A Wolf in Girls' Clothing

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Hips. Right. Lapdance. Okay. First--the shoes needed to go. She toed off her worn black sneakers and set them aside, stuffing her plain white socks into them. Flats, she could have worked with, but the clunky sneakers she wore for hours spent on her feet were definitely not at all sexy, so she figured no shoes were better. And she might have been procrastinating just a little to give her time to think.

She returned to where she’d been standing before, and couldn’t help but feel incredibly awkward and unsexy, her shallow pastel v-neck t-shirt and stretchy skinny jeans nothing like the dancers wore. Not revealing or easy to remove. Just comfortable enough to wear for long shifts, but without being sloppy. She took a step forward, the carpet rough against her bare feet, and focused on her posture. Back straight, heels slightly off the ground as she took another step, letting all of her weight shift to the foot on the ground, making her hips sway slightly. 

His nose wrinkled as the girl asked him if he was like her, head tilting slightly. Obviously, she didn’t know much about werewolves. Because if she did, she would know that she could smell him – or any other wolf nearby. It made him wonder, was she an omega? Had the beacon called her here like so many others? Or was she simply running from something & found herself here? Those would all have to wait, seeing as he had ignored her questions. 

“No, I’m not a werewolf. My best friend is though. An alpha,  actually. & yeah, there’s quite a bit of others around here.  I’m surprised you haven’t ran into any of them yet." 

      Callie wasn’t sure whether to be ecstatic or terrified that there were other werewolves in the area. This kid ran with them, clearly, and he didn’t seem horrible. But he wasn’t actually a wolf, and her last run-in with one... Well. That was less than pleasant. How was she supposed to know if she ran into one, anyways? Unless they were wolfed out, and, from what she could infer, the wolves of Beacon Hills had a bit of a better grasp on control than she did.

“I’ve really just been trying to keep my head down. I don’t want to bring any attention to myself, just go to school, keep my grades up, be as normal as possible.”

      She was doing pretty well, if no other wolves (or humans) had spotted her until now. She hadn’t exactly made any friends, what with her trying to make it so no one even knew she existed, but no one else had died. One word caught her attention, though--alpha. She chewed on her lip for a moment, debating on saying anything further--clearly, this kid had already figured her out, and he was likely going to tell his friend, anyways, so what was the harm in actually talking to him? She just hoped she didn’t sound too ignorant.

He probably could have been a little less creepy about the entire situation, but he had found over time that when he tried to do that, things got more complicated. It was best to just be out in the open with it; especially if the other person already knew about what he was trying to hide. 

               "Yeah, okay, you’re about as fine as a                 mouse caught in a trap.“ 

That look she was giving him? So not fine. & Stiles would know. He was a master at pretending to be fine. Could play with the best of them, really. So for her to try & pull one over on him.. well, it was cute that she was trying, at least. 

      “Wait, hold on, slow down-- How do you know this stuff? Are you... like me? Are there others?”

      She wasn’t sure whether to be terrified or ecstatic that someone knew about werewolves in Beacon Hills. After all, her only experience with one was when she got bit (and then got the hell out of dodge weeks later), but... this guy didn’t seem too bad.

      Yet.

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As she shrunk back, he stopped completely; not wanting to freak her out anymore than he obviously had. Lips pulled in a tight smile, trying to be reassuring but more than likely missing by a mile. He could only imagine how crazy he looked going towards the person who was growling at him not even a minute ago. Watching her check herself in the camera on her phone, Stiles cleared his throat & rocked back on his heels. 

      Okay, this kid was seriously freaking her out. More than that, he was scaring her. Honestly? He looked a little insane. She slowly shut her locker and hiked her backpack up on her shoulder, ready to run if needed. As long as he was human, she could outrun him.

      “I don’t-- How-- Why--”

      She had so many questions, and she didn’t know where to start. She didn’t want to answer, because it was embarrassing--she caught herself with claws or glowing eyes more often than she’d like to admit. Fangs, at least, she could always tell when they showed up by the pressure on her gums.

      “No, unless they didn’t say  anything. My-- I’m fine, okay?“

“Hey, it’s okay.” He held his hands out, stepping forward  carefully as she seemed to realize that it was her who  was growling. It probably said something about himself  that he was moving towards the danger.

“Yeah, I--”

      Woah, he was moving closer, why was he moving closer? She shrunk back a little, reaching for her phone and opening up the front facing camera, taking a look at herself. Okay, no glowing eyes, no fangs, no claws. She was good. Sort of. How was this kid not freaking out about the fact there was some girl growling in the hallway? Callie was pretty sure she was more freaked out than he was.