Unexpected

ONE

Chapter One

Pouring Rain

"Thank you, Victoria. You're lecture was amazing, as always." Mr. Harris smiled at me as I took a seat in the student teacher's desk at the side of the room. I was helping Mr. Harrison in his class over the summer. 

"Can you excuse me from class? I didn't do my speech." Stiles turned to look at me as he spoke. I rolled my eyes.

He asks me this every presentation he's had in Harris' class. "Maybe if you weren't out all night, again, you might have gotten it done on time." I growled as I went back to drawing in my notebook, shading in the details of my latest drawing that was just as terrifying as the rest. It helped me though, like my own form of therapy.

Stiles ignored my comment, instead he looked at my book. "What are you drawing?"

I covered the page with my hands. "Nothing." I spoke quickly. If he looked at this he'd think I was crazy, I am currently drawing something I saw in a dream. I'm drawing a man/wolf thing. It's completely terrifying, with red eyes, pointed ears, claws, and sharp teeth. 

Stiles grabbed my book, looking over the drawing with big eyes. He began to flip through the pages, looking at all my weird drawings I got from dreams. Agh, he's gonna tease me for ages. I groaned in a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment while sinking back in my seat.

"Where'd you come up with all of this?" He spoke to me in all seriousness, taking me by surprise but, I ignored the worry in his tone and instead shook my head. 

I sighed. "Look, I know its weird and... slightly insane, but, I've been having dreams and all of this, is in those dreams." I feel crazy right now, my brother loves to tease me and mess with me, it's like his favorite pass-time activity, and I can't deal with yet another thing he can tease me about.

"Oh. Okay, weird." He let out a nervous chuckle, handing me back my journal. Oh-kay then.

I sunk back into my chair, when Stiles wasn't talking to me, its as if I become completely invisible to the whole school. No one notices me, and no one spoke to me, except for my brother and Scott.

Scott is my brothers best friend....my brothers super hot best friend, who I've been crushing on since kindergarten. I wouldn't say I'm obsessed, but I do tend to think of him and his body quite often. He just has this effect on me, an effect that makes me want to rip of all his clothes and--

"Miss Stilinski, I know you enjoy my class, but schools out and I would like to go home now." Mr. Harris jolted me out of my thoughts. I stood up, gathering my things quickly.

"uh, yeah, of-of course."I ran out of the room as quickly as possible. I can't believe I zoned out while thinking of Scott yet again. Ugh, why do I have to like him? Out of all the people in the world, why him?

I sighed as I left the school, it was pouring rain and Stiles left town to do god knows what with god knows who. Looks like I'm walking. I let out a sigh as I began walking home.

The rain had soaked through my clothes, causing them to cling to my body. And my hair? It was a freaking mess, my brown locks were soaked and completely messed up. Good thing I don't wear makeup, if I did id be totally screwed. And why the hell is it raining in the middle of the summer?

I walked up the front porch to my house and went to get my key out of my bag.

Huh, weird my key is usually right here... I let out a groan, great. I'm locked out.