CHAPTER TWO
― juniper is hot !
❝i'm the gladiator❞
scott, stiles, and juniper stood at their lockers. of course, scott was watching over the new girl while stiles and june just fought over who was the best on star wars. stiles thought yoda, june thought r2-d2. stiles smiled, finally letting juniper win. the girl had a warm and fuzzy feeling in her stomach when he smiled and one thing was for sure; she did not like it at all.
jessica, one of june's kind-of friends, walked up to the three and sighed. "can someone please tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes, and she's already hanging out with lydia's clique?"
"because she's hot," stiles stated. "beautiful people heard together." juniper and jessica scoffed in disbelief. he just basically called them not hot, and if any thing, stiles thought june was very hot, he just wouldn't ― couldn't say it to her face.
"seriously?" jessica huffed, stiles looking down at the two girls. "so, we're not hot?"
"what i meant was lydia picks the people who look the best," stiles shrugs.
"that doesn't make it any better, stilinski," june pointed out.
"she picks the girls who look girly," stiles huffs.
"we can look girly!" jessica defends herself. "just because we don't look the part, don't mean we ain't, right, junie?"
"sure," juniper sighed, looking away and resting her head against the locker.
"june ―"
"no, i get it," june nodded, cutting stiles off. "i'm not hot. save your breath, stilinski."
june sat on the bench, watching as stiles took a seat next to her. she gave him a small smile, getting over the fact that he didn't call her hot. like, who cares, right? besides, it was juniper adler, she doesn't care about that shit. does she? the whistle blew, june raising an eyebrow when scott covered his ears, flinching. that had never happened before. and then he flew back after taking a ball to the face. june let out a small laugh like the rest, stiles nudging her.
another one was thrown towards him, scott catching it making june's eyes widen. he grinned, stiles letting out a laugh. "yeah!"
another one was thrown and he caught it, one after another it happened again and again. june frowned when she saw jackson at the front of the line. "oh, god," she muttered, watching jackson glare at her best friend. jackson ran forward, shooting the ball at scott.
...
...
june jumped up and cheered as the ball was caught, a grin spread on her pink, glossy lips. she turned to stiles ― who had also been cheering ― and hugged him tightly. her arms tightened around her neck, his hands making their way to her waist and holding her steady. she didn't even realize what she was doing until she had done it. she jumped away from him, stuttering slightly.
"we never talk about this, ever," june stated to her best friend, the boy nodding.
"agreed."
"i don't know what it was," scott spoke, the three stepping through puddles. and jumping over rocks as they searched through the woods for scott's inhaler and the body. "it was like i had all the time in the world to catch the ball. and thats not the only weird thing. i can hear stuff i shouldn't be able to hear. smell things."
"i think we can all smell things, scotty," juniper patted the boys shoulder. "you're not that special."
"no, no, i can smell things like.." scott trailed off, but then pointed at stiles. "like the mint mojito gum in your pocket."
stiles started feeling around his pockets. "i don't even have any mint mojito.." he pulled out a piece from his pocket, june's eyebrows raising. they continued walking. "so all this started with the bite."
"what if its like an infection?" scott asked. "like my body's flooding with adrenaline before i go into shock or something?"
"you know what?" stiles asked. "i actually think i've heard of this. its a specific kind of infection." june snorted, knowing what stiles was doing.
"are you serious?" scott asked, stopping the walk.
"yeah," stiles nodded. "yeah, i think its called lycanthropy."
"whats that?" scott asked. "is that bad?"
"oh, yeah, its the worst," june nodded.
"but only once a month," stiles shrugged.
"once a month?" scott asked.
stiles hummed. "on the night of the full moon," june and stiles then mimicked a wolf howling, stiles pushing stiles back. "hey, you're the one that heard a wolf howling."
"hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me," scott sighed.
"yeah, you're a werewolf," june teased. stiles laughed, mimicking a growl. scott frowned.
"okay, obviously we're kidding," stiles pointed out. "but if you see junie and i in shop class trying to melt all the silver we can find its cause friday's a full moon."
scott stopped in his tracks and pointed at the ground. "no, i could have sworn this was it. i saw the body, the dear came running. i dropped my inhaler."
"maybe the killer moved the body," stiles suggested.
"if he did, i hope he left my inhaler, those things are, like, eighty bucks." scott sighed, starting to search again.
june looked to the side, finding a man who looked pretty dark and mysterious. she tapped stiles, saying his name to get his attention. the boy frowned when he saw the man, tapping scott to get the other boy to look. the man walked closer.
"what are you doing here?" he questioned rather rudely. silence. "huh? this is private property."
"then why are you ―" a hand covered her mouth, stiles' hand to be exact. she frowned as he removed his hand, looking up at him with a sharp glare.
"sorry, man, we didn't know," stiles excused themselves, "and don't mind my friend here," ouch. "she runs her mouth alot."
"bitch," june hissed.
"yeah, we were just looking for something, but.." scott paused. "forget it." the man threw an inhaler at scott, the boy catching the object easily. stiles mouth was agape as the man walked away, scott continuing to talk. "all right, come on, guys, i gotta get to work."
"dude," stiles stopped him. "that was derek hale. you remembe, right. he's only, like, a few years older then us."
"remember what?" scott asked.
"oh, god," juniper sighed. "does his family ring any bells?" scott shook his head. "fire. hale's. leave."
"his family all burned to death in a fire, like, ten years ago," stiles explained.
"i wonder what he's doing back," scott mumbled. stiles scoffed, the group turning to walk away.
juniper sighed. "lets go, boys."
― authors note !
juniper is a
little sweetheart.
first; junie gets jealous
because she thinks
stiles doesn't think shes
hot
second; shes fine but
then hugs stiles and
they agree not to speak
of it
third of all; they are
walking around
and all of a sudden its
just boom!
bye.
― word count !
1156
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