You were new at Beacon Hills. You didn't know much about that school.
* YOUR POV*
I walk through the doors and up the stairs to my locker. I ask a girl with strawberry blonde hair.
- Hey. Do you know where Math class is at?
- Is that your first period?
- Ya.
- You're lucky i'm the same period with you. Let's go. My name's Lydia
She smiles shaking my hand.
- I'm Y/N
We walk to Math class and i sat a table next to hers. Beside me was a guy with brown eyes. He wore a white top and a red, white and dark brown flannel on top of it. While in math class, i could notice he was looking at me.
- Stilinski, is everything okay?
Asked the teacher.
- Y-yes sir. Everything is fine.
I giggle.
After class, Lydia brings me to lunch. We both sat together and a black haired girl sits beside me.
- Hi you must be new. I'm Allison.
- I'm Y/N.
The same boy who was in Math class and his friend sat at the same table.
- Hey, i'm Scott.
- I'm Stiles.
- I'm Y/N.
I smile.
After lunch, i walk to Chemistry alone. Stiles runs to me.
- Hey. Going to chemistry?
- I am.
- Me too.
We both walk into the class and learned a few things.
- So, Y/L/N
I look up.
- Tell use a few things about yourself.
I stood up awkwardly.
- Um, im Y/N, 16, i used to go to Westchester High School and my dad is a sheriff.
I smile as i sit down.
- Then, i guess you will be close to Stilinski soon.
The teacher says. I raise an eyebrow.
After class, i walk to my locker who was beside Lydia.
- Hey Lydia, who's Stilinski?
- Stiles' dad.
- During class when teacher was asking about myself i told him my dad was a sheriff and he said i would be close to Stilinski.
- Stiles' dad is a sheriff as well.
- Oh wow.
- What's wrong?
- N-nothing.
- Do you like Stiles?
- What? N-no.
Stiles' POV:
- Hey Stiles, what's wrong with you? You've been staring at Y/N for a while now? Do you like her?
- No.
- You do. Your heart is beating fast.
- Okay i do. I'm gonna get going now. See you tonight.
- Bye.
Y/N's POV
Scott walks up to me and Lydia.
- Hey, Y/N.
- Hey Scott.
- Stiles likes you.
- What?
I laugh.
- Are you serious?
Lydia asks.
- Yea he does. He told me himself.
- Oh wow.
Lydia says
- Do you like him?
- N-no. I just met him today.
- You'll never know.
- Im gonna go. Bye.
I walk to my car that was beside a Jeep. I got in my Porsche. I had no gas.
- Shit.
I bang the driver's wheel. I got out and locked my car. I knock on Jeep's window. The window rolls down and i see Stiles.
- Hey, listen i go- Y/N?
- Do you have any gas in your car? My car's out of it.
- I I I'm not sure.
- Can i get in your car and get some gas?
- S s sure.
- Thanks.
I got in his car and he drove us to the gas station.