Healing Love- Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Forty Two- Hot Changes

"You're still coming tonight right?" Stiles asked nervously as he led him and Rosie out of the class and into lunch.

"Yeah I am. I think it will be fun. Get my mind off things. Maybe even show you how to skate." She flirted while the two entered the crowd which permeated through the school corridors.

"Hey. I know how to skate, and can probably do it better than you. Better than anyone going tonight."

"I don't think so. Especially seeing as we have someone who used to do lessons when they were younger." They had reached the entrance to the canteen but stopped just outside it to continue their conversation before Stiles bothered Boyd about the keys.

"Allison took lessons?" His arm leant beside her head onto the wall, almost cornering her.

"No don't be silly. Im talking about Lydia."

"Lydias coming?" Disappointed, Stiles raised his voice and let his arm drop beside Rosies head.

"Yeah I asked her to come. I saw her crying earlier and thought she could do with some cheering up. That's not a problem is it?" Rosie spoke ever so softly, making Stiles' frustration ease.

"Its not a major problem but I thought that it could just be us four... you know..." Out of realization to what Stiles was leading towards, Rosies hand slapped her mouth.

"Oh my god. I didn't know you wanted to go on a double date. Stiles, I'm sorry. Ive ruined it haven't i?"

"No its fine. I didn't make it clear. Besides, I like Lydia shes cool." As he spoke he tried his hardest to fight the urge to show his sadness at the whole situation. Although he hid it, Rosie knew he was disheartened and took his hand, making him look her in the eyes.

"At least we still have space for our first date, yeah? But that's after we tell Scott.  I was going to tell him at home before we go out tonight, yeah?"

"Um about that." He took his other hand and scratched the back of his neck and averted his eyes from lining up with her confused ones. "I sort of already told him...like as soon as I got home from yours that night..."

"What?" Rosie took her hand from his. "Did you not even think about telling me? Im his sister for gods sake."

"Yeah I know but I was on cloud nine that you actually liked me back after all this time I spent droning on to Scott." Stiles tried to defend himself but knew he was not going to win. He even tried to grab her hand again but she removed her hand from his almost immediately.

"Stiles, I had never told him my feelings for you. So when I hear that you told my own brother how I  felt before I even got to tell him myself, I'm gonna be a bit annoyed about it." Then she walked off and sat in the canteen beside Scott, sitting down with a huff.

Stiles watched her abandon him but then thought about how she wanted to go tonight and then went to Boyds table, sitting opposite him. On the other hand Scott looked worriedly at his sister as she just sat staring at her fingers, saying nothing.

"What was that little huff for?"

"He told you." Still not looking up or meeting his eyes, Rosie continued to look at her hands.

"Who told me what?" Scott replied to her vague response, trying to get to the bottom of what she was talking about.

"Stiles." She said, suddenly feeling embarrassed having to tell her brother something so personal without thinking about it. "He told you that I liked him and vice versa, didn't he?"

"Yeah but only because he was so happy and surprised that you even liked him back. To be honest me too. I just thought you felt so strongly for your friendship with him because you never noticed how obvious it was that he liked you." He said ever so softly, defending his best friend and trying to make his sister see Stiles' intentions.

"We both agreed to tell you after the full moon in case you acted out. I just didn't think that he had already told you. So I was going to tell you when we got home but Stiles had to blurt out something so private." Her fingers were fiddled with more aggressively as she held in her feelings right now.

"Rosie." Scott cupped his hands over hers, stopping her playing with them. "He was just caught in the moment and didn't think that you would have minded seeing as I'm your brother and all. That was never his intention to go behind your back. Trust me."

"I guess. It was just a shock you know." From over Scotts shoulder she saw Stiles finishing up his conversation with Boyd by grabbing the keys and lifting himself from the chair. "But you're okay with it right?"

"Seeing my sister and best friend happy? Im extremely grateful."

 

While he walked from Boyds table to where Scott and Rosie sat, Stiles prepped himself for an earful from an annoyed Rosie and her protective brother but as he sat down he got neither. He then showed the two McCalls the keys that he had to get from Boyd as he sat down beside Rosie and opposite Scott.

"Pick you both up after work tonight, and we'll meet at the rink cool?" In response Rosie nodded but Scott didn't say anything but just looked with his mouth gaping open at the entrance of the canteen.

They followed his eyes and saw Erica, new and transformed, with sultry clothing on. She looked like a new woman. Everyone who had eyes placed them on her. Pity for her now turned into envy and jealousy. Any girl sneered at her as they saw their love interests staring at her in awe. But not Rosie.

Yes she thought Erica looked hot and envied to have her confidence but Rosie did not sneer at the way Stiles was looking at her. She didn't even look at Stiles, instead she kept looking at Erica. The girl who everyone once avoided but now the girl who everyone wanted to be.

Erica walked in the canteen, not a care for everyone looking at her, and took a bite of an apple which belonged to another boy. As predicted, the girl opposite him looked at Erica spitefully as she seduced him.

"What the holy hell is that?" Lydia slammed her hands on the table, interrupting the threes memorization.

"Its Erica." The girl then walked confidently out of the canteen with eyes following her as she left. Instantly Rosie, Scott and Stiles got up and followed her through the high schools corridor until they exited the building. Then they saw her getting into a familiar blacks sports car with Derek Hale, smiling deviously at the trio.

"Another one."

"She looks better now, though. I mean you saw her before. Maybe its stopped the epilepsy." Rosie suggested as she once again saw the good in things. 

"It doesn't mean what hes doing is good. Hes creating a pack." His sister walked over to him and leant her chin on his shoulder as he still looked at the car park.

"Come on. We have a date to get ready for."