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Audrey has always been in love with Stiles for as long as she can remember, but he never seemed to take a second glance at her. One summer suddenly changes everything, from crushes, to friendships, to figuring out who they are as individuals. Wh...
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Stiles and Scott were at the field for the finale try-outs to determine who will make the first line and who won't. For once, I decided not to watch them, instead me and Lydia just chilled at her house and gossiped like we usually did. Well, Lydia mostly. As Lydia complained about her hatred for some girl in her history class, I couldn't help but think about Scott and the wolf bite.
"Are supernatural creatures a myth?" I interrupt Lydia, who just frowned at me in confusion for such a random question. As expected, a moment later she just rolled her eyes and played with her hair a little. "I don't think anyone truly knows the answer, but I would say no." I shook my head, it was a stupid question to even consider, its not like Scott is a werewolf like Stiles in suggesting. There is no way.
"The party tonight is going to be so much fun." Lydia exclaimed, her smile lighting up with excitement, I dont see Lydia smile a lot. Well I mean of course she smiles, but not a real smile. I scoff in amusement, twirling my fingers with the string of my ripped jeans as Lydia rushes to her closet.
"What will you be wearing?" She glances at me, her green eyes gleaming with concern as she looks at my outfit, curling her lip in disgust before turning back to her wardrobe. I open my mouth to say I would just be wearing my outfit now, but I quickly close it as I sigh, making my way over to her closet. Lydia usually gave me her clothes for occasions like this, I usually didn't have too much party clothes. I usually wear a hoodie with leggings, or a plaid shirt with jeans, sometimes a crop top. Right now, I was just wearing one of my bigger hoodies, engulfing my small body; and just some baggy jeans and just basic converse sneakers. I definitely wasn't one for fashion, maybe once in a while though.
As Lydia showed me different outfits, I heaved a sigh, not wanting to wear any of them. Until I noticed a pear of light blue, ripped jeans with a low cut green silk shirt with spaghetti straps. This would be fine for a little party right? I glance at Lydia through the corner of my eye, seeing her smirk at me before grabbing her own outfit and changing in the bathroom.
As I sat on the end of the bed, holding the outfit in my hands, the ring of my phone made me jump suddenly. I heaved a sigh of relief when I noticed that it was just Scott calling me. Was something wrong? Did tryouts not go well? As I pressed answer, I held my breath as Scott suddenly started speaking so quickly I could hardly understand him. "I made first line!"
My heart fluttered with happiness for Scott as my face beamed with a bright smile, I wanted to just hug him, but he wasn't here. "That's great!" Just as one of us were going to say one more thing, I notice Stiles is calling me. "Oh, Stiles is calling me. I'll see you at the party." I quickly hang up before Scott could say anything, and I answer Stiles call.
"Hey Stiles." As I spoke, I could hear Stiles let out a shaky breath, causing my chest to tighten uncomfortably. "I was just with Scott and uh, I think this whole werewolf thing is real. He didnt believe me, and I did some reading to prove it, but then he--"
