Teen Wolf Imagines.

when you meet./ stiles stilinski

"So, you're telling me, that's Theo's sister?" Stiles murmured, gazing back and forth between his best friend, Scott, and of course, you.
"Pretty sure, yes." Scott replied, while Stiles continued to admire you from afar.
"That-her, amazingly hot girl, is related to... Theo?" Stiles questioned, "Let me forget that Satan himself is related to her for a moment because new girl is calling my name, and I am extremely dateless for the formal next week."
Stiles strutted off and onto the bleachers, where you were watching try outs with your new friends, thanks to Theo for introducing you, Lydia and Kira.
"Uhh, Y/N, right?" Stiles muttered as you looked up to meet his gaze, giving him a welcoming smile.
"That'd be me, you're Skies, right?" You asked with a proud grin – you're doing great with remembering all the names Theo taught you, but strangely heard Lydia and Kira uncontrollably giggling.
"Stiles. It's Stiles." he corrected you, the brightest shade of red imaginable overtaking your cheeks. You mentally reminded yourself to make sure that you would never, ever, attempt to guess anyone's name.
"Sorry, I'm still having trouble with all the names," you tucked a piece of stray hair behind your ear and smiled, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Stiles."
"Pleasure meeting you too, Y/N, really, it is," he whispered, "Uh, this might be kinda forward and all, but the formal is coming up and I was – I'd love to go with you, if you don't mind, that is."
"I'd love to."