Coach Finstock slams an Economics textbook down on the table, gathering the attention of the class.
"The stock market is based on two principles. What are they?" Scott's hand shots up.
"Yes, McCall, you can go to the bathroom. Anybody else?" Scott lowers his hand and says, "Uh, no, coach, I know the answer."
"Hahahahahah." Coach stops laughing seeing that Scott is serious.
"Oh you're serious." he says.
Scott nods his head.
"Yeah, risk and reward." Coach then strolls up to his desk.
"Wow! Who are you? And what have you done to McCall? Don't answer that. I like you better. I like you better." He states as he moves to the front.
"Does anybody have a quarter?" Coach then questions.
Stiles immediately says that he will.
He's fishing in his pocket for a quarter when a closed condom packet comes flying out instead.
It ends up landing in the middle of the classroom floor, right in front of Coach.
The whole class laughs while Alannah wonders if Stiles had planned on using the condom with that other blonde girl from the party.
Stiles sits mortified but Lydia decides to poke fun at him by saying loudly "Hey, at least he's bigger than Noah."
This causes Alannah to grow red in embarrassment just like Stiles.
"You promised you would never speak of that!" she whisper-yells to her best friend.
Coach picks up the condom and places it in front of Stiles as Stiles hands him the quarter.
"Stilinski, I think you, uh.. You dropped this. Congrats." he states, causing Stiles to blush more.
"Risk and reward. Put the quarter in the mug, win the reward. Okay, watch coach. That's how you do it. Okay. Danny. Risk, reward." Danny sits forward in interest, "What's the reward?"
"You don't have to take the pop quiz tomorrow." Danny screws up his eyes in confusion.
"But coach, it's not a pop quiz if you tell us about it." he states.
"Danny, you know, I really expect more from you at this point. Really." Coach replies.
After class Stiles follows Alannah down the hall as she makes her way to the library to meet up with Allison and Lydia.
"Sooo Alannah, about what you saw earlier...I like wasn't gonna use that you know." he voices, causing the blonde to stop in her tracks and turn around to face him.
"You weren't?" she questions.
"Nope. Well maybe yes but then Heather kinda of ghosted me." he reveals.
Alannah scuffs to herself.
"And why would you tell me that?" she questions growing annoyed.
"To clear the air between us. I saw the look on your face when you saw the condom." he explains.
"There was no look on my face." Alannah huffs.
Stiles gives her a 'really' look to which she sighs loudly before saying, "Okay so there might have been a face. I just wasn't expecting that. That's all." she confesses.
"I feel like there's more to that." Stiles tries to push her for a response.
"Well, there's not." she states and picks up her pace to get to the library in order to avoid this conversation.
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Hope Aflame (Stiles Stilinski)
FanfictionAlannah Knight seems to be the star in Stiles Stilinski's heart. However, she is unaware of that. When she gets thrown into the life of the supernatural will she finally start to see Stiles in the same light that he has always seen her in?