Scott-
You sat on the stairs, waiting for Derek as you always did. It was getting later and you were getting a bit worried, but he was probably just running late.
Suddenly, the door swung open.
"Der?" You asked.
A flashlight lit up the room and you frowned as you came face to face with two boys, both who weren't Derek.
You sighed and dived into the usual statement.
"You can't come in here. This is private property. Please leave before I have to call the sheriff. Again."
"It's okay. We know Derek." One of the boys spoke up. He was cute. Like mega super cute.
"Also my dad is the Sheriff so I would really appreciate if you didn't call the police." The other boy said.
You knew him. Stiles Stilinski was one of the most well known unpopular sophomores in your school, just because his dad was the Sheriff.
"Well Derek is supposed to be here any moment now so you can make yourselves comfortable I guess."
The two took a seat on the floor.
"My name's Scott by the way." The first boy said.
"I'm Stiles." Said Stiles.
"Y/n."
"So, y/n, how do you know Derek? Are you his friend or girlfriend or something like that?" Scott asked.
You burst out laughing at this, surprising both boys.
"No." You said, smiling still as you shook your head. "No. I'm his youngest sister."
"I thought Derek only had one sister, Laura."
You shook your head.
"No he has three sisters. Laura, Cora, and I. Cora ran off after Laura got killed."
"Oh."
The front door opened again and in walked Derek.
His face lit up at the sight of you but immediately dropped at the sight of Scott and Stiles.
"What are you doing?" Derek asked.
"Entertaining our guests." You said with a smile.
Stiles-
You hated being the new kid.
But here you were, walking in on your first day at a new school for probably the 14th time.
This time it was Beacon Hills High School, a rival from 3 schools ago.
As soon as you walked in, you could feel several eyes on you, looking you over, noticing that you don't belong, maybe already judging you.
You made your way to the office, trying not to draw attention to yourself.
"Are you new?" Someone asked from behind you.
You turned around, and you were met with curious dark eyes.
"Yeah... how did you know?" You said.
"Beacon isn't a very big place. Anyone can tell if you're new." He said, sticking out his hand. "My name is Stiles."
You smiled. His name was peculiar but you liked it.
"My name's Y/n."
"Well nice to meet you Y/n. Oh, and unspoken student rule number one: don't go to the office on your first day. The principal will walk you to your class and embarrass you. I'll help you get to your first class." Stiles said, looking down at your schedule.
"Oh! You have the same class as me! That's great. I can show you to the teacher before class starts and I can introduce you to my friends." He started walking and you hurried to keep up with his quick pace.
He continued to babble away as he walked, talking about how you could sit with him and his friends at lunch.
At that moment, you knew he was going to be a good friend for a long time.
A/n: Hi!! Thanks for clicking on my book! I really appreciate it! These imagines are either really short or really long lol.
