Teen Wolf Imagines.

nostalgic./ scott mccall

"Dude, it totally defies the laws of physics!" you heard from behind you. You turned around to see who was there, it was well after school and you thought no one in their right mind would still be at this god awful place.
You turned around to see Stiles, an old childhood friend talking to another old childhood friend, Scott. Damn, they grew up. You smiled, slamming your locker, gaining their attention.
"Y/N?" Stiles asked.
"Oh my gosh! Hey guys, long time no see." you smirked.
"Yeah, I know right!" Stiles replied.
"So what's up, are you back? For good?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, that's what it looks like." you said.
"Alright awesome, look we gotta get going, but we should totally catch up soon!" Scott said.
"Yeah definitely!"
"Alright, see you guys later!" you said cheerfully and walked away, towards the front doors.
Before you were completely out of earshot you heard Stiles, "Shit." he said breathlessly. You blushed and walked out to your car.
-
"Hey honey, how was your first day back?" your mom asked excitedly.
"It was good! Guess who I saw today."
"Who?"
"Scott and Stiles! Remember them?"
"Of course I do! They were your best friends, you guys were practically inseparable."
"Yeah, they were kind of in a rush, so we didn't talk much but they said we should hang out." you shrugged.
"Aw, that's great sweetie!" your mom said, "Dinner's ready."
-
You walked into the lunchroom the next day, looking for somewhere to sit, when you saw Scott and Stiles sitting with... Lydia? Wow, people really do change, I guess. You walked towards them, nervously.
"Hey guys, is it alright if I sit with you?"
"Oh, hey Y/N! Yeah of course!" Stiles replied, rushing to make space for you at the table. You smiled and sat down, taking out your lunch and eating.
"You remember Lydia, right?"
"Yeah of course! Hey, how are you?" you said, still a little confused. Before you left, Lydia was really mean and wouldn't give the guys the time of day.
"I've been good, thanks, how about you?"
"Great." you smiled, trailing off awkwardly. You took another bite of your food and they went back to talking about whatever they were talking about before. But, you could tell they held back on some of the stuff they were actually talking about. Suddenly feeling like you were unwanted, you rushed to eat your food and walked out, saying goodbye quietly.
-
You were at your locker, when Scott came up to you.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." you lied, smiling softly.
"I know you're lying." he said gently.
"I really am fine, I'm just... having trouble finding my place." you mumbled, looking at the floor.
"What do you mean?" he questioned.
"I mean, I thought coming back to Beacon Hills would be great, I'd get to see all my old friends and you and Stiles and everything. But, I forgot, time doesn't stop, things change." you ranted sadly.
"You know, I never stopped considering you one of my best friends. I know we haven't talked or anything since we were like, 10 but I mean, we grew up together, dude. We learned how to ride bikes, spent every summer together, had sleepovers, everything. You, me and Stiles, the three musketeers." he smiled.
"Feeling nostalgic are we?" you smiled back, remembering those times.
Stiles came walking up behind Scott, and looked at you two.
"Hey guys..." he trailed off, looking at you skeptically.
"Hey." you grinned.
"Wanna go hang somewhere and catch up?" he asks you two.
"Yeah, sounds great." you replied and Scott nodded.
Scott wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you out to a blue jeep.
"Nice jeep!" you exclaimed.
"Oh, this old thing?" Stiles smirked.
Scott rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Don't encourage him and his damn jeep."
You smiled and hopped in, "So you guys hang with the Lydia Martin now?"