~Endless love~ <3

~The New /Old Guy~

{ M A L I A }

So school is back in session and this new guy Theo showed up last night at senior scribe.Supposedly he knows Scott and Stiles from forth grade and he's a werewolf now. He says he wants to join the pack.

He's very attractive, but for some reason Stiles doesn't trust him. Go figure.

I wake up extra early so that I may be able to find the perfect outfit for the first day of school.

When I had finally found what I was going to wear, I hopped in the shower. I was going to wake Stiles right after but by the time I had gotten out, he was gone. Must've been called in for an early morning lacrosse practice.

I then went into Chance's room to find her standing in her crib. My baby is growing up so fast. I lift her gently and give her kisses. She laughed adorably.

I fed her breakfast and began to take her to my father's house. It took me about ten minutes to arrive.

Once I had reached the front of his house, he had met at the front porch. He had a large smile as he feasted his eyes on his beautiful granddaughter.

"Hey Sweetie." He greeted happily.
"Hi dad. How's it been?" I asked as I gave him a hug.

"I've been good. Just here cleaning my guns and watching TV with Apollo" He explained as our dog Apollo sat beside him.

I gave my father a hug goodbye and kissed my daughter before getting in the brand new car my father had gotten for me.

I saw Stiles waiting for me in front of the school. I wrap my arms around him as soon as I get to him since that was the first time I've seen him all day.

"Hey you, where'd you disappear this morning? " I asked as we held each other for a moment.

"I was at the station. I had to look into Theo Raeken." He answered.

He then explained all he had to do to find the smallest information on Theo.

"So you ran a background check. And all you found was a speeding ticket?"

"A ticket signed by Theo's dad eight years ago." He said as we walked up the steps of the school.

"Which means what?" I asked as I walked behind him.

He stopped walking and he turned to face me.

"Who speeds?" He asked as if I would know the answer.

" People trying to get away from something." He answered.

"Well how many tickets do you have?" I asked.

"None." He answered proudly.

"How many would you have if you're dad didn't talk you out of  them?" I re-asked.

"Sss-seventeen." He answered. Then looked down from a bit of shame.

I look up to the sky to think.

"I don't know Stiles, I mean I see why you're worried.  He's really hot. He's got great hair, perfect body. You should definitely feel threatened." I pointed out.