You're sitting in math class, Stiles is sitting right behind you and you can almost feel his eyes on the back of your neck. You don't turn around though because there's a pretty good chance you're imagining it.
As your writing down the definitions of math words on the board, you feel a tap on the back of your neck.
You turn around only to see Stiles mouthing the words "Pick up the piece of paper,and eat it."
"What?" You say confused.
"I said pick up the piece of paper and READ it." Stiles answers back. Oh that makes more sense you say to yourself.
You pick up the note and it says, "Meet me outside the door after class."
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After class you wait outside the door for Stiles. He finally comes and says, "Hey Y/N... I was... A... I was wondering... If you... Umm... Might want to... Go out... You know... Sometime? I mean if you don't want to it's fine... I mean I won't go into my room or cry or anything if you say n-." "Stiles," you say cutting him off,"what time should you pick me up?" A look of relief floods his face.
"Umm, how about tomorrow around... Let's say 6ish?" He answers back
"Ok I live just around the corner from the school in the house with the broken window." I say back trying to hide my excitement."
"Do you mind I ask, but how did your window break?" He replies.
"Oh let's just say my brother is not that good at baseball." We laugh together him laughing a little bit louder than me.
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Stiles Imagines
FanfictionThings that you and Stiles experience together. Things that will problay make you fall in love with Stiles if you haven't already.
