"What are you trying to do? I just made the first line. I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me, and everything in my life is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?" Scott argued. Stiles sat down fed up.
"He's trying to help," I said softly in Stiles' defence.
"You're cursed, Scott," Stiles said calmly. "You know, and It's not just the moon will cause you to physically change. It also just so happens to be when your bloodlust will be at its peak." Stiles informed.
"Bloodlust?" Scott questioned in disbelief.
"Yeah, your urge to kill," I replied.
"I'm already started to feel the urge to kill," Scott replied annoyed.
"You gotta hear this," Stiles said before hurryingly grabbing one of my books on werewolves. He began reading a passage. "The change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse." He then turned to look at Scott. "I haven't seen anyone raise your pulse as much as Allison does. You gotta cancel this date. I'm gonna call her right now." Stiles said going in Scott's bag.
"What are you doing?" Scott asked with a sigh. Obviously, not paying attention to what Stiles was saying.
"I'm cancelling the date," Stiles replied with Scott's phone in his hand.
"No, Give it to me!" Scott shouted pushing Stiles against the wall. In his defence, I grasped onto Scott's shoulder aggressively. He rose his fist to punch Stiles but with my hand tightly grasped onto his shoulder, he couldn't hit him. He breathed out heavily before hitting me and knocked me to the ground. I lay there knowing I shouldn't fight this one even though I normally wouldn't know when to stop. He looked frightened of himself as he looked from me to Stiles. "I'm sorry." He whispered. Stiles avoided eye contact. "I-I gotta get ready for that party," Scott added before grabbing his things and stepping over me. "I'm sorry." He repeated before leaving. Stiles sighed before coming to my side.
"Are you okay?" He asked with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you?" I replied as he grabbed my hand and helped me up.
"Scar, your dress," Stiles said looking at my dress in fear. I looked down to see I had claw marks I opened the buttons on the dress a bit to reveal I had slight scratches but nothing serious. It was a close call as if I had been standing any closer my guts could have been on the floor.
"Scar, We have to find someone," Stiles said not knowing what choices we have. "There's no one we can go to. This is between the three of us and that is how it has to stay." I replied and he nodded in agreement.
"I'm going to get changed," I replied which heading to my wardrobe.
"We better dress nice we're going to the party to watch over Scott," Stiles said with a smirk.
"Are you asking me to go to the dance with you?" I teased playfully.
"I just meant we would both have to go so we can always have a pair of eyes on him." He replied cautiously. I pouted.
"It's a shame if you asked me on a date to the party I would have said yes," I said acting sad as I walked past him to go to my bathroom to change.
"Wait?" Stiles asked excitedly as I stepped into the bathroom. I simply put a finger on my lips and playfully shushed him. Smirking to myself as I locked the door. I got changed and looked in the mirror. I topped up my makeup and added a black eyeshadow and matte purple lipstick. I took my hair out of the ponytail and let my natural beach waved hair fall onto my shoulders. When I came out Stiles scanned my entire body as I stood in the doorway in a tight fitted, simple grey dress which stopped just above the knees.
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"You look amazing." He said in a daze. I smiled nervously and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Thanks," I replied with a smile. I walked over to my wardrobe and grabbed my black leather jacket as well as my black boots. I threw them on as Stiles started getting his things ready to leave. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when I finished tying the laces of my boots when Stiles held his hand out to help me up. I took his hand with a smile and he pulled me to my feet. I thought he was going to let go of my hand but instead held my hand to the front door when I had to lock the door. I unlocked the car allowing Stiles to climb inside while I got sorted. I climbed into the driver's seat with Stiles smiling at me in the passenger's. I drove back to his place for him to put his things back and get changed.
Once he came out he was dressed in a suit and tie. His shirt was pink, his tie was purple and his jacket and pants were matching grey. The same grey as mine.
"Nice suit," I said with a smile as he climbed in.
"Thanks. Ready?" He asked smiling. I smiled back and we headed to the party. Once we got there Stiles had his hand on the bottom of my back guiding me inside. I smirked at his simple touch. When we were inside Stiles kept his hand on me as we walked around and mingled a little. Since I didn't know anyone I just kind of stood awkwardly with a smile and water in my hand. Stiles was talking to a group of people and I was feeling a little warm. Mostly because Stiles' hand still lay on my back keeping me close to him.
"I'm gonna go look around for Scott," I whisper into Stiles' ear as I leant in. He smiled at me as he nodded his head.
