Stiles Stilinski Imagine

2. "I Pay Attention"

Lydia notices you step aback.
"Hey you'll be fine! I mean by knowing you a total of 5 minutes I can already tell how sweet you are, how could anyone not like you? Plus you're really pretty" she adds in with a smile.
"Thank you Lydia, okay I can do this" you say encouragingly.
"You sure can! C'mon!" Lydia practically drags you into the classroom by your arm.
You stumble, embarrassed you keep your head down and quickly find a seat, trying not to drawing any attention to yourself and obviously failing. The empty seat is luckily, is in between Lydia and another boy. You didn't notice his face as you kept your head down. The teacher approaches you, signalling for something. You realise what he wants and hand him a note which came with your schedule to inform him you're the new girl.

"Alright! Nitwits we have a new girl in our classroom today if you didn't already notice. McCall! SHUT IT!! Let's just hope she's smarter than you dumbasses. Oh and by the way, call me Coach" The teacher yelled as he spoke. All eyes were on you. You hated it but everyone quickly got back on with their work.
Opening your textbook and taking out a pencil you start to answer the questions on healthy eating. Instead of writing "their" you wrote "there". You realise the mistake you've made and start looking for an eraser. Nowhere. "I swear I had one" you mumble to yourself.
The boy beside you clears his throat. As you look up from the floor your eyes meet his. He has shaggy hair, upturned nose, white shirt, little moles on the side of his face, an amazing jawline and honey brown eyes. You don't notice he's handing you a eraser. He clears his throat again, you snap out of your trance and take it out his hand.
"How'd you-"
"I pay attention" He cut you off. He winked at you then got back to his work.
You turn to Lydia
"Psst!" You whisper
"Yeah Y/N?" She replies
"Who's that?" You ask leaning back so Lydia could see the cute boy sitting sulkily at the desk next to you.
"Oh him? That's Stiles. Why?" she asks
"Oh no reason" you say getting back to work.
She gives you an evil smile, she knew you thought he was hot.
He's so cute, that's all you kept thinking to yourself. You couldn't wait to have lunch with him, and Lydia of course. Struggling to focus on your work you glance over to Stiles. He's already looking at you. Blushing you turn away in embarrassment.
"BRINGGGGG"
"Right kids pack up. I can't wait to see you all again tomorrow!" Coach sarcastically shouts.
You pack away your things and head out the classroom.
"Hey" Someone shouts. Turning around you see it's Stiles. You look round to see if he's talking to someone behind you. Why would someone like him want to talk to you? I mean look at him.
"M - me?" You ask in amazement
"Well there's no one behind you," He says with sarcasm "You're the new girl?" He asks starting to walk next to you.
"Um yeah that's me"
"Oh cool accent! Where are you from?" He asks enthusiastically. Lydia was right.
"New Orleans, I just moved a few days ago."
"Oh so you're my new neighbour? That's cool I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other then, sorry I didn't catch your name?"
"Y/N, and you're Stiles right?"
"Ye - wait how'd you know? Please tell me you're not some stalker like Matt, you're too pretty to be creepy." Blushing at his compliment you answer
"Don't be stupid" You roll your eyes and laugh. "Lydia told me, she also invited me to lunch with you guys."
"Well there's always a spare seat next to me." He winks and leans on the door, he trips trying to act cool and you can't help but laugh. Wow he's hot when he winks. And cute when he's clumsy. You follow him to a desk in the middle of the class room. The next 55 minutes were boring, you never really enjoyed history but preferred Gym. Running around was more enjoyable to you than sitting in a boiling classroom learning something you don't care about.
"BRINGGGGG"
"Lunch!" The teacher shouts