The Ones Who Fixed Each Other (Stiles Stilinski AU)

Chapter 7

*Scarlett's POV*

The day goes by way faster than I thought it would. The last bell has just rung and the narrow hallways are swarming with students, bustling to find their way out. All my worries have pretty much faded away as I'm eager to hurry outside and meet Stiles.

I begin searching the halls for Lydia so she can show me the way to the student parking lot but she's nowhere in sight. "Huh, that's weird I wonder where she went," I say making my way to the door, she's probably gone home gone or at a meeting.

"Do you need a ride?" I jump, startled to hear Lydia's perky voice behind me, my hand goes suddenly to my chest. I breathe a sigh of relief. "Oh my gosh Lydia, what is it with you people and sneaking around like that?" I laugh, "you almost gave me a heart attack."

"Allison and I were gonna go to the mall, so I was wondering if you'd like to join us?" She smiles, "We might able to do something about that outfit," she jokes gesturing to my cardigan. "Sweetie that is not your color."

I can't help but laugh. "That's really sweet of you Lydia and I'd love to but-" I stop for a second. In the corner of my eye catch I catch a glimpse of Stiles heading out the door with Scott. They're laughing and talking, as they exit through the doors.

"But...what?" Lydia says, whipping her head around to try and see what caught my attention.

I snap back, blinking my eyes. "I... actually have to go meet up with Stiles. We have to finish our project for economics." I blurt out, while gently pushing past her. "Thank you so much for inviting though. See you later," I wave to her, as I push open the metal doors the boys went through moments before.

The back parking lot is flooded with students. How the hell am I supposed to find him?
I quickly begin scanning the rows of cars for any sign of him.
I honestly don't even know what I'm supposed to be looking for but I keep looking.

I see Lydia getting into her little blue car with Allison. Allison waves happily and blows kisses to Scott, who is gearing to get on a -Oh my god- he rides a motorbike!

I spot a shiny, new silver Porsche too, how could someone even afford that here? The owner turns around and it's a jock. Figured. He sees me looking at him and gives me a confident smirk. I shudder, turning away. But imagine riding in one of those? Wow, wonder what Stiles drives?

I continuing weaving in out of the parked car lanes, and begin to feel like Stiles left me, when I suddenly spot him beside what seems to be a little, beat up, baby blue jeep. Definitely not what I was expecting.

Stiles spots me and begins frantically waving me over. His hands flail all over like one of those balloon things used to catch attention at a gas station.

I make my way over to him.
"It's about time you got here,"he says making his way over to me on the opposite side of the jeep.

"This is yours?" I ask, running my hands over the smooth, blue paint, while inspecting the little dents now that I'm closer.

"Well yeah," he says, sliding his hands into his pockets, his arm propped up against the door. He gives me a surprised glance, "What you don't like it? I know she's kinda old but she's my baby," he coos, affectionately rubbing the hood.

"No I do, she's actually really adorable," I say giving the hood a pat.

"Well then what are we waiting for?" He drums his fingers along the side door." Care to take my baby for a ride?" He says giving me smirk.

"Well of course," I say fancily, gripping the door handle. I pull on the handle but it doesn't budge. I pull again and again, but still no luck.

"Hey Stiles I can't get-" I glance up at him and he's already seated in the driver's seat. "Get in," I mutter under my breath. He's adjusting the rearview mirrors and playing around with the radio buttons, completely unaware of my struggle.