Most are all of Stiles Stilinski but I did throw in a couple of surprises so please enjoy:)
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Big shoutout to tincandallas822 for helping find the exact lines for each scene. I can't believe she actually responded and gave feedback:) anyway, I probably be going over all of the imagines and fixing them. This one might be long btw
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STILES P.O.V
"All right, geniuses, listen up." Coach says as Scott and I take a seat on the benches. Today could be the day... Coach is announcing the new positions.
"Due to the recent pinkeye epidemic, thank you Greenberg, the following people have made first line on a probationary basis, emphasis on the word 'probationary'." He looks at his clipboard. "Rodriguez. Welcome to first line. Taylor, and, uh oh, for the love of crap. I can't even read my own writing." He squints at the paper. "What is that, an 'S'?" I begin to stand. S? As in Stilinski?. "No, no, that's not an 'S'." I sit back down in disappointment. "That's a...that's a... That's a 'B'. It's definitely a 'B'. Uh, Rodriguez, Taylor, and Bilinski."
"Yeah!" I jump off the bench and throw up my arms.
"Bilinski!" Coach yells with a small glare.
"Yes?"
"Shut up!"
I sit back down. "Yes, sir."
"Stiles." Scott says.
I whip my head to him. "Call me Biles or I swear to God I'll kill you." The rest of the team meeting was a blur because I was so excited to be first line. Other then hearing that Scott got Co-captain and Jackson is so ticked. I can't wait to tell y/n.
We then get up and follow the rest of the team out the door.
"Are you not freaking out? Im freaking out." I exclaim with a huge smile on my face.
"What's the point? It's just a stupid title?" Scott mutters. "And I could practically smell the jealousy in there."
I stop. "Wait, you smelled jealousy?"
Scott shrugs. "Yeah, it's like the full moon's turned everything up to 10."
"Huh." I then catch a glimpse of y/n standing and talking to Lydia. "Can you pick up on stuff like, desire?"
Scott sighs. "What do you mean, desire?"
"Like, sexual desire?" "Sexual desire?"
"Yeah, sexual desire. Lust, passion, arousal." I roll the 'R' while he rolls his eyes when he sees y/n.
"From y/n?" He asks bluntly.
"What? No, in a general, broad sense, can you determine sexual desire?"
"From y/n to you?"
"Fine. Yes. From y/n to me." I sigh. "Look, I need to know if I have a chance with this girl, okay? I've been obsessing over her since she freaking moved here."
