Chapter 2 - The talk Stiles' POV
I couldn't believe what had just happened. Effy Stonem was at the same school as me for the first time in forever. She still looked good and all the boys were drooling over her and all the girls wanted to be her friend except Lydia but Lydia had always been protective over who I liked and who I was going to be with, I had no idea why she was so pissed at Effy though. The bell rang for the end of the day and I jumped into my jeep with Scott as he turned the music down. I saw Effy as she got into her navy BMW with her sister Allison and her eyes connected with mine and then she looked away and drove off.
"Dude who are you staring at? The new girl?" Scott asked.
"Yeah.. I was," I muttered.
"I don't blame you," Scott grinned. "She's fit as fuck,"
"She was the girl I was with on holiday," I muttered.
"No way!! You slept with her?! I seriously want to be you right now," Scott frowned,
"Don't you have some thing going on with Malia Tate?" I asked.
"Kind of," Scott straightened his face. "She's a cute girl but she is so opinionative and she always looks like she wants to tear my brain apart,"
"Well that's Malia for you," I chuckled. "She is like a detective when it comes to boys," I smirked.
"Is that why she dumped you?" Scott asked.
"No.. Okay maybe.. I liked Lydia at the time!" I exclaimed trying to defend myself.
"Lydia has always liked you," Scott smiled,
"I know she has but I don't feel the way I'm supposed too for Lydia," I frowned.
"I felt the same for Kira last year," Scott sighed, "I think we are destined to be with someone but maybe destiny isn't exactly the path that we're meant to follow.. Yes I got that from Lydia's textbook, I liked the quote!" Scott exclaimed.
"You are such a twat," I sighed and laughed at Scott.
I started up the jeep and we drove down the road all the way to Scott's house and then we saw Malia sat outside on her swing as she read a book. Scott's eyes widened as I smacked him round the head and pushed him out the car door as he shouted at me and Malia looked up. I laughed as he went bright red and she shook her head and went back inside and shut her windows. Scott looked upset but he'd get over it eventually. I walked with Scott into his house as he jangled the keys in his hand and finally opened the door.
Scott's house was small but sweet. His hallway had pale Green walls and a flight of stairs and then the Kitchen had Yellow walls and he had a soft, cream carpet. We went upstairs into his room and it was so tidy compared to mine. There was deep, red painted walls, a brown carpet and he had two windows. His dresser was completely organised and there was no litter anywhere. Scott sat down at the bottom of his bed and stared at the floor.
"You look so depressed, Lighten up," I joked.
"Shut up Stiles," He sighed. "I really like her," Scott muttered.
"Come on Scott.. You're the guy who's supposed to sleep around and get some bad boy cred," I sighed.
"I'm not like that anymore and Malia thinks I'm an ass," He frowned.
"You usually are most of the time," I straightened my face.
"Stiles!" He shouted.
"Alright calm down," I grinned.
