𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇, stiles stilinski

𝟑𝟓

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

Pressing on the brakes, the bus came to a stop outside the Glen Capris Motel. The 'U' shaped building, seemed incredibly old and run down. The paint was chipping and the neon lights hung on the tallest wall were flickering. Stepping off the bus, Scott cringed at the sight before smiling. "I've seen worse." Aurelia rubbed her tired eyes before letting them focus on the horrific building in front of her — if you could even call it that. The couple looked over at Scott with a questionable glance before the blonde sniggered.

"Where have you seen worse?" Stiles sassed. Aurelia didn't like this place, something about it screamed dangerous. Looking like death was one thing but this smelt like it too.

Rounding up the rest of the class, Coach clapped his hands and spoke out to the teenagers. "Listen up. The meet's been pushed till tomorrow." Multiple sighs and grunts could be heard, as well as a few swears, as he revealed this information. "This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves." With an offended gasp, Lia and Allison laughed before Allison hip bumped the girl. "You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely." Coach continued, spotting Aurelia link hands with Stiles before moving over to the keys he held in his hands. "And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!" Finstock yelled, satisfied with the frown displayed on the teen's faces. Allison appeared right behind Lia and linked arms with her, pulling the reluctant girl away from her boyfriend.

"You, Miss, are with us." She grinned, looking over her shoulder at an absent Lydia. "Right, Lydia?"

Ignoring the brunette's question, Lydia looked at the two-floored building lined with windows and doors of the motel rooms they were going to be staying in. "I don't like this place."

Snatching a key from Coach's hand, she linked her other arm with the strawberry blonde and began tugging her towards the stairs. "I don't think the people who own this place like this place." When Lydia still looked hesitant, she stopped. Taking a hold of her shoulders she smiled reassuringly. "It's just for a night."

"A lot can happen in one night."

Partially dragging Lydia off to their room, the three examined their beds and the bathroom they would be sharing. Having only two double beds it became apparent they would have to share, not that any of them minded. They'd done it before, they could do it again. "Forgetting how creepy this place is, let's have a girls night. Just us. No boys." Lia announced, making her friend give her the side-eye. "What?"

Lydia leant against the wooden desk and folded her arms. "We only just managed to pry you away from your Loverboy long enough to have this conversation. You're going to go all night without talking to him?" Allison could be heard laughing from the bathroom she had just entered where she began checking for towels. Nodding bravely, Lydia smirked. "I'll hold you to that."

"I count on it." Aurelia smiled, legging out on the bed with her arms tucked underneath her head.

"Alright girls, I'm getting a shower. Which means you two are going to get towels." Allison demanded with a smile, as she threw her t-shirt onto her bag in the corner — leaving her in a bra and shorts as she paraded around the room. "Every last one smells of smoke." She told the two sniggering girls. "Begone, thots," Allison ordered.

"Hey Bitches." Roman sang, swinging open the door. Allison practically dived into the bathroom with a scream as Roman fell to the floor at the sight of his friend in merely a bra. "ALLISON! PUT SOME CLOTHES ON! WHAT ARE YOU A STRIPPER?" Lydia and Aurelia were crying laughing whilst Allison flipped off the boy with the comment 'wouldn't you like to know'. "Moving on." Roman shrugged nonchalantly, now closing the door and jumping beside Lia on the bed before snuggling into her side like a small child.