CHAPTER 6

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“What are we doing exactly?” Stiles asked Lydia. She turned her head to her left and smiled at him.

“We are thinking” she looked at the sky again.

They were both laying in the grass, staring at the bright blue sky. After having lunch they just laid there next to each other talking and laughing.

“Thinking about what?” he made another question

“Does it really matter? We can think about anything we want” Lydia sighed.

“Well...I’m thinking that I’m hungry”  he said

Lydia rolled her eyes.

“Stiles… we’ve just finished eating” she laughed.

“So? I want an ice cream! Let’s have one” he sat up.

Lydia srood up and rolled her eyes.

“Are you for real? What are you five?” she laughed and he made a hurt face.

“What’s wrong with that? I love ice cream, I’ll never say no to ice cream”

“What’s wrong with that? I love ice cream, I’ll never say no to ice cream”

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She giggled and Stiles thought she was really cute when she did that.

“Fine!” she said “I’m gonna get us some ice cream” she shook the grass off her dress and smiled at him “Are you coming?”

“Mmm Naa” Lydia raised her eyebrows when she saw how comfortable he was “I think I’m gonna stay here guarding our things” he smirked. He knew he sounded like a lazy person but he needed to get those sketches.

“What a gentleman” she said with irony and walked away

When she was out of sight, he grabbed her bag and looked for the black folder with clothes designs in it. He found it fast, and put them in his own backpack.

Just when he was closing it, he noticed Lydia coming back with two ice creams, vanilla and chocolate.

“You’re the best princess” he said and stood up to help her taking his ice cream “Why don’t we go for a walk?”

“I don’t know I really should be looking for a job, right now” she smiled.

He smiled too when he realized how her lips were shiny because of the vanilla ice cream.

“Come on… you can look for a job in the afternoon” 

“It’s the afternoon Stiles…” she chuckled

“Well…” he twisted his head a little to the left and shrugged “Later in the afternoon…?”

She laughed. He could be really persuasive when he wanted something and right now he was winning every single battle of the day.

“Fine… but just for a little while, we walk to your car and then I leave”

Stiles nodded like a little boy and she grabbed her things.

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