Just knock on the door Kasey, you've been here so many times before and knocked on his front door, why can't you do it now? Just raise your little fist up and knock three times, and wait for Stiles to come and answer the door. It's not weird. It's not like by the way you'll knock on the door he will know that you like him. He isn't that smart.

But, before I could even knock the door was wrenched open and I was now standing there, frozen with my clenched fist raised, aimed right at Mr. Stilinski's face. He looked at me oddly, "Uh, hello Kasey?"

"Um, hi." I replied slowly, oh this is just great. I waited entirely too long to knock and he probably heard me out here shuffling around on the porch. Way to embarrass yourself, Kasey. Way to freaking go. Pat yourself on the back for this one.

He quirked an eyebrow, "Is there something I can help you with?"

"Actually yes, I'm looking for your son, Stiles. He, uh, called me and told me that he needed me here, as soon as possible." I explained, emphasizing the last few words for good measure, I even pulled my cell phone out of my pocket to show him the call I had received ten minutes ago. Just to be sure that he knew I had an actual reason to be here.

Mr. Stilinski nodded, "Well, come on in."

I awkwardly walked into the house and then bolted up the stairs, I mean don't get me wrong I love Stiles' dad, he's awesome and kind of sarcastic too, he's definitely more of a father to me than my own, but that's not the point. I just feel awkward around any Stilinski in general right now. Maybe I'm overthinking everything and I'm just acting like a moron for no reason. Honestly, that's probably the case.

When I walked into Stiles' room, he was sitting in his computer chair looking at something on a cell phone, even from here I could tell it wasn't his. Did he take someone's phone? Is it Lydia's? Is this what he had to show me? That he took her cell phone? I cleared my throat to announce my arrival, and he jumped in his seat a bit, spazzing out like he normally does. When his eyes settled on me though he stopped spazzing and jumped from the chair, "Kasey! Finally, okay you will never believe this!" He was now walking towards me with the cell phone that clearly wasn't his clenched tightly in his hand.

"Did you steal Lydia's phone?" I asked before he could show me whatever it was he wanted to show me about the phone. 

He glanced at me in confusion, "Um... well that would depend on how you define stealing?"

"Stiles, I'm not getting into this, just show me what you want to show me." I said with a sigh as I glanced back down at the phone. He tapped the screen a few times and then a video appeared on the screen, it looked like the video store's window-- holy shit what is that? Something just jumped out of the window, I tapped the screen to pause the video and when the image stilled, my eyes widened. Staring back at me was the alpha, black fur, bright red eyes and all. 

"Holy hell... how did she get that?" I asked in total shock, Lydia had managed to get actual video proof of the alpha. Something that no other person in Beacon Hills has been able to do. Why was she even filming in the first place?

Stiles nodded, "I know... she got a text earlier and I picked the phone up to give it to her, and well this video was pulled up and I didn't know how to turn it off right away so I just tapped the screen and then this happened."

"Have you told Scott?" I inquired as I played the video back once again, watching the alpha jump from the window and then the video ended. I can't believe that actually happened, she actually got the alpha on film.

He sighed and plopped back down in his chair, "No. He isn't answering his phone-- wait, speaking of phones how did you answer your's if it's broken?"

I pulled out my new phone from my pocket and showed it to him, "I went out and got a new one after school. I just had my old number activated and all that jazz, you didn't answer my question earlier though... why did you call me if you knew it was broken?"

His eyes widened and he looked a bit uneasy, he started to play with some small ball on his desk in attempts to not make eye contact with me. Why is he acting so odd? It's just a question, a very simple question--

"Kasey do you remember that girl I told you that I liked?" 

Oh for the love of all that is holy, why is he bringing this up? I don't want to talk about him and his newly found love. She can go fall in a hole and disappear to Wonderland for all I care. I hear the Madhatter is lovely in bed. 

"Depends, do you remember that dog that I said I wanted?" I replied, hoping that maybe he would drop the subject. I already had to deal with the jealousy from him spending the afternoon with Lydia on the way over here, I don't want to deal with it all over again because of this mystery girl who has his heart. This stupid mystery girl that I haven't even heard about until a few days ago. 

He sighed, "I'm being serious..."

"I am too!" I defended, I really did want that dog I saw on television the other day. It was the cutest looking German Shepard I have ever seen, his name was Rocky and he was only a year old. Of course my mom said no, and I wasn't allowed to get him. Story of my life. I guess having Scott as a brother could qualify as having a pet dog. 

Stiles then abruptly stood from his desk chair and the action caught me off guard, what is he doing? My eyes widened as I watched him run his hands over his face quickly, "You're not listening... Kasey, don't you want to know who she is?" 

I opened my mouth to tell him that I really didn't want to know who she was, but thankfully I didn't have to speak because Mr. Stilinski appeared in the doorway, "Oh, uh... am I interrupting?"

"No!"

"Yes!"

My eyes snapped back to Stiles, only to find that he was still looking at me. Those beautiful hazel irises were burning with a fiery intensity that was making me uncomfortable, why is he so hell bent on telling me who he likes? Maybe it's the same thing I felt last night when I called Allison. I just needed to tell someone because it is too much to keep bottled in. That being said, what can't he tell Scott? Why does it have to be me?

"Right, uh... I'll just, come back later. The door stays open," Mr. Stilinski said before he walked back down the hallway, leaving Stiles and I in another awkward silence-- these seem to be our thing now, awkward and tension filled silences. 

I am trying oh so very hard to not look at him, since he looks so freaking attractive to me now that I can't even think straight. I don't know why all of a sudden I want to admire him and his looks, or why I want him to like me. I don't know what changed in me and made me see Stiles in a totally different way. I don't know what to do right now, and he is only making it harder with this stupid obsession with telling me who he likes. 

He sighed and took a step closer, I wanted to move back but I couldn't move. Why can't I move? Why is he moving closer? Why can't I breathe correctly? My heart is racing and my eyes are so wide that they are probably the size of saucers. Oh god, I can't breathe. I can't breathe. Everything is already confusing enough, why does he have to make what's between us confusing too? 

"Kasey, I--"

"Like Lydia again?" The words tumbled out before I could even register what I was doing, stupid jealousy. Why am I letting this get so out of control? I'm acting like some kid who just got their favorite toy taken away and now someone else is using it. Stiles is my favorite toy and Lydia is the stupid jerk on the playground that took him from me. 

Stiles blinked a few times in confusion, "What? No. No, I don't like Lydia again. Why would you even ask that?" 

Again, I was frozen. Come on brain, spew out some witty comeback that will prolong this particular part of the conversation. The part that I so do not want to have because I'm scared to death to let him know how I feel about him. I'm so freaking scared it's pathetic.

"I like you, Kasey." 

And that's the last thing I remember before I passed out-- just kidding. I didn't pass out, but I wish I would have. Instead I am just standing here watching him look really freaked out, acting as if what he said could totally ruin everything. Which is true, in a sense. Why does he like me? How long has he liked me? I'm the girl that he was talking about? What? I'm so confused. 

"Wh--what?" I stammered as I just gawked at him, he looks very nervous. Like, he thinks I'm disgusted by the fact that he likes me. Little does he know, that my insides are exploding and I'm pretty sure some sort of party is taking place in my brain. 

He swallowed nervously, "Uh-- I mean, yeah... I like you, a lot. But, obviously you don't feel the same way... this is so not how I pictured this conversation going." 

"Are you serious?" Why am I saying things like that? It sounds so rude! I should be screaming at him that I like him too! I should be dancing around laughing as loudly as I possibly can because he does like me and I like him so we can work! We can, date, I guess. We can do whatever we want because we both like each other! 

"No. No, I'm not serious. I just made that all up. I've been obsessing over you since the sixth freaking grade, but no, it's all been a joke that only I've been in on." He replied ever so sarcastically, just like I knew he would. Even when he is trying to declare his feelings for me, he does so sarcastically. 

And so that left me with one thing to say, one thing and one thing only. I should have told him this before, instead of lying about being tired and cranky. I should have told him the first time I started looking at him differently, because he liked me all along. I smiled as I replied, "I like you too."

In all of my years of knowing Stiles I have never seen him smile so widely in my life, it's like I just made his entire year by telling him that I liked him. Is it that weird? I don't think it's weird, well-- it is but it isn't. It's not weird because he's Stiles, it's kind of weird because he's my brother's best friend, but we'll obviously have to work on that...

"Really?"

I nodded, "Yeah."

"Are you sure?" He was now standing directly in front of me and I couldn't help but smile at his goofy grin on his face, I nodded once again and was just about to respond but before I could-- Mr. Stilinski was back.

"Oh! Oh, um. Wow, I was just gonna tell you that I'm leaving... and, okay. Well-- yeah. Uh, okay." And then he was out of the doorway, retreating down the hall muttering things that I couldn't quite comprehend. 

Stiles sighed and pressed his forehead against mine, "He has a knack for doing that."

"Were you going to kiss me?" I chuckled as my hands gripped onto his jacket, I didn't think Stiles would be that bold as to kiss me this soon, but apparently I really don't know him like I thought I did. If he's been "obsessing" over me since the sixth grade, why did he keep telling Scott and I that he liked Lydia? That just doesn't make sense to me.

He smiled softly, "Maybe."

Stiles was leaning in again but the ringing of my cell phone broke us apart, "Are you kidding me?" He groaned in annoyance as he took a step away from me. I chuckled once again as I pulled the new device out of my pocket, shit my mom is calling me.

"Hello?"

She sighed in annoyance, "Where the hell is your brother?"

"Oh... I have no idea actually. I haven't seen him since... well since the last time that I saw him.." I blinked as I tried to understand what I had just said, I confused myself.

"What?" 

I sighed, "Yeah I have no idea what I just said."

"We have that conference in an hour, Kasey if he calls you or if you see him tell him to get his ass down here." She was pissed off and annoyed. I can't blame her, Scott has been careless lately about letting people know of his whereabouts. 

I nodded to myself, "I'll be sure to do that mom."

She then ended the call and I made a face at my screen, "Scott's in trouble, and I have a feeling after these conferences I'm going to be as well." 

"Why?" Stiles asked in confusion.

"Harris."

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"What?" I asked in total and complete confusion, my mom had called after the conference's were over, and I was right I had gotten a total lecture about my behavior in Harris' class, but I don't care about that. No, I was more concerned with what her and Scott were telling me as they walked through the front door. 

"Yeah, a mountain lion. It was running around the parking lot," Scott answered with a sigh, clearly he was confused by this as well.

I ran my hands through my hair as I shook my head from side to side, what the actual hell was a mountain lion doing at the school? This is a set up, the freaking alpha has to be behind this. Mountain lions don't just roam around high school parking lots for fun.

"Anyway, you're both in trouble. So, head on upstairs for the evening." My mom ordered as she shut and locked the front door. Scott and I sighed loudly as we both headed upstairs, I waited until we turned the corner in the hallway before I jerked him into my room, closing the door quietly. 

"Where the hell were you all day Scott?" I demanded as I crossed my arms over my chest, he can't just disappear like that when all of this crap is going on and the reason why we're all involved is because this alpha wants him.

He groaned as he plopped down on my bed, "Allison and I ditched school today because it was her birthday."

"Oh, well that's a perfectly good reason to cut off all communication from Stiles and I for the day." I snorted sarcastically.

Scott nodded enthusiasticaly, "Thank you! Finally someone--oomph!" 

I had just smacked him upside the head with my pillow. I can't believe he actually thought I was agreeing with him. We were both silent as we just gawked at each other, waiting for the other to speak up so we could launch World War III in my bedroom.

"I'm sorry I was just trying to give her a good birthday... look, I get that you and Stiles are upset that I just bailed and you couldn't really get a hold of me. I won't do it again," Scott relented after a moment, he then stood up from my bed and made his way to the door.

I scoffed, "Yeah you're right, you won't. Because you're grounded now, you can't do anything."

He sighed before he left my room, closing my door and heading down the hall. I ripped my jacket off and tossed it to the floor as I sat down on the foot of my bed. As if our situation wasn't complicated enough, now we have to deal with the fact that Scott is grounded, and the alpha planted a freaking mountain lion at the school. This is so messed up, I can't even. Well, at least one good thing happened today, Stiles admitted he likes me.

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I can't even, ugh. So they didn't kiss or discuss anything about their possible relationship yet, that will alllllll happen next chapter! I don't think this is to early, I mean, it is chapter ten... but yeah, that's all I've got to say really. Please feel free to let out your Stasey fangirling in the comments below! I love reading what you all have to say! :) xx