Stiles Stilinski/Void Stiles Stories

Accept It ♡ Stiles

I'm sitting across the lunch table with my girl Coraline. Sipping at my water, being annoyed.

"Stiles, you'll need to understand... over a thousand people apply every year and honestly you'd be lucky if 0.1 percent actually get accepted, that's more rejection letters being written and printed that you may realise" She tries to sooth my beating heart rate, but it doesn't work too well, I wanted so badly to get into the FBI in New York that I stupidly didn't apply to anything else.

"I know Caroline, but I could've sworn I was surely going to get in, I mean, look at how many cases I helped my dad with this summer.... this is beacon hills, the only town in the entire world to get cases every hour" She smiles at me, understanding my fustration. 

"Stiles, Beacon Hills is tiny compared to other little towns around the world. We have under 20,000 in our population. Others have bigger like 50 odd. Come on, it's not your fault you didn't get in, you'll need to speak to your dad about giving you a job with his district. I'm sure they'll see you as a perfect fit" She wasn't wrong, my dad did offer me a job with his office but I wanted slightly bigger things because I wanted to let my dad grow on his own, but seems as though that isn't going to happen.

Sorry dad.

"Yeah, I guess you're right Caroline" She reaches her hand across the table and takes mines in her own.

"Do what is best. Accept It, the job, and Accept It that you didn't get into FBI, okay?" I nod, rolling my eyes at the unwanted defeat.

Fine, I will Accept It.