"Can I... can I kiss you?"
In which somewhere along the way between all the fighting and death, two boys found themselves falling in love.
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BoyXBoy
Based on season 2
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"I can't believe Lydia's really on the run- naked" Rylee said with amusement. We were walking through the high school halls, ready to have the day end already. Rylee couldn't wait to tell me the Queen B of Beacon Hill High was on the crazy train. What she didn't know, was that I knew the second she was gone in the wind because Stiles texted me almost immediately of the development. They were worried that she was in transition to become a werewolf.
That's another thing. Over the past week, Stiles would call me late at night because that was his only free time and literally told me everything that he's gone through. It was like a freaking tv show the way everything panned out.
"Give her a break. She's been through a lot" I told her.
"Yeah, like she doesn't deserve it. I'm sorry I'm not feeling sorry for the girl who thinks she's above everyone else just because she wears Prada. Personally, I think my Ross heels look better than her hundred dollar wedges" Rylee shrugged.
I laughed with her before my attention fell upon Allison Argent who had a solemn look on her face watching two girls across the hall from us.
"You mean the crazy bitch who killed all those people?" The girl in the green shirt exclaimed.
"Yeah, the fire, all those animal attacks- it was her aunt" the other girl told her like she knew everything.
"Are you kidding? I sit next to her in English" the first girl scoffed.
"Find a new seat" the second girl replied with a stank face.
"Leo" Rylee tried getting my attention, snapping her fingers in my face. Nothing thinking twice about it, I walked over to the girls, making my presence known.
As much as I hated it, I was very well known in school. Just like Jackson and Lydia were popular, I was part of their group. Not only because I was best friends with Jackson but because of my looks that everyone always pointed out.
"It's Melanie, right?" I smiled catching their attention. The second girl, the one who made the comment about switching seats, nodded back while tucking her hair behind her ear.
"Let me give you a piece of advice. Talking about someone and making fun of their life, especially when they're not even teen feet away from you where they can hear everything you say, doesn't make you the shit. It makes you sound like a piece of shit. So, do yourself a favor, and go learn some manners along with the person who told you these things from the get go" I told her.
"Who do you think you're talking to?" The first girl piped up taking a step toward me.
"I'm pretty sure he was talking to you two dumbasses" Rylee chimed in, standing next to me now, looking the girls up and down with a growing smile. "I didn't think he had to make that any clearer"
