── .✦ junior year! ✦. ──

you put away your books, slinging your bag over your shoulder, ready to go home after an exhausting day of school. just as you were about to approach and talk to your brother, scott, stiles was already next to you, head cocked as he spoke, leaning on the locker next to yours.

"scott told me to give you a ride home," was all he said, toying with his car keys. normally, you'd hitch a ride with scott - but apparently, he couldn't take you home today? oh? you weren't sure if you were supposed to feel about this situation. betrayed? offended? mad? happy? chill? something else? confusion, perhaps??

seeing your visible confusion, he explained, "he's having dinner at kira's."

now you were even more confused. how the fuck did your loser brother manage to score the new girl, whose dad was your history teacher?

"i know, it's weird," he said, basically reading your thoughts.