scott woke up to an extremeley annoying alarm.

he was confused because everyone of his friends either understood that the alarm was disorienting and kinda painful for wolves, or was a wolf themselves.

he opened his eyes and was assaulted by multiple images, moments, maybe even memories.

"hi, scott and isaac, right? i'm stiles. well, actually my name isn't really stiles, it's a really hard to pronounce name and the closest i can get is mischief, but stiles is twenty times easier, so i go by stiles... so what are you doing?" said a ten-year-old stiles.

"go away, i'm playing with my best friend, isaac. we don't want to hang out with you." responded scott.

"hey, stiles, you're good in history, right? think you could help me and isaac out with it?" said an out-of-breath scott, looking about thirteen.

"yeah, no. i have better things to do mccall," stiles scoffed as he walked away and towards jackson, danny, and lydia.

at sixteen, scott and isaac saw stiles and derek fighting again in the video store parking lot.

they had a terrible and toxic relationship.

"no, you keep cheating on me, i forgave you last time, despite the fact that i walked in you fucking my aunt, but i can't do this again! now it's my english teacher, next it'll be lydia for godsakes! we're done, for good this time!"

usually they were back together within a week or less, but this time they didn't.

looked like stiles was really done this time.

stiles came into class, late, first day of junior year, which wasn't abnormal, except for the fact that he looked really good.

and thus, stiles became every girls and most boys point of affections.

and he didn't seem to mind.

what the hell?, scott thought.

he got dressed as quickly as possible - absent mindedly putting on the white button, black tie, black suit jacket with the school crest, and the black slacks, with black sneakers - and rushing down the stairs and onto his bike, yelling good bye to his mom on his way out.

scott pulled into the school parking lot, where he first noticed what he had put on earlier.

for a minute he debated going back and changing, being late to class was worth not being mega embarrassed, but then he saw everyone else was wearing variations of the same thing.

a sleek red jeep, new and really nice jeep, pulled into the school parking lot.

two people got out, one boy and one girl, and it took scott a moment to notice who.

stiles and allison!

allison was wearing an oversized sweatshirt with the front tucked into jeans, and her hair partially blonde and curled.

stiles though... well, stiles was hot. and scott was saying this in a completely platonic way!

stiles' hair wasn't in the normal buzzcut, it was grown out, and looked either like he had just had sex, or he ran his hair though it multiple times. he was wearing a button-down and a black tie, just like scott, but he had on a leather jacket instead of a suit-jacket, and black-ripped skinny jeans, and classic black and white converse. he also had a chain going from the left frontpocket, to the left back pocket.

he was seriously hot.

allison walked over to the side stiles was getting out of and burrowed under his arm that he lifted over her shoulder and led her over to where danny and a few other members of the lacrosse team were sitting.

scott wanted to rush over to stiles and question if he knew  what in the actual hell was going on right now -

well, to be completely honest, the first thing he would do is ask how he grew his hair that long overnight. ever since his mom made him cut his long hair off, he's been dying to grow it back -

but he would wait for the rest of the pack to arrive before confronting stiles.

he didn't have to wait long, isaac arrived not two minutes later, erica and boyd soon after, kira having picked liam up on the way to school came with him a couple minutes later, and then jackson with lydia and the twins in tow.

they all gravitated towards him and quickly noted the absence of stiles.

isaac was the first to voice his confusion.

"where's stiles? and am i the only one who woke up with flashes of memories or something. and i woke up at parrish's house. anyone know as to why that is?"

"no, i did too. but that can wait. stiles... is over there," scott said as he pointed to the back of a very broad and nice looking stiles.

"heh, nice one mccall, but where is he really?" jackson said.

scott was about to protest that it is really him, i know i was just as confused as you, but i know the face of my best friend thank you very much, before stiles proved his point for him by turning around and seeing there odd litfle group.

stiles' eyebrows scrunched in confusion before he tunred back and started to talk to danny.

"holy shit. well if i knew he had the potential to look like that under all that gross flannel, i might've given him a chance," lydia jokes.

"okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, why don't we just go over to him and ask him what the hell is going on," aiden said.

"i'm fine with that," responded jackson.

so they made there way to stiles' table that was now just danny, allison, and stiles now that everyone was going inside to their lockers.

"hey, stiles," called out erica.

stiles turned with an eyebrow raised at her, that was then turned into both eyebrows raised in the general direction of lydia and jackson.

"yeah, reyes?" stiles responded.

erica's face showed surprise at the thinly vieled mix of annoyance and curiousity.

"stiles," scott cut in, "we all woke up and it was really weird, almost like a dream-"

"okay, mccall... well to put it bluntly, i don't particularily care about what weird ass dreams you get. and i have much better things to do so... jax, lyds, you guys coming?" stiles asked as the three of they headed for the entrance.

"what'd you just call me?" jackson asked in shock.

"... jax? whatever, see you guys later."

they walked up the step and towards the door and the pack hurriedly followed them, but stopped in surprise at the theme that started to play out in front of them.

"love you, alli," stiles said as he kissed her on the head as she started to walk away.

"love you too, mischief," allison smiled.

alli? the few times some of the pack tried to call her that they nearly got an arrow through the genital areas, and the rest got the idea.

"are you two dating?" scott asked in surprise and confusion.

stiles and allison turned to him in surprise and shock, danny having left them to their own devices.

"did you get accidentally high again, mccall? i don't exactly get off on incest. she's my little sister, idiot," stiles said in disgust.

allison just continued to stare at them like they were idiots.

"wait, siblings?" lydia asked in surprise.

they looked at the whole pack in amazement.

"okay, weirdos. we're just gonna go."

and they walked away.

what in the actual hell? they need to talk to derek.

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okay, so basically everyone lived, nobody died, they killed off most of the good characters.

also, lydia may seem shallow but she isn't, i love her, stydia and stallison brOTP for life.

i've been doing this during virtual school all day and i still haven't been caught, but i gotta go ;)

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