Stamon (stiles and Damon) tw/Tvd

Mystic falls

*stiles pov*

We got off the bus and I felt this feeling, what feeling- that I do not know. It was just a feeling.

Maybe it was happiness- not quite sure.

Maybe it was relief, I mean that ride wasn't the comfiest- not that either.

Maybe it was a good feeling, like mystic falls gave me this energy- doesn't make sense but might be what it is.

I stopped thinking and just focused on what was happening.

Coach was shouting at this new kid for some stupid reason, apparently he made a joke about coach's love life or something.

Scott and the others were talking so I went over and joined them.

"Hey, whatcha talking about." I said resting my arm on Scott's shoulder, casually.

"We were thinking," malia started, "what if there was  something supernatural about this place, you know since it practically could be anywhere."

I thought for a second, annoyed but curious.
I wish I never new about the supernatural world.
I wonder if there is something powerful.
What if I don't go back to beacon hills......

I started to trail of in my thoughts until someone shouted.

"Alright you lot, follow me to the place you'll be staying."

Me and the rest followed coach.

While we were walking, I had this strange feeling (not the one I had when I stepped out the bus) but like someone was watching me.

My neck started to sweat and I became nervous.

I quickly turned round to nothing. It was just my imagination.

I kept telling myself that. It was just my imagination.

But how can I believe that after everything that has happened in beacon hills.

Before I knew it, we were there.

"Alright, grab a key and go up." As he said that everyone charged at him to get a good room. Coach almost fell over.

Coach spat, "kids."

I was the last in the building and the last to my room. Luckily I was sharing with Scott.

He looked at me, "you okay?"

"Yeah, well kinda."

"You know you can tell me anything, right."

I came over and sat on my bed.

"I had this feeling.... like I was being watched."

Scott looked up, "stiles, I'm sure everything will be fine."

I wanted to thank him and say it made me feel better but really we don't know for sure. So instead I just smile.

When Scott went to bed I didn't. I couldn't.
What if I didn't wake up?

I know I shouldn't, I know I should sleep.

What makes me feel better is if I eat.

I jumped up and went downstairs for food.

I got crisps, chocolate, gum and chips.

Sounds good.

(AAAA IM LOSING INSPIRATION SO IMMA LEAVE IT HERE AND YOU CAN COMMENT WHAT YOU WANT TO HAPPEN)

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