You crossed your arms over your chest as you smiled mockingly at stiles, who was leaning back against the school stair walls. He used to be your best friend— until you became a werewolf and ditched him and Scott to join dereks pack.

“I can’t believe I’m even asking— I mean, how can one person be so smug?” Stiles mutters sarcastically as he looks at you, his eyes narrowing.

“Say it stiles.” You smile mockingly again, tilting your head.

“We.. as in me and Scott, need your…help.” he mutters.