The Kids From Yesterday // Stiles Stilinksi [2/2]

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Dreams woke Lucy up and she glanced at the clock. Stiles was fast asleep and she shook his shoulder. "Stiles. Stiles."

"Hmm?" He hummed.

Lucy sighed. "You have a mandatory morning practice for tomorrow's game. Remember?"

The words weren't registering and he slowly focused on her. "Hi."

"Hi. Get up. You know, you say you want to get better at lacrosse, but you don't get up early enough to do so. Get up or I'll summon a ghost to make you."

He sighed. "Please don't. Are you coming to practice?"

"That's my--You changed the murder board."

He nodded and started closing his eyes. "I don't think so."

Lucy flipped him over and started to kiss him. His eyes opened and he ran a hand through her hair as he continued kissing her. "Lu, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"You've kissed me before without me brushing mine."

In class, they were handed back their tests and Malia waved hers around excitedly. "Lydia? Lydia. Did you hear me? Look. I passed."

"'C-minus'," Lydia said.

"Your notes are great when they're not written in code."

Lucy's test was handed back and she saw a 'D'. She couldn't focus and she'd never taken tests well. Another test was placed on Malia's desk . It was an 'F'. Coach frowned at her. "Disappointed, Malia. Profoundly disappointed."

Lydia pursed her lips a moment. "I'll send you my notes."

Kira looked between them. "It's over. The computers are off. No more assassins. No more murders. No one's dying."

"Not yet," Lydia whispered.

They shared a silent look, knowing that someone was going to die. Lucy sighed and assuming her dreams were right, she knew who it was.

School ended and Stiles tried helping Lucy with her homework. "You know this is pointless, so why even try?"

He frowned at her. "It's not pointless, it's homework. It's very important."

"Stiles, I can't take tests to save my life. Believe me; I've tried."

He smiled. "We can try."

"This sounds much more fun," Lucy replied, kissing him.

Stiles pulled away. "As much as I'd love to do that, we have to study first."

Sheriff Stilinski stood in the doorway and said, "Drop what you're doing. I'm taking you both out to dinner. Whatever you want."

Stiles played with Lucy's hair and turned to his dad. "Dad, I don't think a man of your debts should be treating anyone to anything."

His dad held up an envelope. "Well, there's one debt we no longer have to worry about."

Stiles grabbed the envelope. "What is that?"

"A letter of apology from Eichen House. Apparently they've decided to forgive our debt to... Well, you, Lucy and Lydia almost getting murdered."

Lucy frowned. "They can do that?"

The sheriff turned to her and smiled. "They can do it and they did it!"

Stiles threw his hands into the air. "I've never been so happy to be almost murdered."

"Well, we're not out of it yet. But we're going to be okay."