closed my door, and flopped onto my bed, where I passed out instantly.

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