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"what?"
"what do you mean, 'what'?"
"you know, what."
"what?"
stiles and scott was having a rather confusing conversation, one that practically confused the latino werewolf.
stiles rolls his eyes with a sigh. "your look."
scott deeply frowns. "what look? i didn't give any look."
"there was a look, scott! that says, 'i rather be anywhere than here." stiles states.
scott then sighs out. "it's just weird going to another highschool's party."
"look, scott, i went to nursery school with this girl, all right? she promised me that she'll introduce us to her friends." stiles tried to persuade.
"all right, so, no allison tonight." stiles says.
"addison?"
"what, is she here?" stiles asks, quickly turning to look for her.
scott rolls his eyes. "she isn't here."
"but, i can tell that you're not over her." scott adds.
stiles scoffs. "i am, so over her."
"...are you sure?" scott questions.
"yes." stiles scoffs.
"really?"
stiles frustratedly looks at scott. "yes, really! would you stop talking about her?"
stiles walked away, scott following after him with an amused smile.
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a blonde girl that goes by the name of heather, had a red cup in her hands, her eyes then seeing a familiar face, which caused her eyes to lit up.
"stiles!"
stiles had heard the familiar female voice, him then turning towards the girl.
"there's the birthday gi-." stiles was saying with a smile as she walked towards him.
heather crashed her lips onto stiles' own, his eyes widening in surprise, his brows frowning in confusion.
heather then pulled away, smiling at him, completely ignoring scott, who stares at them in shock.
"glad you could make it." heather smiles.
"y-yeah, me too." stiles says in a whisper.
"come upstairs and help me pick out a bottle of wine?" heather flirtatious asks.
heather grabs onto his hand, the stilinski eagerly nodding, her then pulling him with her.
scott shrugs lightly. "seems like he's over her."
scott then noticed a dark skinned girl. "hi."
the girl stares at scott in disgust, then walked away, scott staring at her in offense.
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"there's nothing there." derek flatly says, seeing no visible signs of anything that could lead them to where erica and boyd could be.
"look again." scott sighs out.
"explain to me again how a bruise can help us find erica and boyd?" derek tiredly asks.
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SLAVE TO THE MOON
Fanfictionthe story of the youngest argent, who clearly isn't hunters and huntresses like the rest of her family, all because of that little crescent moon mark on her back. all because of the mistake that her mother made, and because of that mistake, there wa...
