Stiles talks with the opposing lacrosse team they're versing tonight but is actually trying to get them to talk. How are you doing? He says hand out for a handshake. Stiles, firm handshake you got there.. He says as he puts his hand back down. You then say. I'll handle this.. He looks over at you. Y/Ns mind: He looks just like a dream.. Stiles's mind: The prettiest girl i've ever seen.. Stiles then nods and walks off.