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"What happenedto you last night? I came back and you were just gone" Stiles questioned Scott as he shoves his bag into his locker. You see, Stiles had only left Scott alone for five minutes- although that's what Stiles says- it was more like fifteen as he had been caught up trying to talk the bartender into giving him free drinks. He wasn't successful, his arguments consisted of, 'My dad's the sheriff you know, he saves you'. Which the bartender only laughed at due to Stiles' raised eyebrows and pursed lips.
"I don't know what to tell you, Stiles" Scott groans pulling out his chemistry book along with a textbook, "I was just, she was just uhh, I don't know"
Scott's loss of words causes Stiles' face to scrunch up in annoyance, "Wait– you ditched me for a girl, really?" His voice dripping with sarcasm which followed a small roll of the eye.
Scott chuckles slightly at the look upon his friends face before answering in a matter-of-fact tone.
"She wasn't just some girl, Stiles" Now this statement causes Stiles' sarcastic levels to rise to full capacity.
"Oh really? What was her name? Where does she live? How come I've never heard of her before now?" Stiles was well known for his quick and witty personality. His quick and sassy remarks almost always left him in trouble.
Scott takes a moment to think over Stiles' questions, it was true he only knew her name but not where she lived. In fact, he didn't even know what she looked like. Scott's silence causes Stiles erupt in a long lecture about strange girls and the danger of trusting them.
"Come on, you're telling me that you don't know a single thing about this girl?" Stiles rolled his eyes overdramatically at Scott.
"Well, no" Scott stumbled as he readjusted his backpack, "I know that she likes stars and that she's a Sagittarius-"
"I'll cut you off right now, she's into astrology?" Stiles shook his hands, "Run"
Scott shook his head in response to Stiles, laughing him off, "I know that she's got two left feet- she cannot dance" He laughed, running his hand through his hair as he thought back to the night before where Aurora drunkenly tried her best to slow dance with Scott.
"So, what I'm hearing from you is that you're in love with a girl you met for a whole of twenty minutes?" Scott rolled his eyes as he looked over at Stiles, he went to say something but quickly shut up as the two walked into the battlefield also known as AP English. Mr. Harris stood tall like a war leader lecturing the students who he pictured as the young soldiers ready for the battle, a.k.a. the pop quiz he had planned the day before.
"McCall, Stilinski, take a seat before the irritation of me wanting to beat your asses into detention takes over and I cannot control myself into doing so" A fake sarcastic smile plants it's self on his old face, his hands carelessly pointing towards the two empty desks in the middle of the room. Scott didn't really know what he was doing in that moment, maybe it was the fact that he had a bit of a hangover and the irritating lecture from Stiles had caused it to grow, but Scott finds his middle finger in front of Mr. Harris' now shocked face as he utters the words,
"Go fuck yourself"
"Good going Scott!" Stiles screamed as the two left with a detention.
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𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑 | 𝕸𝖈𝕮𝖆𝖑𝖑 - Updated 2024
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