Dreams to Reality | Stiles Stilinski

Sorrow

Jasmine had a skip in her step the next morning as she made her way to her locker. 

She was putting her books away as Scott and Stiles passed by. 

She caught the end of their conversation as Stiles stopped next to her and Scott kept walking, sending a quick nervous "Hey Jasmine" her way as he passed.

She watched as Scott entered a classroom. Jasmine assumed it was to meet Allison. The girl had told her all about their secret meetings within empty rooms. Allison had referred to it as "the only safe way" for them to see each other at school. 

Jasmine used to think the two were overly dramatic about their whole secretiveness. But now knowing that Allisson's family were hunters and Scott a Werewolf, it made more sense. 

But to be honest, Jasmine doesn't know if she would every date someone if it put her life at risk. Props to Scott I guess she thought to herself. 

"Who don't you like?" Jasmine asked Stiles as he leaned against the locker next to hers, waiting for her to put her books away so that they could walk to class together. 

"That Matt guy. The one on the lacrosse team? The one from that night in the library?" He further explained so that Jasmine knew who he was talking about. Both knew Jasmine didn't know many people at the school.

"Ohh him. Yeah somethings weird about him" she responded.

"Right!?" he exclaimed.  "I can't put my finger on it but something about him is evil"

"Evil?" she questioned sending him a strange look.

"Yes! Evil" he responded. 

She laughed before responding "It's not that I don't believe you Stiles. I mean I had that vision of him and everything" she mumbled the last part quietly. "But he doesn't exactly remind me of Dr. Evil" she joked sarcastically. 

Jasmine closed her locker and began walking, Stiles frantically following behind. His legs taking long strides, his body making spastic movements as he frantically tried to get his point across to the girl. 

"What do you mean? I swear they have the same eyes!" 

"In what way?" she asked looking over at him.

"They have that same evil glint in them" he responded pulling his face into a goofy glare. 

"You're right Stiles. I'll be sure to avoid Matt and all of his evilness at all costs" she said with an amused look on her face. 

She didn't necessarily agree with the boy. But she could tell that he was looking for some sort of validation for his thoughts. So she agreed. Who knows, maybe Matt really was evil. She knew something was off with the boy, she had seen so in her flashes. But she wasn't necessarily sure that "evil" was the right word. 

"Plus" she continued "the hot chick is always kidnapped in Austin Powers. Gotta make sure that doesn't happen to me" she joked causing the boy next to her to stop in his tracks and fumble for words. 

"What's that you have in your hands?" She asked him changing the subject as she had caught sight of a rectangular paper Stiles was carrying. 

He began walking next to her again, handing her the piece of paper. "Some rave ticket" he responded. 

As she grabbed it, she looked it over. Your typical rave ticket. It was black with purple wording and had printed lasers and dancers on it. 

She scoffed in amusement "I didn't know you were the raving type" she joked.