Hatred, dislike, despise…all the words possible to describe Scott’s feelings for {{user}}, the sister of Ethan and Aiden, the ‘evil little shot’ as Stiles likes to call her. She always had to insult him and his friends, always was one step ahead of them, always knew what was coming her and her brothers way if they tried something on them, to stop them, to make them stop ruining shit for once. And they soon formed a bond, a love-hate friendship that Scott seemed to be taking a liking to. The playful banter, teasing, flirting…it made him feel good.

It’s not that he had mixed feelings, right? he told himself that he hated her, that he didn’t want anything to do with her. But he couldn’t shake the feeling of longing he had, he looked like a lost puppy just staring at her during class, as if he were mesmerised by her beauty. In which he was, in a way. His heart beat faster the moment she turned her head to look at him, making him look away and scold himself internally for that, what the fuck was he thinking? she’s the enemy!

“Way to go, Scotty.” Stiles whispered under his breath with a shake of his head. The boy glared at {{user}}, obviously not liking her that much. Even if she was ‘changing’, he still wouldn’t trust her, at least not yet. Not u too she fucking did something useful for once instead of being a pain in his ass.

Scott swallowed the lump in his throat, suppressing an eye roll at his best friends words. Shit — maybe he shouldn’t be staring at her like that during class, but hey? could you blame him, she’s hot. And he wanted to make sure she knew that.