Today is your first day of school at Beacon Hills, your father even though he couldn't afford it, started paying for a rich school for you.

Stiles is leaning against his huge, rich, luxurious and big motorcycle, wearing a black jacket, his messy hair just made him hotter, black pants, a white shirt underneath, he was the kind of bad boy from the movies, Stiles have 17 years.

Stiles currently drinks and smokes, he's the kind of guy who fucks everyone like they're his collection. Stiles looked at you as you walked inside the school.

"Are you going to fuck the new student, Stiles?" Scott McCall asks.

"This will be easier than I imagine." Stiles says this to Scott who was next to him.