innocent::stiles stilinski

1.3::God help me

"The truest love is shown, when you let them go"

"Nothings wrong, I've just got a lot on my mind" 

Allison sighed as Lydia, her and I climbed onto the elevator. 

"Smile Allison, have you heard the saying, never frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile"

I mouthed along, mocking my twin, sending Allison into silent laughter. 

"Smile Allison, I'm buying you a dress". 

"Have to admit as far as apologies go, that's more than expected".

"Excellent"

 Lydia said, grinning at Allison and I. 

"But not as much as I'm going to ask" 

Allison replied, I cocked my head, my brown waves cascading down my shoulder.

"What? What's that supposed to mean?" 

Lydia, seemed irritated, shocked, angry and empathetic all at the same time. 

She really confuses me sometimes.

"You are going to cancel whatever dumb, subcluded, jock you said yes to-"

 My heart fell into a vat of acid

 "And you're going to go with somebody else" 

"Who?" Lydia pouted, hugging her jacket.

"Him" 

I finished, our heads swung towards a boy sniffing perfume samples at a counter.

 A twitchy, strange, clever boy. 

Stiles.

He smelt another item, making him go into a sneezing fit. 

He somehow still looked adorable, Lydia, did not seem to agree with my logic.

"Oh, don't frown Lydia, someone could be falling in love with your smile".

 My sister, downhearted, looked at my best friend as if he were a shoe that's heel had fallen off, or color faded. 

I scoffed

 "It isn't a punishment Lyd, he's nice"

I gazed at the buzz-cut boy.

 In the corner of my eye, Allison smirked at me mouthing

'You like Stiles' 

I coughed elbowing her and mouthed back 'Privacy'.

Stiles caught sight of Allison and Lydia, flashing an adorkable smile, and it grew even wider as he caught of me.

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"Okay, so are you gonna try these on right now, like all of them?" 

Stiles struggled to withhold a mountain of dresses. 

I laughed, taking a couple off of him, and back onto the rack, he sent me a dorky grin before being dragged away by my twin.

Sighing I checked out my dresses. 

The first was a plain maroon dress, with a maroon fabricated belt that was tied around the waist, a one sleeved shoulder tie off, it was breezy and soft, plus it went halfway down my thighs.

The next was a mint green dress with a jeweled silver sweetheart neckline, a skirt that flowed outwards, and it was sleeveless.

Lastly there was an orange shortish dress, with an embroidered silver belt, a flowy skirt and it was sleeveless, except it was poofier than the recent one.