The Coach's Daughter

Chapter 11

Hazey - Glass Animals

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"You're telling me you've never seen Breakfast Club? I thought you of all people must have seen it. You're all about the classics!" Stiles scolded me.

"I'm sorry okay, what more do you want from me." I shrugged stuffing more potato chips into my mouth. It was now close to one in the morning and we were still stuffing our faces with junk food as the credits rolled for the Incredible Hulk.

"I want you to see the movie, obviously!" He exclaimed waving his arms wildly.

"Keep it down, your dad will wake up." I shushed him.

"He sleeps through anything, and stop trying to change the subject. I think next Friday we should do this again and we absolutely have to watch it because you're seriously missing out." Stiles nodded deciding it without any agreement.

"I'm tired of watching movies. I think I should probably head home anyway." I said rubbing my eyes and sitting up straighter.

"No wait! I mean there's a curfew." Stiles argued.

"Stiles, you never struck me as a goodie two shoes, but I guess I should have known, with you being the Sheriff's son after all." I smirked.

"Whoa! I am not a goodie two shoes!" Stiles whined.

"Sure, sure," I nodded smugly as I teased him.

"I was just thinking we could play some Mario Kart before you go, but if you're scared of losing I can take you home?" He suggested, now he was starting to understand the 'game.'

"Alright, I see how it is. Toss me a remote." He threw me a white Wii remote as he smiled.

"It's on like Donkey Kong," He chuckled as he selected Donkey Kong as his character.

"Okay, okay, I'm sticking with Luigi though and the Sugar-scoot obviously. It's like the only good option." I declared finding the bike that I liked.

"Naturally we'll start at coconut mall." Stiles said, "The deal is at the end of these four rounds if I win you have to stay over and play more games and stuff and if you win I'll drive you home like you wanted. Deal?" Stiles asked holding out his hand.

"That's if I still want to go home after this." I winked at him as I shook his hand hoping that he couldn't see me blushing in the dark room.

The light from the TV blared "3, 2, 1, GO!" in our faces illuminating us as I started off with a smoking engine and Stiles took off speeding his way to first. He laughed, but before he knew it I had taken a short cut through one of the side stores and was in front of him in seconds. He took a quick glance at me showing a face of utter shock before his eyes were focused back on the television.

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By the time the first three races were over Stiles had moved to the very edge of seat, getting closer and closer to the television screen as he threw his remote to the floor in frustration as I passed the finish in first place and he came shortly after in second.

"Alright, you know what this means?" Stiles questioned me seriously picking back up his remote to choose the final course. "I really didn't want to have to do this, but with the competition, I think I'm gonna have to," he bit his lip and shrugged at me. I furrowed my eyebrows and tilted my head at him almost as if I were a puppy.

"This calls for... RAINBOW ROAD!" He laughed evilly as he selected the dreaded course.

"Stiles that is not fair!" I whined knowing that after this I would be crushed. I could get first in almost any course, but rainbow road was my Achilles heel. As the race started I already could see the direction this race was headed in as I tried to skid to a stop before sliding off the track and the bottom screen filled with complete darkness before Luigi was set back down on the rainbow track.

"Look who's losing now," Stiles stuck his tongue out as he passed the finish line for the first lap in first place.

"I hate you." I murmured as I got a star which overall was not a good item to get on this course. 

"Don't say that. Hate the game not the player."

"Wait shut up! I'm in third!" I was biting my tongue and focused on the TV.

"What no!" I could hear the worry in his voice, because if I won this race I would've won the round. I threw a red shell to hit Princess Peach who was a place ahead of me and she spiraled out of control and I quickly passed her.

"Watch out Stilinski, I'm coming up close," I laughed and was amazed that I somehow wasn't trailing behind in twelfth. 

"Oh no you don't" and right as I was about to pass him he dropped a banana and I was passed by four other people at the very end of the race. I was completely shocked with my mouth wide open as he had just won. 

"You're fucking kidding me." I said quietly. "You are such a jerk!" And I shoved him straight off the seat. "I don't want to play again, Stiles." 

"You are honest to God, more of a sore loser than Jackson," Stiles looked at me bewildered. 

"Don't look at me, just put on something else." I told him somberly.

He got up to turn off the Wii and he turned on the TV to find some trashy comedy to watch, he sat back down on the couch next to me. 

"You do realize we still haven't watched all the movies we rented, maybe now we can watch Never Been Kissed?" I yawned tiredly. 

"Are you sure you'll make it?" He laughed, but I could tell he was just as exhausted as I was.

"What are you gonna do? Kick me out if I fall asleep on your couch? Just put it in anyway, Stiles," I gestured for him to put the movie in as I pulled my legs up under me.

"Geez, I'm going!" He capitulated before muttering, "Someone gets cranky when they're tired." 

I was too fatigued to come up with a witty comeback so I threw a piece of popcorn at the back of his head earning a glare before we both burst into laughter. He was about to sit back in his seat alone, but I patted the spot next to me.

"Stiles just come sit next to me, I don't bite... usually." I winked at him pulling up the blanket so I could cover him too. He came and sat down reluctantly. 

As the movie started, my eyelids were like magnets, but I was trying desperately to keep them open as my body was also starting to sway tiredly. 

"Stiles?" I barely got out as sleep was laced in my voice. 

"Mmm hmm?" 

"Would it be weird if I used you as a pillow, I'm about to pass out." 

In response he just pulled me into him as he yawned. Before I even knew it I was out cold.