You scribbled the notes in your notebook, humming a song.
You heard Stiles and Scott talking beside you, not being very discreet.
"What do you mean a bite?" Stiles whisper yelled.
Your father was a hunter, a hunter as in werewolves, so you listened in.
"I was looking for you in the woods and like a wolf or something bite me." Scott says.
Your head snaps in their direction, making eye contact with Stiles' brown eyes.
"What?" Stiles sasses.
"Uh nothing." You lie, turning back towards the board in your seat.
There are wolves in Beacon Hills?
The teacher turns to Scott and Stiles as Stiles starts highlighting in his textbook.
"McCall and Stilinski care to share?" He asks.
"Not really." Stiles smirks.
"How about after school?" The teacher says. "During detention."
Stiles spits the highlighter top into the air, swiftly catching it. You giggled.
He turned to you, his smile growing. "What are you laughing at?"
"You're cute when you're confident." I whisper.
"That's what my dad keeps telling me." He says as you giggle some more, earning glares from the teacher.
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines
FanfictionThese are imagines with characters that Dylan O'Brien has played. Such as, Stuart Twombly, Stiles Stilinski, Dave Hodgeman, Thomas, AND HIMSELF. I'm gonna warn you that most of them are Stiles soo get over it.... LOVE YOU LOVELIES <3
