"Always the bridesmaid never the bride"
That's the saying Zoe Klein has felt like she's always lived by. With her best friend being the queen bee of Beacon Hills, Lydia Martin, Zoe never feels that special. Until a new girl arrives at school and he...
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"Where are we going?" Scott asks as he follows Stiles and Dexter, "You'll see." Scott shakes his head, "We really shouldn't be out here. My mom is in a constant state of freak-out from what happened at the school."
"Well, your mom isn't the Sheriff, okay? There's no comparison, trust me." Stiles says causing Dexter to chuckle. "Do I need to remind you who my sister is?" Stiles shakes his head as he pulls out his phone filled with messages from Zoe. "I know."
"Can you at least just tell me what we're doing out here?" Scott asks as they climb to a cliff in the woods. "Yes. When your best friend gets dumped-" "I didn't get dumped. We're taking a break." Scott says interrupting Stiles. Dexter rolls his eyes before turning around, "All well when your friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break," "You get your best friend drunk." Stiles pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Stiles puts down the half empty bottle as he lays down on a rock. "Dude, you know she's just one - one girl. You know, there are so many - there are so many other girls in the sea." Dexter and Scott glance over to the drunk boy, "Fish in the sea." Scott corrects him. "Fish? Why are you talking about fish? I'm talking about girls. I love girls. I love 'em. I love especially ones with light brown hair, brown eyes, five foot two-" "Like Zoe?" Dexter asks
"Yeah, exactly. Hey how did you know I was talking about- about, what was I talking about?" Dexter laughs as he watches his sister's boyfriend describe her. "See Dexter is happy. Dexter likes girls, especially someone who has strawberry blonde hair, green eyes-" "Shut it Stilinski."
"Hey, you're not happy. Take a drink." Stiles gets as he hands Scott the bottle. "I don't want any more." Stiles puts back down the bottle, "You're not drunk? Are you drunk?" Stiles asks the two boys. "I'm not anything."
"Hey maybe it's like, maybe it's like not needing your inhaler anymore, you know. Maybe you can't get drunk as a wolf. Am I drunk?" Scott looks down at his best friend as he and Dexter stare into the night sky, "You're wasted."
"Come on dude, I know it feels bad. I know it hurts. I know. Well I don't know. I know this, I know that as much as being broken up with being alone is way worse." Scott and Dexter both look over to Stiles, as he starts to chuckle, "That didn't make any sense. I need a drink."
