stiles looked at himself in the mirror, smoothing the tennis skirt down. he grinned in the mirror and pulled his jean jacket on.
"stiles, honey, you look fine. can we go now?" lydia said, smiling at her best friend in the mirror. stiles smiled back, grabbed his book bag and took a large breath.
"junior year, here i come," he smirked and walked out the door, lydia following closely behind.
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fun times, fun times.
basically i have no life and this happened???
x,
alice ;)
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pretty → sciles
Fanfiction“boys can wear 'girl clothes' too, scott.” ↓ in which stiles likes dresses and skirts and scott wonders why. copyright; obroseys (wattpad) lowercase intended
