"we'll figure this out 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳."
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season 1 - 6
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"I'm the hot girl."
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"Get your ass down here now, we have a job to do." Stiles says into his phone, shining the flashlight it the dark locker room.
"Dude, I'm already in bed." Scott argues through the phone. "Aren't we getting a little old for this?"
"We do this for Coach." Stiles defends. "He lives for this stuff, he loves it."
"Is Y/n even there yet?" Scott asks.
"Yep." I reply, popping the 'p'. "Why wouldn't I be here for one of the best nights of the year?"
"It's the middle of the night though." Scott whines.
"12:15 actually." I correct him. "That means it's officially Mischief Night."
"It also happens to be Coach's birthday." Stiles adds. "If you don't get down here in five seconds, I will destroy you. Five, four, three, two-"
Stiles spins around, only to fall to the ground in fright to see Scott standing there with his glowing red alpha eyes. I laugh at the two boys, watching Scott's eyes return back to brown.
"One." Scott finishes, grinning childishly.
♡
I didn't get much sleep last night seeing as my two best friends and I had come up with an elaborate plan to prank Coach. This ended up taking up most of the night and leaving me with only a couple hours of sleeps Luckily, Stiles let me have a nap in his jeep on the way to school.
The three of us enter the crowded school hallways where Scott grabs me and pulls me towards him, the both of us laughing as we watch Stiles get hit in the face with toilet roll.
"Oh, so you pull Y/n away from getting hit but not me?" Stiles jokingly scoffs.
I giggle and I catch Stiles glancing over at me, smiling. We come to a stop in front of Stiles' locker and I notice Scott's attention on something else. Stiles notices this too as we follow his gaze to see Kira clumsily picking her books up.
"Oo, you're looking at Kira." I tease. "You like her?"
"No." Scott denies, a bit too quickly. "I mean, yeah. Yeah, she's okay."
"Ask her out." Stiles bluntly says.
Scott raises an eyebrow. "Now?"
"Yes, now!" I urge.
"Right now?" Scott questions again.
"Scott, I don't think you get it." Stiles begins. "You're an alpha, you're the apex predator. Everyone wants you. You're like the hot girl that every guy wants."
