Stiles' P.O.V.
You know how when you're trying to go to sleep your bed feels like a mound of trash. Then when you wake up it turns into a cloud made of Angel feathers, panda fur, and baby softness. That's exactly what today was like. I woke up and rolled around in it like a puppy. The reason being, my dreams were better than reality. I don't have a clue what happened in them but I don't really care. I'm just not gonna mess with the mojo. I brushed off the covers slowly and groggily sat up. For a few seconds I actually thought I was going to get up to eat breakfast but I fell back and decided to savor the few minutes of soft slumber I had left.
"Wake up!" My dad said as he threw something at me.
"If you're late again I'm gonna take your jeep away!"
Not my baby! I tried to jump off the bed but my foot got caught on the covers and I landing face first.
"Ow god!"
Next, as I was putting on my shoe while jumping on one foot I tripped over my computer chair and biffed it for the second time.
"Having trouble there?" I heard from the window.
I turned my head to face the person as it was still squished up against the floor.
"I'm just testing gravity," I responded to a familiar face standing in the window.
"I can see that, but why check it twice?" He asked grinning.
I got up and ignored his question to ask my own," Can you use a door like a normal person."
"Oh come on it's fun this way. Oh and If you get the chance someone wants to hear from you," Scott said as he lower himself from the window frame to the floor.
I stood up, "and who would that be."
"Your beloved", he answered making a smooching noise.
"Lydia? Why?" I asked pulling a hoodie over my head.
"Not Lydia! Derek!" Scott proclaimed
"Are you still on that?" I stated as I grabbed keys and started down the stairs.
"Relax, I'm just kidding. But yeah Kira and I are going out..... so you two have fun together."
"Wait, so just because you guys are going out again means I have to spend the time with him?" I asked as we slid into the car.
I'm not staying you have to but you two both seemed to have a really good time the last time?"
"So he didn't ask for me then-" I started. Then i stopped got a tingly feeling in my stomach, and asked, “wait......both?"
"Yeah, at least I think so, he was just less ummm, what's the word?......... Solitary and brooding the last time I saw him." Scott said.
I felt my cheeks heat up a little and i felt a little embarrassed at that. But I started the car and said, "okay I guess it can't be that bad" As we drove down the driveway.
Derek's P.O.V.
I was in the middle of managing the building's paperwork when I heard a motorcycle pull up in front of the loft.
"Looks like we have a visitor," Peter said smug.
I ignored him and kept on with my work.
"Just because you ignore it, doesn't mean it'll go away, “he said sipping coffee. "But relax I'm pretty sure it's news you'll want to hear."
I smelled Scott coming up the stairs. He seemed like he was in the position to knock when Peter opened the door.
"Right, you probably already knew I was here....... I keep forgetting that," he said embarrassed.
"Something wrong Scott?" I asked with my concentration still firmly on the bill I was calculating.
"Nothing much........ I wanted to ask you if you're feelin any better."
I thought about it for a second and said, "yeah........really good actually."
Scott smiled, “so..... Stiles helped?"
"Yeah," I said still not seeing his point. "You came all the way over here to ask me that?
"No, I wanted to see of you'd want to hang out with him again?" He asked hesitantly.
I was taken aback by the question and I put the bill down on the table.
"Why?"
Scott smiled and elaborated, "It's just that, I know Stiles seemed more optimistic after you guys talked the last time. I just think that you two hanging out is good for him."
I turned back to the bill and felt a smile come on but I was careful not to let Scott see.
"Uh yeah that sounds okay. Just have him give me a call."
Scott smiled, “Okay, great! Well I have to go pick him up. So I'll have him call you after school today okay."
I noticed Scott's sense of accomplishment and acknowledged him, "Okay Scott."
He let himself out and I spent the rest of the day waiting for a call from a certain sarcastic teenager.
