How you meet

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Scott:

You were walking down the hallway at school, listening to music and not paying attention to people around you when all of a sudden you run right into someone. Your stuff flies everywhere, but before you feel yourself hit the ground, strong arms wrap around you and pull you up against a man's chest. You look up to see the cutest guy ever smiling down at you. His big brown puppy eyes make you melt and you almost forget to say sorry for running into him.

"S-sorry" you mumble.

"It's fine! Glad I caught you" he says with a bit of a chuckle. "I'm Scott"

"Nice to meet you" you swallow and start to pull away and pick up your things that are scattered across the hallway. He immediately bends down and helps you until everything is back in your arms or bag. Unsure of your actions, you turn to leave for class.

"Wait" he says, stopping you dead in your tracks. "What's your name?"

You smile. "Y/N"

He repeats your name to himself before speaking up again. "See you around"

He winks as he walks away.

Stiles:

You were in Chemistry, your least favorite class. You usually sat in the back corner in an effort to not have to answer any questions but today your teacher came in and announced a new project that would mean a change in seating assignments.

"I will pair all of you up with a partner that you will work with for the next 2 weeks on this project."

"Can we pick our partners?" A boy up front asked.

"No. I have already selected them for you. Any other questions?" After a short silence he continued. "Good. Here are the pairs. Table one: Scott and Sadie. Table two: Lydia and Kira. Table three:..." He continued through the classroom and you waited to hear your name. "Table eight: Y/N and Stiles"

You picked up your things and moved to table eight, not seeing your partner anywhere.

All of a sudden the door burst open and a cute guy barged in.

"Mr. Stilinski, you are late." Your teacher was not very happy.

"Yeah sorry about that." He replied.

"Are you going to tell me why you are late?"

"No you don't want to know." He said simply.

Your teacher sighed and shook his head as he turned to the chalk board. "Stiles, table 8."

He slid into the seat next to you & pulled his things out of his bag before turning to you.

"I'm Stiles and you are...beautiful" He said almost in a daze.

You giggle and offer him your hand to shake. "Y/N"

"Pretty name for a pretty girl" he says with a smirk.

"Mr. Stilinski quit flirting. Class has started." Your teacher said without turning around.

Derek:

You and a couple of friends were camping out in the woods. School just got out and you all wanted to relax.

The three of you decided that it was time for a campfire and s'mores.

"I'll get all the food out but we need some wood for the fire." One of your friends said.

"I'll go get some" you offered and headed off to find some pieces that you could easily carry back to the campsite.

You walked around, inspecting the ground and trying to determine what size log would work best. Before long you came to a clearing and saw a large house that had been burned by fire.

"You're not supposed to be here." A voice came from behind you, nearly scaring you to death. You jumped and let out a squeal. He looked a couple years older than you, but very attractive. He continued. "This is private property."

"Where in the world did you come from?!?" You ask him with your hand on your chest trying to steady your breathing again.

"This is my land. Why are you here?" He asked, still firm, but you watched his eyes travel up and down your body.

"I'm just camping with some friends and we needed wood for a campfire." You explained.

"You know these woods are dangerous, right?" He asked, his eyes softening a bit.

"I do now" you said, glancing around you.

"I better come with you, you know, to make sure you are safe." He took a step towards you.

"How do I know you are safe? I don't even know your name." You say quite matter-of-factly.

"Derek. You?" He says, offering you his hand.

"Y/N." You reply as you shake his outstretched hand.


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