𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

As we arrive at the school, I hop off my brother's bike and flatten down my brown checkered skirt before fixing my white long sleeved crop top.

I hear the engines of two motorcycles pulling up behind me and I spin around, my dark curls bouncing at the motion. Ethan and Aiden walk up to Scott and I, the latter giving me a warm smile before looking to my brother.

"You're back in school?" Scott asks in surprise.

"No, just to talk" Ethan answers.

"Oh. That's kind of a change of pace for you guys. Seeing as how usually, you're just hurting, maiming and killing" Another voice buts in and Stiles appears at my other side, leaving my between him and my brother.

"You need a pack. We need an Alpha" Ethan elaborates.

"Yeah. Absolutely not. That's hilarious though" Stiles scoffs and I frown at him, but he ignores me.

"You came to us for help. We helped" Ethan argues.

"You beat his face into a bloody pulp. That's not helping. In my opinion, that's actually counter-productive" Stiles argues back.

"Why would I say yes?" Scott asks curiously.

"We'd add strength. We'd make you more powerful. There's no reason to say no" Aiden pipes up and I shake my head.

"I can think of one. Like the two of you holding Derek's claws while Kali impaled Boyd" Isaac's voice joins the conversation and I look to the cardigan wearing boy "In fact, I don't know why we're not impaling them right now, you know, besides the fact your sister is screwing one of them"

I glare at the dirty blonde and he grins sarcastically until a growl is heard and I look to Ethan who is glaring at Isaac through bright blue eyes, fangs showing aggressively.

"You want to try?" Ethan challenges.

Isaac takes a step forward but Scott grabs his arm and pulls him back.

"Sorry, but they don't trust you. And neither do I" Scott declares.

The boys walk past the twins to head towards the school and I give them both an apologetic smile, patting their chests as I pass them to follow the boys.

As we enter the school, a roll of toilet paper is thrown in our direction and it bounces of Stiles' head, making me giggle in amusement.

"All right, that's my face!" The Stilinski boy hollers before looking at my brother, clapping his back proudly "Hey, dude, good decision, buddy. Good Alpha decision"

"I hope so" Scott huffs out as I listen to the sound of my white heels clicking on the floors.

"No, you know so" Stiles corrects and I roll my eyes, elbowing him.

He pokes my ribs in retaliation with a cheeky grin on his face and I squeal, slapping his hands away from me. I glare at him playfully as he opens his locker, putting some of his books from his back into it and I notice my brother staring off behind me.

"What are you looking at?" I ask and I turn my head to see Kira struggling to place her books into her locker, making me smile.

"Me?" Scott asks in surprise.

"You" I confirm.

"You looking at her?" Stiles asks, nodding at Kira and I shake my head as he puts a carton of eggs in his locker.

"Her?" Scott acts dumb.

"Who her? Her her. Kira" Stiles elaborates.

"Do you like her, Scotty?" I ask curiously.

"No" He snaps immediately, making me smirk "I mean...Yeah, yeah, she's okay. She's new"

"So, ask her out" Stiles shrugs.

"Now?" Scott asks in disbelief.

"Yes, now" Stiles nods, slamming his locker shut.

"Right now?" Scott gulps nervously as we start walking to class.

"Right now" Stiles confirms "Scott, I don't think you get it yet. You're an Alpha. You're an apex predator. Everyone wants you. You're like the hot girl that every guy wants"

"The hot girl?" Scott questions.

"You are the hottest girl" Stiles says encouragingly as he walks away and I grin in amusement.

"What?" Isaac asks in confusion as he approaches us.

"I'm the hot girl" Scott declares confidently.

"Yes, you are" Isaac encourages him.

My brother grins widely and I giggle, patting him on the back.

"Let's get to class, hot girl" I laugh and he practically skips the whole way there.

We enter Coach's class and I sit down in my seat between Stiles and Scott.

"Son of a bitch!" I hear Coach scream and we all collectively laugh.

I look between my brother and the Stilinski boy with a giggle, knowing that they left a prank for him last night. Coach enters the classroom with a scowl on his face.

"Mischief Night, Devil's Night. I don't care what you call it. You little punks are evil" He declares, pacing as we all continue to laugh at him "You think it's funny every Halloween my house gets egged? A man's house is supposed to be his castle"

He slams his palm down on Scott's desk, making the Alpha jump while I giggle at my brother's reaction.

"Mine's a frickin' omelet!" He adds.

The man then turns to his desk and picks up a box wrapped in birthday wrapping paper.

"Oh, this? We're gonna do this again? I don't think so" He scoffs, dropping the box onto the floor.

He stomps on it and the sound of glass shattering rips through the air, causing my eyes to widen in surprise. In disbelief, he reaches down and picks up what is left of the mug that he smashed. His face is on the ceramic with the caption '#1 COACH'. With a frustrated huff, he opens the card and reads it aloud.

"Happy Birthday. Love, Greenberg" He reads and I wince.

ouch, that's gotta hurt

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I slam my locker closed and I'm met with the grinning face of Aiden.

"What are you doing here?" I ask suspiciously.

"Ethan and I have decided to finish high school" He shrugs nonchalantly and I raise a brow.

"Now, why would any sane person do that?" I question.

"I'm not sane anymore" He answers simply.

"Anymore?" I frown in confusion.

"I met this girl a while back, and she drives me crazy" He smirks widely.

"Is that so?" I quip, a smirk playing on my own lips.

"Mmhm" He hums, reaching forward to grab my waist but I place a hand on his chest and push him back a little.

"I don't think so, big guy. You can't just stroll in here and expect me to let you tear my clothes off in Coach's office like you didn't disappear for two weeks" I declare.

"Oh really?" He challenges and I nod.

"Really" I confirm.

He slams his lips onto mine and all thoughts of keeping him on a hook go out the window as I kiss him back. Before I can register what's happening, Aiden pulls back and grabs my hand dragging me down the halls.

We reach Coach's office and I press my lips to his, pushing him into the room. He stumbles backwards into the room before spinning us around and grabbing my waist, lifting me up.

Instead of my ass being placed into the desk like usual, Aiden pauses and I turn my head to see the desk has collapsed, probably thanks to Scott and Stiles. My feet touch the floor again and I scoff in annoyance, looking over the trashed office. I turn to Aiden who smiles at me cheekily.

"Guidance office?" He suggests.

"Okay" I nod, grabbing his hand and dragging him out the door. 

We enter the guidance office and I'm immediately lifted onto the desk, my legs wrapping around Aiden's waist as he kisses down my neck. I pull his shirt over his head and in turn he lifts mine off, showing him my white lace bra.

He presses himself right between my legs and grinds against me, making me moan. I feel his hands run up my thighs, under my skirt and I sigh in content.

The door is abruptly swung open and I gasp, turning my head to see Stiles looking between us with wide eyes.

"Shit!" I curse, pushing Aiden away from me as I slip off the desk and pull my top back on.

"What the hell, man?" Aiden growls in disbelief.

"I-I need Natalia" Stiles stutters, his eyes on me as I run my fingers through my curls.

"Duty calls" I comment jokingly, patting Aiden's chest as he glares at Stiles.

I exit the room, pulling the Stilinski boy with me and he keeps up with my fast pace like a puppy.

"Hey, slow down!" He whines and I stop completely, turning to face him.

"I can't believe you've seen me in my underwear twice now" I mutter in disbelief and his cheeks turn a bright pink.

"You've seen Natalia in her underwear?!" I voice gasps and I turn in surprise to see Lydia looking at us with a wide grin.

Allison and Isaac stand behind the girl with wide eyes and I laugh awkwardly, stepping back beside the Stilinski boy.

"I-I, fuck, no! I mean, yes- But not like that!" Stiles stumbles over his words and I slap my hand over his mouth, giving him a warning look to which he mumbles 'sorry' against my palm.

"Lyds, look, this is a huge misunderstanding" I explain to my friend who looks between Stiles and I with a suspicious raised brow "Stiles just needs to learn to knock, that's all. Nothing else"

"Sure" Lydia sings with a smirk on her face.

"Can we just get to why we're all here?" Allison asks, changing the subject and I shoot her a grateful smile to which she winks at me.

Stiles pulls my hand off of his face and begins ranting about a murderer that is apparently hiding out in the school, according to his father and my own who are here searching for the man.

"Barrow went after kids with glowing eyes? He said those exact words?" Isaac asks glancing at me.

"We are dead men walking" I comment, Isaac nodding in agreement.

"Yeah. And no one knows how he woke up from the anaesthesia. Just that when they opened him up, they found a tumour full of live flies, which in any other circumstance would be all kinds of awesome" Stiles explains.

"Did you say flies?" Lydia asks in disbelief, stopping in her tracks and we all turn to her.

"Lydia?" Allison frowns.

"All day I have been hearing this sound. It's like...this buzzing" Lydia elaborates.

"Like the sound of flies?" Allison questions.

"Exactly like the sound of flies" Lydia confirms and I gulp.