Scott's bedroom,
Stiles POV.
" So? Biology, are you getting somewhere? " Why am I even asking. He aren't.
" Hmmm, nah dude. " He responds, looking away.
" If you're making no efforts, you're going to work at MacDo! " He laughs.
" Don't care. "
" Scott! It's your future you know!?? You can't let it go like this!! " He desperate me sometimes.
" Can we change the subject, my mom always want to have this conversation with me. " Scott says, complaining about me wanting him to do something else than cruising Isaac Lahey.
~15 minutes later~
" What is happening between you and that Derek Hale guy? " He smiles.
" Scott I'm straight. " I seriously say. More like trying not to laugh.
" Dude, even my jaw is straighter than you. " He turns to look at me.
" I know. And nothing is happening. Why? " I ask, this time really serious.
" Because, when you are near one and the other, you're getting red as a tomato, your heartbeat is faster than a person who just ran for 36 hours, non-stop. Both of you two. " he smiles widely, like if he did a joke or something like it.
" What did you do?? " I'm a little freaked out.
" He's down stairs, waiting for you. " He finally let out.
" What? Why? How? " I get up, and start to walk back and forth to the door.
" He's in the kitchen. Why? Because I need a new ship to sail. And how? I don't know... The other day we were talking about you and I told him you kinda like him. "
" Do you always tell the people that I like, that I like them??!! " I practically scream.
" Nah, just him. "
" Oh. My. God. " I mentally slap him.
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