Liam looked up at the same time Y/N exited the double doors that led to the courtyard. His eyes widen as he realized what she was wearing.
"Umm... Guys?" He said, not taking off his eyes from Y/N.
"What?" Scott looked up from his AP biology textbook.
Liam was unable to talk all of a sudden and Stiles noticed. "Speak!"
Scott looked towards the same direction Liam was looking at and the second his eyes landed on Y/N, his jaw slightly dropped. Stiles noticed the two boys and looked back, only to see Y/N walking towards them with a huge smile on her face
"There's, uh, something different w-with, umm, Y/N." Stiles slightly stammered.
The boys' reactions suddenly had Lydia, Kira, and Malia's attention. They looked up only to be greeted by Y/N.
"Hey guys!" Y/N beamed with excitement. "Notice anything different?" She wiggled her legs.
The guys nodded their heads while the girls eyed Y/N from head to toe.
"You look the same," Malia said.
"No, she doesn't," Lydia smiled. "She's wearing a skirt! An actual skirt! No jeans, no sweats, no long yoga pants hiding her legs. She's actually wearing a real, and very girly, skirt!" Lydia squealed. "And it's so cute! Where did you get it?"
"American Eagle." Y/N answered quickly. "I bought it yesterday."
"I've known you all my life," Scott finally spoke up.
"But never have we've seen you in a skirt." Stiles finished Scott's sentence.
"A very short skirt," Liam uttered.
"That's because," Y/N pushed the textbooks on the picnic table aside and hopped on the table without trying to expose her underwear. "I finally shaved my legs!!!!" Her feet were daggling off the edge of the table and she wiggled them.
Stiles let out a small snort, Scott bit his lip trying not to laugh, and Liam couldn't help but chuckle. The girls examined Y/N's legs closely.
"After 15 LOOOOOONG years, my mother finally bought me my very first Venus!" Y/N clapped her hands.
"Not bad for a first timer," Kira said, still looking at her legs.
"Wow!" Lydia's fingers ran down Y/N's calf. "You did an excellent job around the ankles. You know, that's a tough spot."
"I know!" Y/N said too eagerly. "They just feel soooooooo soft! Like a baby's bottom." She moved her leg a little closer to Scott. "Feel for yourself."
Scott shook his head, trying so hard not to laugh.
Y/N looked towards Liam, motioning to touch her legs. "They're soooooooo smooth!" She ran her fingers over her legs. "I've never felt something so smooth before!"
Liam snickered.
"And guess what?! Nooooooooo prickles! Feeeeeeeeel." Y/N directed her comment towards Stiles. Stiles nodded as his hand lifted, making its way to touch her prickle-less leg, but Malia slapped his hand away.
Malia, stood up from the bench and hopped on the table. Y/N slid over a little, making room for Malia as she laid out her legs on the table just like Y/N. Malia began to roll up the bottom of her jeans.
"See, I'm having problems around the ankle area." Malia tired to show Y/N, but there were no cuts to prove it. "Of course, you can't tell, because I heal, but it hurts."
"I can show you how!" Y/N grabbed Malia's wrist and together they hopped off the table. "What razor do you use?"
"I don't know. Stiles what razor do you have?"
"WHAT?! Stiles' voice raised an octave higher.
"Okay, for starters we need to get you a Venus," Y/N told Malia as they walked away from the pack. "It'll reveal the goddess in you. I mean that's exactly how my legs are making me feel right now, like a goddess."
The pack couldn't help but burst in laughter.
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'Teen Wolf' Imagines
FanfictionThese are all my Teen Wolf fanfiction/imagines that won't have their own 'Story' books. These imagines include more than one character. Some imagines are paired up with the reader and some are not. Sometimes romantically and sometimes platonic. Some...