Are you a magician?

This is my first time writing fanfiction or really anything....so bear with me and don't be afraid to tell what you think I could improve on(in the kindness way possible) thank you even reading lets begin. P.S this a multi-chapter AU.

I, Lydia Martin don't have a lot of weaknesses. Some people think I have none but those people also don't think I am ,well, human and would be wrong (about both things). My only weakness is coffee. I has to have a minimum of 3 cups a day, it's a real problem I'm trying to get help but all treatment thus far have failed.

I have not had a cup of coffee this morning because my shit coffee maker broke, and to put it lightly, I was not in a good mood. I pretty much plowed through the streets of Beacon Hills to get to my favorite coffee place, Cafe Diem. I think the name is hilarious and clever but no one else seems too. Thankfully there was no line, if there had been, someone would have ended up crying and it wasn't going to be me. The barista was this nervous but cute ,in a nerdy kind of way, boy with really nice hands (just saying), moles and brown hair and eyes.

"Caramel seize the bean latte with whip cream." I told him as I flipped my hair over my shoulder, I would have smile and been nice if it was any other day but it wasn't.

"what, no please and thank you?" he smirked at me, I guess he wasn't as nervous as I thought. I glared at him through my messy curls. "Not today barista boy, can you start making my coffee now?" I knew I was being kind of a bitch but it was 8:30 am and I didn't have a cup full of heavenly coffee in my hands.

"Someone hasn't had their fix of the good stuff yet, have they?" he said as his eyebrows raise in what could only be described as the perfect blend of flirty and asshat.

I looked him straight in the eyes as I raised my own eyebrow up and said "Look I have not had coffee today and I think I might collapse any second now, so I'm not really in the mood for your asshattery." He stared at me for a minute then burst out laughing, he had one of those laughs that made you want to laugh too. I bit down hard on my lip to keep myself from smiling.

He raised his hands up in surrender, still laughing "Thank you for making my day, Red, I'll make your coffee up as fast as humanly possible but I'm going to need a name, so you are...."

"Lydia and pissed , and my hair is strawberry blonde thank you very much and you are?" I was trying my hardest to sound smug but it sounded a little flirty, fucking chris. He chuckled, tufting up his hair with one of his nice hands and looked pointedly down at his name tag that clearly had Stiles painted on it in white.

The barista boy, Stiles, gestured wildly to his name tag "My name is Stiles," he said it slowly like I was a little kid, "Lydia is beautiful and sorry ,strawberry blonde, I will never make that mistake again." He finished with a wide grin, leaning his elbows on the counter so his face was close enough that I could see all of his moles and freckles. The morning light was hitting his brown eyes in a way that make them look like melted caramel and I would be lying if I said I myself wasn't melting a bit when I looked at them and damn did he look good in plaid. I shook my head a little to try and focus on coffee, coffee ,Lydia, you want coffee not him! His eyes are like coffee... NO! Lydia, the drink!

I cleared my throat, it was really dry now,and said "Thank you Stiles aka douche canoe. Coffee. Now. Please." He laughed then nodded as he turned around to make my drink, murmuring "Douche canoe." and snorted. I took a sit by the window, and waited for my coffee. I was texting my best friend ,Allison, when he called out very loudly,

"Strawberry blonde who looks pissed and cute aka Lydia." luckily It was just Stiles and I in the Cafe Diem, still, I speed walked around to the counter for my order. He was smirking when I got there.

"What took you so long, barista boy." I growled at him as I went to grab my cup but he held it over my head. I'm 5'3 he looks to be at least 5'11.

"I wanted to make sure it was perfect for you," their was something in his eyes that told me that wasn't the whole truth ",and really asshattery and douche canoe?" he stared at me hard when he said this.

"Really! Now please give me my coffee! I need it to get through this morning especially since you are here." I jumped up to try and grab in from his hands,( they're no longer nice).

"I don't know, you have been so rude to me and all I have done is my job." he sighed as if this was a hard choice for him to make.

" Come on! Just because I am vertically challenged doesn't mean you can use it against me! Please give me my coffee!" I begged him as I jumped again.

He smiled "Okay, since you said please." and then put the cup at eye level for me. I looked up at him for a second, his eyes were smiling at me, then grabbed the coffee, throw my money at him and walked quickly to the door. I heard as I went out the door "YOU'RE WELCOME." I slammed the door behind me.

I took a sip of my
(Gods best creation) coffee and sighed as I swallowed it. He may have been an asshat but damn did he know how to make coffee, it was maybe the best cup I have ever had. I looked at my beautiful coffee when I saw Stiles had written something on my cup in sharpy. 'Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears!' with a smiley face. I couldn't stop myself from laughing as I read it. I turned around and looked inside the Cafe and saw Stiles watching me. When he saw that I saw him, his eyes got really wide then he ducked under the counter out of view. I snicked, maybe he was nervous