Chapter Three

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~Stiles

As soon as we pulled out of the schools parking lot, she got a sad look on her face.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She says trying her hardest to sound happy.

"Okay...so tell me about yourself." I say. I absolutely hate awkward silences.

"What do you wanna know?" She asks tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Everything." I say.

This time she really smiles.

***

Over the next 15 minutes, the drive to the mall, I learned so much about her.  I learned her favorite bands are All Time Low, Sum 41, Simple Plan, & Blink 182. I learned her favorite subject is English & she loved carrots. Preferably the baby carrots. She hates feet & Rootbeer.  Her favorite smell is fresh mowed grass & vanilla.  She hates vanilla ice cream but only eats it when...well, that's too much info.

Her mother died when she was young & had to live with her father until now...her brother is her best friend. And, she hates shopping & wishes she was born when Woodstock was still around.

"You know, my mom died too. It hit my dad hard.. he started drinking...it's was terrible. But Scotts mom, Melissa,  was there." I say thinking about her. I really miss her.

"I'm so sorry.  How & when did she die?" She asks as I pull into a small sushi place.

"In 2004..she had really bad insomnia.  She'd see stuff & hear thing. She had Dementia." I say as we both get out.

We head into the sushi place & sit down & order.

After we eat, it's time to head back to school.

"This was great Stiles, thank you." She says, again, smiling. Gah, this girl is perfect.

I'm about to reply, but I get a text from Scott.

"Damn it, Scott." I say shaking my head.

"Something wrong?" She asks.

If I take her with me, who knows what's gonna happen.  And the full moon is on Friday,  as in tomorrow.  She can't find out about this.

"I kind of have to drop you off back at school."

"What? Why?" She asks frantically.

"I..uh..my dad is...I have diarrhea." What? That's the only thing I could think of!

"Really Stiles? You don't have to lie." She says & walks away.

"Gaaaahhh, damn it, Scott!" I yell.

I go back the car & drive her back. 

When we get there, she slams my door & storms off.

Groaning, I head over to Scotts house.

***

"You know,  you just ruined a really great date?" I yell storming into his room.

"Allison broke up with me dude." He says with the covers over his face.

Crap.

Now I can't yell at him.

"What did she say?" I asks sitting next to him.

"She's confused, about everything. She needs time."

"Girls are....just evil creatures... but I know what'll make you feel better,  remembering the bottle of Jack Daniels I stole from my dad the other  night. I was gonna save it for later, but he needs this now.

"Come on. Get your sorry ass out of bed. We're going somewhere."  I say pulling his feet.

"Stiles, what-" He falls on his face.

"Oooooh, my bad.."

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