Chapter 2

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-[Stiles POV]-
I couldn't believe it. Elena Gilbert. I had been friends with her for as long as I could remember. Well, until I moved to Beacon Hills.
How did she not recognize me?
Maybe she did recognize me.
Oh well then. I have to get ready for school today anyways.
I threw on a random gray shirt and dark jeans. I brushed my teeth, admiring myself in the mirror. I combed out my hair and grabbed my keys to the jeep.
I wondered if I would see her again.
I wondered if she was thinking about me as much as I was thinking about her.
I tried to push my thoughts aside and just drive my car.
I got to school, and saw Scott and Allison waiting outside the front doors for me. I figured Lydia was probably touching up her makeup in the restroom or something.
"Hey!" Allison said, as I struggled to get out of the jeep.
"What's up?" I said, patting Scott on the back.
"Nothing much, just-"
Scott interrupted himself, his eyes following Elena, who was walking into the building. She looked back to me and smiled.
"Who is that?" Scott said, grinning.
"I heard she just moved here." Lydia said, butting into the conversation.
"Well, whoever she is, it looks like she's already got a thing for you, Stiles." Allison said, giggling.
"Yeah." I said. "Something like that."

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