"WHERE is she?"
"Over here!" Allison called out for the two teenage boys who had just gotten there to the scene.
Stiles only froze in place when he noticed the way Stella was dressed. He looked at her up and down with wide eyes, not believing his own two eyes. That's when his eyes stopped at her forehead.
She was in a rush so she just decided to go to the place with what she was exactly wearing. Which was a tight tank top that would show part of her stomach if she raised her arms, really short shorts, and some slippers that belonged to Allison's. Plus, Allison had written across Stella's forehead with marker.
"What, what the hell are you wearing? And what the hell is a Stargent?" Stiles stuttered out and pointed at her as if she did something that really offended him.
"What, Stilinski? Can't handle a bit of skin?" She asked, smirking at him with crossed arms in front of her while she walked closer to him and it was as if Stiles had forgotten about a certain strawberry blonde head for the very first time. This time all his attention was on a brunette who had so much danger in her eyes it was so irresistible.
Stella stopped walking and unfolded her arms in a rush, staring at him with a confused look in her eyes." Wait, did you just say Stargent?"
"Um, yeah. What does that mean?"
Her dark brown eyes somehow managed turned into a darker shade when she realized what was going on. Her head snapped towards Allison's direction with a furious expression. While Allison was trying her hardest to act confused but gave her away once she bursted out laughing.
"Nothing. It means absolutely nothing!"
"Stargent? Really, Allison? You couldn't have come up with something better?" Lydia asked in disbelief at the ship name Allison had created.
"Oh, what? You try putting their names together! They both have the same two letters in their first name. It just wouldn't come out good." Allison tried to defend herself from her best friend.
"It's the same thing. Same thing as the pool. I got into the car heading somewhere totally different, and ended up here. And you told me to call you if there's a dead body." Lydia commented to Stiles which brought him back to the world and had him pay attention to her.
"You found a dead body?" Stiles asked Lydia.
"Not yet." Lydia mutters and then shoved her hands in the pockets of her sweater.
"Not yet? What do you mean 'not yet'?" Stiles asked in frustration. "Lydia, you're supposed to call us after you find the dead body."
"Woah, there buddy. Calm down. We don't want you taking off your earrings over this, kay?" Stella joked and started to pull him towards her, which sort of worked because he was now staring directly at her.
"Oh no, I'm not doing that again. You find the dead body from now on." Lydia got angry and snapped at him.
"How are we supposed to find the dead body? You're always the one finding the dead body." Stiles complained throwing his hands everywhere which Stella groaned to.
"Come on, Stilinski."
"Guys. I found the dead body." Scott tells them which caught everyone's attention.
"Stupid, Ally. Writing on my forehead with marker. Stargent is otp. Oh, how funny! Stupid stupid family member. Stupid Stilinski. Stupid love." Stella muttered to herself in anger as she entered the school with frustration obviously showing on her face.
She didn't care about running late to school because it was practically her specialty, being late for school every day. This day was different because Stella had to wake up extra early just for the writing on her forehead to wash off and when she started to get annoyed it was ruining her day even more.
The girl bent over and started to get a drink of water from the water fountain, not caring if it was going to ruin her lipstick. She just didn't care at that point.
"Hey."
That sudden voice behind her made her jump, hand still pushing the button for the water to come out. Which the water ended up getting on her white shirt. That was a terrible thing to do because then everything was visible.
"Nice going, Stilinski." Stella groaned and turned around, getting ready to argue but instead of seeing the hyper boy she was faced with the alpha werewolf.
"Sorry that I'm not Stiles... Although.... Nice bra." Aiden smirked which made Stella just sigh crossing her arms in front of her chest to hide her visible bra.
"What do you want, Aiden?" Stella asked him already annoyed by his presence, which made her day even more ruined.
His smirk faded and then sighed looking around everywhere but her eyes.
"I just wanted to apologize and al-"
"You're apologizing? Wow, never thought I would see this in my life."
"Stella... Yes. I am apologizing okay? I know I hurt you badly by ditching you and going with Lydia. Who is one of your closest friends." Aiden started to scratch the back of his neck nervously not being able to look at her in the eyes just yet.
"You didn-"
"Let me finish, Stella. You and I both know that what we had between us was something special. Don't pretend that you didn't feel the sparks every time we kissed or how whenever I touched your soft skin that you would feel like you were on fire. Please, don't try to lie to yourself that what we had wasn't amazing because it was and you know it too." Aiden's voice got softer and softer towards the end of his speech, the space between them was getting smaller by each word that Aiden had spoked.
His hands were tightly but gently gripping her small waist. Stella's hands were just simply on top of his chest as if she was deciding in her head on what to say.
Aiden's right hand left her waist and reached up to cup her cheek. His eyes finally looking right into hers and at that moment Stella couldn't help but blush at the sudden action.
"See you later, Stella." He whispered as he walked away as if nothing had happened.
Stella took a few seconds to realize that she had to get to class or else she would be marked absent instead of late.
Stella started to sit down in her original seat which was right behind Scott but then Stiles stopped her. He avoided eye contact as he started to take off his flannel and place it around her, trying his best to keep his hands to himself.
"Why did you give me your sweater?"
"Your bra was visible." He says nervously and then walks over to his desk and he was about to sit down but then completely misses his seat so he fell down on to the floor.
The brunette wasn't able to contain her smile that was desperately wanting to spread across her face. She bit her bottom lip to stop herself to look like an idiot but she couldn't help herself.
Maybe, she just couldn't resist the hyper kid who had no experience in any relationships.
That's when she mentally groaned to herself for acting this way.
Aiden.
Stiles.
"Idioms, analogies, metaphors, and similes, all tools the writer uses to tell their story." Ms. Blake tells her whole class while Stella was to busy scribbling and doodling on her notebook, not paying attention to what she was teaching.
"Lydia, I wasn't aware you had so many hidden talents." Ms. Blake says having Stella turn around with her mouth wide open in surprise.
"You and every guy I've ever dated." Lydia pursed her lips at the teacher, continuing to draw on her notebook.
"Please, that girl is horrible at drawing. You should see my drawing, Ms. Blake." Stella grinned and held up her notebook that had a drawing of a realistic sunset.
"Oh, um, well, that was an idiom, by the way. Idioms are something of a secret to the people who know the language or the culture. They're phrases that only make sense if you know key words. Saying "jump the gun" is meaningful only if you know about the starting gun in a race, or a phrase like 'seeing the whole board.'" She smiled and then walked over to Stella, placing a hand on top of her shoulder.
"That is very beautiful, Stella. You have an amazing talent. I'd like to discuss about it after class, would you mind?"
Stella looked over at Lydia with a smirk because she was playfully teasing her across the classroom.
"Like chess." Stiles says out loud bringing up the topic from a minute ago.
"That's right, Stiles. Do you play?" Ms. Blake asked.
"Uh, no. My father does."
"Now, when does an idiom become a cliche?" She asked all of us.
"I think I can get to Ethan. I'm pretty sure I can make him talk." Stella heard Scott talk to Stiles considering she was right behind him but she decided to keep her mouth shut and continue on drawing.
"What do you want to do that for?"
"The druids are emissaries, right? So what if the Darach was an emissary to the alphas?" Scott asked.
"Okay, first of all, I cannot believe that we've gotten to the point where a sentence like "what if the Darach was an emissary to the alphas?" Actually makes sense to me. Second of all, we're gonna have a huge problem getting to Ethan." Stiles tells him.
"What's that?" Scott asked in confusion.
"Going through Aiden." Stiles tells him before looking at him. "Ever since he's been back at school, they're always together. How are we gonna separate them again?"
Scott and Stiles then quickly turned around to face Stella who was looking up at them with an annoyed expression on her face. Stiles glared at Scott for even suggesting it.
"What now?" She asked with a heavy sigh once she placed her pencil on the table.
"No." Stiles simply answered it for her to Scott who only raised his eyebrows but shook his head at him.
"She's our only hope, Stiles. She can actually help us and besides... Aiden is in love with her. He won't be able to take his hands off of her." Scott tried to explain to him why it was such a good idea but Stiles didn't really like the description.
"Seriously, Scott? Seriously?"
Scott looked over at Stella and asked his question. "Stella? Will you help us?"
"I would but I don't want to." She smiled at them sarcastically and then groaned quietly when Scott's face turned into a sad depressing one.
Which he did on purpose by the way. Scott knew how much it breaks Stella's heart to see her friends get upset because of her.
"Fine, fine! I'll do whatever you need me to do."
Stella pushed Aiden back which resulted him to fall back on a chair, sitting and staring at her with a smirk. She slowly straddled him with a small fake smile on her face as she was trying so hard to keep him as busy as the boys wanted her to.
She placed her lips on top of his so that they were brushing each other. Aiden wanted so badly to smash his lips with hers so that he would finally have that pleasure. Finally, getting to savor her irresistible lips that he missed tasting so much.
"What's the matter, Aidey? Don't you want to have me right here and right now in Coach Finstock's office? Wouldn't you like that?" She whispered against his lips, her voice coming out raspy.
The dumb nickname made Aiden crack a smile because he couldn't help but think how adorable she was. Although, he did think that she was being extremely sexy at that moment as well. More like a combination of both which didn't bother him at all.
"Oh, I'd love that, Little Red." He whispered to her back and finally kissed her lips but it was a peck so it was extremely short.
That's when he continued on talking. "I just don't want to have sex with you like this anymore. Not plain sex that means absolutely nothing. Stella... I actually want to make lov-" Of course that's when he decided to shut himself which really bothered the Argent girl.
"What? Tell me!" Stella complained, pouting at him.
Aiden couldn't help but look at her in her big brown shining eyes that he adored so much. He didn't want to admit it anymore. He just couldn't.
He already denied his feeling to his own twin brother. Even though Ethan didn't believe him one bit. He was his twin brother after all. But then again Aiden just wanted to push away his feelings even if he did somewhat confess to her not long ago. He'd like to think of it as an act for her to trust him again but in reality he knew it meant something to him.
"Nothing... Just kiss me." He shook his head and cupped both of her cheeks, making her smash her lips with his which he deeply enjoyed but he couldn't help but feel a hole inside him for not confessing.
He felt like a coward.
Stella ended up forgetting about what he was going to say to her because she decided to stick with Scott's and Stiles plan. They wanted her to keep him busy while they walked to his brother so that's exactly what she's going to do.
She started to lean closer to his body, his hands slowly slid down so that they were now grabbing onto her butt as she was moving in sync with his lips. Her hand were gripping onto his hair which made it harder for him to pull away but he managed to do so.
"What now? What's that look for?" The girl asked him with so much frustration, her hands slapping down against her sides.
"Nothing. I'm just kind of surprised. You've barely talked to me since..."
"Since what? Since you killed Boyd?" Aiden flinched at that but nodded anyways.
"I told you that was Kali. I didn't have a choice."
"I thought you were all alphas. But no it's like you guys are all Deucalion's bitches." Stella commented bitterly.
"Yeah, well, it's not as Democratic as it sounds. And if you're thinking I should be all filled with remorse, try and remember Derek killed Ennis." Aiden tried to defend himself which only made the situation worse for him.
"So it's his turn to kill someone now. Is that it?" She asked defending Derek.
"Maybe."
"Unbelievable." She whispered under her breath and shook her head, chuckling darkly at the man she was sitting on top of.
The twin brother was going to apologize to her for the second time that day but he stopped once he finally took in her outfit.
"Is that Stiles flannel on you?"
Stella stared down at her outfit and turned brightly red as her heartbeat started to raise up with such a high speed.
They both didn't have a chance to talk because that's when they both heard a scratching noise. A symbol being traced on the door window.
"What the hell is that?"
"Derek." Aiden growled at that, picking Stella up and gently putting her aside when he was staring at the symbol.
"Derek?" Aiden ignored the brunette and then started to yell out Derek's name as she tried to stop him from walking even further to the locker room.
"Aiden, stop, please." She tried to beg him but it was no use to go against a man who was much stronger than you because he was a werewolf and not just any werewolf, an alpha.
"I'm right here, Derek." Aiden says angrily, walking away from the werewolf hunter who was glaring at him.
"I'll scream. I-I mean... I may not scream as loud as Lydia but I'll scream loud enough for Scott to hear and he'll come here to kick your ass." Stella tried to threaten him but that surely didn't stop him.
"You want a fight, Derek? Come and get me." Aiden yelled and then all of a sudden Cora came out of no where pushing Aiden into the lockers. She then ran up to him and kept slashing him with her claws as Stella just stood there in shock.
Nobody had seen that coming. Not even Aiden.
Cora kept on injuring him and Stella tried to stop her but she pushed her back. Which was a awful move to do because the alpha who was against the lockers had gotten even angrier for touching the girl he cared for so deeply.
Aiden grabbed on to Cora's hand and then at her throat. He pushed her back with all his werewolf force which had caused her to hit her head against the wall, under the sinks.
"Aiden, stop! Please, stop hurting her!"
Aiden grabbed on to a weight plate which really scared Stella. It completely terrified her to see him so angry like that.
That's when Stella did something so terribly stupid for a human like her to do. She ran in front of Cora and tried to calm him down but his eyes were glued onto the young Hale who was bleeding on the ground. He put one hand back and then with all his force he had slammed Stella across to the other side of the room also having her hit her head.
"Stella!" Cora yelled out in worry but that's when Aiden slammed the weight plate against her head, harming her extremely bad.
Aiden came up to Cora and was about to slam her with the weight plate once again when Scott and Ethan grabbed him.
"Stella!" Sella heard Stiles yell and then saw him kneeling next to her, picking her small body up from the ground and placed her into his arms.
Blood was trickling down her forehead. It looked horrible because her once tanned skin was turning paler. She was losing a lot of blood fast.
"Hey, hey, hey, I got you." He whispered into her ear when she started to whimper in pain.
"You can't do this!" Ethan yelled at his brother.
"She came at me!" Aiden yelled back at him.
"It doesn't matter! Kali gave Derek until the next full moon. You can't touch him or her. You even hurt, Stella! Stella, Aiden!" Ethan scolded him which brought his brother back to reality and made him realize what he had just done to Stella.
Aiden looked down towards the Argent to see her in the arms of Stiles. He was soothing her down every time she would wince in pain, the blood rolling all the way down to her chin.
"Stella?" He whispered her name softly and tried to reach out for the brunette but Ethan knew it was best for her to stay with Stiles so he pulled his brother away from the scene.
"Hey, guys, I think she's pretty hurt." Stiles started to say when he looked at Lydia holding onto Cora who was just as bad as Stella.
"Stella looks pretty bad too." He whispered as he looked down at her with her eyes closed.