Lucy Argent sat on the roof of her house, a mug of tea next to her as she read a book under the moonlight. The younger sister of the Argent family, she was the more innocent less aggressive of the two. Where Allison mostly took her anger out on those around her, Lucy let it out more naturally, through books and writing.

Being a junior in high school, Lucy always hung out with Allison's friends, simply because of the fact that she didn't really connect with anyone her age. Flipping the page of her book, she heard some rustling around below her. She looked up in alarm as she placed her book down, glancing over the edge.

"Stiles," Lucy said cheerfully as her upper body hung from the rooftop. Stiles turned around in panic before sighing in relief, a hand over his chest.

"God Lu, you're going to give me a heart attack," he chuckled before glancing curiously at her. "What are you doing up there?"

"I'm reading! It's a beautiful night," she murmured in awe as she glanced at the moon before looking back at him. "Plus, I'm home alone and I often spend my nights alone up here," she grinned.

"Mind if I join you?" Stiles asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously. She patted the area next to her and smiled weakly.

"Sure! Just go up to my room and then out the window," she giggled, trying to imagine Stiles climbing up the side of the house to get to where she was. He disappeared inside before returning a few moments later, climbing clumsily out of her bedroom window.

"Wow, you've got a cozy little setup here," Stiles acknowledged, looking at her blankets, Oreo cookies and tea mug.

"It's a regular activity of mine," she replied, staring at him. "I don't really have a lot in common with people. Everyone kind of only knows me as Allison's little sister so, I'd rather just read then talk."

"How come you talk to Scott and I then?" Stiles questioned, staring at the girl in front of him, her hazel colored eyes sparkling in the glow of the moon.

"Well, I trust you guys," Lucy simply said. "Scott's like an older brother to me and you," she hesitated then, biting her lip. She didn't really know what to consider him.

Stiles Stilinski had been the first person in Beacon Hills to try to get to know Lucy. She had been sitting alone at lunch and she looked around helpless before a look of sadness crossed her face.

Scott had ditched Stiles to go do some wolf thing and he'd seen her from across the room. He felt bad considering he knew that she wasn't from around here, Stiles would have gone after someone that beautiful if she'd been around before. He could've sworn she was even prettier then Lydia but he would never admit that.

Stiles had walked quickly over to the table she was sitting at and sat down across from her. When she looked up, he had almost chocked on his food. Staring back at him were the most amazing hazel eyes he'd ever seen in his life. Colors of green and brown mixed with orange specks; it was a color he'd never seen before.

"Hi," she said quietly, her eyebrows scrunched in confusion. No one had made an effort to talk to her before, so why was someone trying now?

"Hello," he replied with a goofy grin, making her crack into a smile at his warmness. She could already see the quirkiness in his voice. "Did you know that you have only one dimple when you smile? It's kind of cute," he said, poking the dent with the tip of his finger.

"Did you know it's not very polite to poke someone's face without permission?" she replied with a grin, making him giddier by the second for playing along.

"Did you know that I don't know your name but I'd really like to learn it?" he questioned, staring into her eyes before winking at her.

"Did you know that you need to do more than ask me questions to earn my name?" she tilted her head to the side, wondering who this curious boy was.

"Did you know that I'm one of the coolest people in school?" he joked, making her laugh even more as she looked down with embarrassment.

"Did you know that you're the only person here that's talked to me all day?" she admitted, a rosy blush appearing on her cheeks. His smile faded for a moment before sticking his hand out.

"Well I'm honored to be your first new friend," he beamed, "I'm Stiles." Lucy grabbed his hand and gently shook it, watching his face.

"I'm Lucy," she replied. "And the honor is all mine."

Lucy was closer to Stiles than anyone else she knew in Beacon Hills and that included her family. After Kate died and then her mother, Lucy had been becoming more quiet and kept to herself a lot more. Though the Argent sisters both struggled with the family deaths, Allison had been M.I.A. lately. She'd spent a lot of time with Gerard which meant that Lucy spent most of her home time with her father.

And Lucy at heart was always her father's daughter, much calmer and reserved until provoked. But her father had been gone a lot too, going off to do whatever it was he did, leaving Lucy to be by herself.

"And you, well, you are my first friend remember?" Lucy said finally, looking up to see Stiles smiling down at her.

"Took you a while to respond, I thought you were going to say something like, 'Well you Stiles, you just suck,'" he stated, but he wasn't laughing.

"I was just," Lucy started.

"Thinking," he finished for her and she looked down as he wrapped an arm around her. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, a concerned look on his face.

"No, not really," Lucy whispered, not really wanted to talk about her mother anymore.

"I'm always here, you know," Stiles urged, squeezing her tighter to him. "In case you ever need anything." She nodded with a weak smile.

"So, what are you doing here? Don't you have a certain Lydia Martin to woo?" Lucy taunted and Stiles glared playfully at her.

"Maybe I just wanted to hang out with my beautiful best friend, okay?" Stiles shrugged as he ate an Oreo.

"Oh, I didn't know Scott was here," she said, glancing around. "Scott! Where are you?" Stiles started to tickle her, playfully annoyed at how wise she was being.

"I meant you, Lu," he rolled his eyes and she smiled.

"I know," she mumbled, biting into an Oreo.

"So you're coming to the game tomorrow right?" Stiles asked, looking down at her again and she nodded.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Lucy said with a gentle smile. "You know I'm your number one fan right?"

"Oh really? And what exactly do you cheer for?"

"That one day, you will be in one of those games Stiles," Lucy replied. "Until then, you do a great job at warming the bench," Lucy finished with a laugh before she shrieked, Stiles jumping for her as she quickly ran to her window, tea forgotten on the roof top.