The Chance of Meeting You. (TeenWolfFanfic)

A new, red headed face.

I do not own Teen Wolf-

Chapter Four.

*Stiles POV*

   I can't believe I said date? She probably thought I was weird now, I could only hope that she liked me. I dodged a bullet when her dad called her inside for dinner. I saw that my dad wasn't home when I pulled in the drive way, so I'd just have to make dinner myself. Which I'm sure would go ever so smoothly. I just wanted to go to bed so I could wake up and see Samantha. But considering that it was only seven, that option didn't seem like the best one. 

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    After I had made a simple box a mac n' cheese, and hadn't burned the house down, I decided to take a shower.  After doing that, I remembered that Samantha had given me her number. Did I dare text her now, she'd definetly know that I liked her. But it was so tempting, my phone sitting on my desk as it taunted me. I decided that showering and going to bed was the best idea possible right now. 

    I tried to make my shower extra long, and I tried to think of anything but Samantha. I just needed to go to get her off of my mind I had just met her. The way she laughed at my stupid jokes, made me feel like I had known her for centuries. Her laugh was so cute, the way her eyes scrunched up that was soon followed by her nose. She would smile at me over the littlest things that I had said. She was so delicate, and I wanted everything to do with her. 

    I eventually gave up on trying to stay awake, and eventually fatigue quicked in and before I knew it I was out like a light. I awoke to my phone going off the next morning, of course it was Scott. 

"Yeah?" I answered groggily into the phone. 

"You're giving me a ride today right?" he asked. 

"Really you called me this early to make sure I was giving you a ride?" I sighed. 

"Not answering my question. Besdides you owe me, after ditching me last night to go hang out with what's her face."

"She has a name." I pointed out, "And yes whatever I'll give you a ride."

    I hung up, and tossed the phone towards the end of my bed. Looking at the numbers on my alarm clock, it was six thirty. That meaning I needed to get up, and start getting dressed and ready to go to school. That also meant I had an hour and a half before I got to see Samantha again. I smiled, and got up darting towards my dresser. 

    After getting dressed, I took my adderall for the day and grabbed an apple to eat. I walked down my steps, and towards my jeep. Making my way to Scott's house, I began to get more excited. I pulled in his drive way, as he was walking down his front steps. I guess the perk of being a werewolf, was the intesity of being able to hear everything. 

"So.." he began, as we pulled out of his drive way.

"So what?" I looked at him. 

"How'd things go with that girl last night?" he nudged me. 

"Samantha?" I tried to get it into his head that she has a name, "Things went fine." I shrugged my shoulders casually.

"Yeah yeah, did you ask her to Lydia's party on Friday?"  he looked out the window. 

"Yes I did ask Samantha to the party." I emphasized on Samantha. 

"You like her don't you?" he suddenly looked at me.

"No? What are you talking about, I was just being nice."

"You're heart beat rose," he smiled, "you're lying."