{Third person}
The previous night the three teenage girls had been all up in boy talk it was something Finley had never enjoyed. It was normally just Lydia either talking about Jackson or how she had seen one of the 'hot' lacrosse players starring at her again. But that night it had been completely different. This time the two girls had asked Finley about the cute or hot boys in London. Back in London Finley had never really looked at the boys there, she had been busy with focusing on her study's and trying to forget about how Scott was a werewolf. Lydia had of course been shocked as she had wanted her best friend to get a high-class boyfriend and she thought London had been just the place for that.
As the conversation went on they got on the topic of Stiles. Allison had laughed loudly when Finley brought up Lydia asking Stiles to the winter formal, the girl had been so embarrassed about the fact. She had tried to turn the topic onto Finley, stating that she liked the brown-haired boy, something that Finley had immediately denied which only made Allison suspicious.
An hour later the teen girls had been watching a movie. The Notebook, on Lydia's request...well demand actually. And at the end of the movie, all three girls had had tears in their eyes. after that they had ended up falling asleep, peacefully the girls had layed across Allison's bed.
and then the next morning the girls had woken up for their school day. after they all got ready they had jumped in the car.
and that's how they had ended up in the school parking lot, all three of them getting out of the car, Lydia and Allison out of the front and Finley out of the back. "So Mystery girl leaves a bruise on our arms that turns out to be the logo for a bank?" Lydia had asked Allison as they both closed the car doors. "What's she trying to do? Give us investment advise?" She then joked as she scoffed.
"Not at this bank. It's been closed for years." Allison told her and Finley gave them both a look of utter confusion as they walked to the back of the car.
"Why aren't you telling Scott?" Lydia asked at which Allison sighed a bit. "Because according to someone, I need to find something real," Allison responded as she tied her jacket closed. She then opened the back of the car which revealed her bag. Underneath the small brown bag, there had been chain cutters. Allison had quickly closed the car and looked at her friends, trying to see if any of them had seen it. "Which reminds me, um, I can't drive you two home today. I have an errand to run after school." Allison said as the three of them turned around and headed towards the school.
Lydia hummed a response and Finley told her it was fine. They had then entered the school and immediately went to their classes.
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After school, Finley had gotten a ride home from Scott and Stiles but because of that, she got sucked into their plans to go to Derek's' loft. Scott had tried to keep her home but once she knew about the plans she couldn't just stay at home watching tv while her brother was out risking his life.
They were now all standing around a table, but Peter, Derek's' uncle who was sat on the spiraling stairs. Finley was standing next to Scott on the side of the table as Stiles put a map onto the table. "Okay, you see this? This is how they got in. It's a rooftop air conditioning vent." Stiles started as he quickly put a small circle on that place. "Which leads down inside into the wall of the vault, which is here." He continued, again drawing a circle on the map. "One of the robbers was lowered into this shaft. Now, that space is so small, it took him twelve hours to drill into that wall, which is stone by the way. then throughout the rest of the night, they siphoned the cash back to the guys on the roof through that one little shaft in the wall. Boom." He explained as he kept drawing things on the white paper before hitting the marker on top of it one last time and finishing his story.
"Can we fit in there?" Scott asked his best friend as he looked at the map. "Yes, we can. but very very barely. And they also patched the wall, obviously, so we're going to need a drill of some sort. I'm thinking maybe a diamond bit..." Stiles got stopped in the middle of his story by Derek.
"Look, forget the drill." He told us and Stiles turned around sort of confused. "Sorry?" "If I go in first, how much space do I have?" Derek asked before looking up at Stiles.
Oh, the damn sexual tension between those two.
(I had to.)
Stiles tapped his finger onto the table as he turned his head to look at Scott and Finley before almost immediately turning his head back to Derek. "What do you think you're going to do, Derek? You gonna punch through the wall?" Stiles asked sarcastically as he fully turned towards Derek. Derek also fully turned to Stiles as he folded his arms over each other. "Yes, Stiles, I'm gonna punch through the wall." "Okay big guy. Let's see it. Let's see that fist. Big, old fist. Make it, come on."
Finley sighed as she looked at Scott for a second. "Stiles, stop it. You're gonna get yourself hurt." Finley told him but Stiles waved is hand weirdly in the air to dismiss her comment before giving Derek a straight face. Derek made a fist and held it in front of him as both Peter and Finley rolled their eyes. "Get it out there. Don't be scared. Big, bad wolf. Yeah, look at that. Okay, see this?" Stiles asked as he held Derek's fist and holding a flat hand around three inches in front of it. "That's maybe three inches of room. To gather enough force to punch through solid..." Stiles let go of Derek's arm in the middle of his sentence and before he could finish it Derek punches his hand. Stiles immediately went down and quickly grabbed the hand Derek had punched. He wined as he quickly started walking to where the couch had been in the room. Scott had his eyes widened as his eyes followed his best friend before looking back at Derek and giving him a 'was-that-necessary' look. "He could do it" Stiles muttered as Finley walked up to him to get him to stand still because for some reason he had to keep walking. "I'll get through the wall," Derek said as Stiles whimpered.
"And I told you to stop before you got hurt," Finley said to Stiles as she made him sit down on the couch. The girl had a sarcastic look on her face but the worry was obviously evident in her voice. "And I obviously did not listen" Stiles replied as he held his arm looking at the brunette girl in front of him.
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The void inside// Stilisnki
Fanfiction❝Thinking is difficult, that's why most people judge❞ - Carl Gustav Jung {DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own any of the teen wolf characters or plot idea's (those credits o to Jeff Davis) I do own Finley McCall and all her plot lines.} Season 3A & 3B