Something old, something new. (Stiles Stilinski)

Normal for a minute

He started leaning down slowly, his face inching closer to mine. We were only centimetres apart when suddenly his computer started making noise. We jumped apart and Stiles quickly ran over to his computer.

"It's Scott." He said grabbing his green toy gun and turning around in his chair. He answered and spun back around to shoot the camera.

"Seriously? Did you just do that?" I asked from my very comfortable position on the bed.

"Yes I did do you have a problem?" Stiles asked turning to look at me.

"You're such a dork." I said lying back down and staring at the ceiling.

"Would you two stop bickering like an old married couple." Scott said through the video chat. "I didn't even know you were there Lil!"

"'Lil'? I'm sorry but when did my nickname become 'Lil'?!" I asked sitting up on the bed.

"Just now. Your name is too long and I get tired of saying the whole thing." Scott said.

"Yeah okay sure. It's not bad." I said shrugging.

"Will you two stop that it's weird." Stiles said giving Scott an odd look.

I grabbed Stiles chair and rolled him away. "Oi!" I heard Stiles yell.

"Hey Scotty, what's up." I said taking Stiles place in front of the computer.

"I didn't find Derek. I thought you guys might have found out something." Scott said.

"Hey Stiles did we find out something about something? Yo! Stilinski!" I picked a tennis ball up off the floor and threw it at Stiles who looked up and dodged it just in time.

"Will you stop throwing things at me!" Stiles said rolling back over to the computer.

He grabbed me by the waist and attempted to move me but I just sat on his lap, refusing to move.

"So what did you guys find out?" Scott asked again.

"Well it's bad. Jackson got a seperated shoulder." Stiles informed us.

"Because of me?" Scott groaned.

"Because he's a tool." I said. It's true. He is an ass. A Jackass.

"Well is he gonna play?" Scott asked quickly.

"They don't know yet." Stiles said resting his chin on my shoulder and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Now they're just counting on you for Saturday."

"Hey Stiles." I whispered. "What's that in the background?"

He looked closer at the weird thing in the back. With all the pixelation you couldn't really tell but it looked oddly like a persons silhouette.

"What?" Scott asked noticing our expressions.

Stiles began to type:

IT LOOKS LIKE,

SOMEONE IS BEHIND YOU.

It really looked like someone was there in Scotts room and it was kinda freaking me out. And to make it even better it was taking forever to load. Then the screen said disconnected.

"Oh come on!" Stiles yelled.

"Hey don't yell I'm right here!" I said leaning away a little from him basically yelling in my ear.

"Oh sorry." He apologised.

"Well I should go. I promised my mum I'd help her tonight." I said getting up off Stiles.