It was safe to say that after everything they'd been through the past couple of months that everyone felt closer. Some, surprisingly closer than others. One of Jacksons famous late night parties, a great way to end the school year and after the dread doctors, why not reward themselves with a little fun? But when everyone has just a little too much to drink, Stiles and Lydia end up alone in a room together and Stiles can kiss his virginity behind. The first problem is that Stiles soon after gets back together with Malia, who had mutually agreed to break up with him. The other problem? Lydia's little baby bump creates a few quarrels. ••••••••••••••••••••• Ships: Stydia (Stiles & Lydia) Scira (Scott & Kira) Allisaac (Allison & Isaac) SOME [temporary] Stalia (Stiles & Malia) ••••••••••••••••••••• This AU is based off a series of different gifs and pictures I found scattered about the inter-web

"Oh God. Where to begin? First of all I got one of my best friends pregnant senior year, beautiful baby girl. She's two now and I'm still madly in love with her mother, have been since the third grade. And I've basically been in the friend zone ever since Claudia was born. We both have our own apartments and we switch off custody days... Oh and I slept with Heather a couple days ago, But what's new with you?" Stiles says with a full on sarcastic grin, taking the straw of his soda between his teeth. Scott raises his hand as though he's in class. "I slept with my exe..." He offers. ~~~ After two years of online colleges and unexpected movings, the pack reunites back in Beacon Hills to support Liam through his senior year. Claudia is now on the brink of turning three and it's clear even to her that Stiles and Lydia still like each other.

❝The end is unknown but I think I'm ready as long as you're with me❞ It all began when Jackson stood her up for a date. ( extended summary inside ) ( short story )

It's Senior Year, and Stiles Stilinski has a plan: 1. Apply and Get-In to BSU early admissions 2. Continue to stay off everyone else's radar 3. Graduate There. An easy plan to survive the 195 days left before he graduates, and can thereby ridden himself from the thunder-dome he considers to be Beacon Harbor High. And it would have gone just as neatly as he'd printed it too-so had he not bumped into a clumsy, green eyed, girl named Lydia Martin on day 1 of 195.

"7:15, that's our time."

Just another story about two lost souls finding their way

[ Completed ] "Life isn't a fairytail" Her name is Taylor Jane Sykes, and this is a story about how she found happiness with a boy named Ashton Irwin, thinking that being together made them invincible; but they were far from it. their relationship is swarmed by jealously, hate, romance and death so when the devil of her past catches up with her, will their love be stronger than ever, or will it go out with a bang? © Copyright 2014 FictionalAsht0n

A boy never forgot about the things that made him crazy. He just watched them burn.

"What do you want?" I glared at the blonde boy. "To see if you're okay" He mumbled, looking straight into my eyes. They were full of sorrow and guilt, Like he was actually sad he stopped. It made me even more angry. He broke our promise. "I'm fine. Now stop following me!" I growled. ------> Ever since Grace Jones was thirteen years old, she's been skipping between families. From living with poor old Mrs Skibby in Melbourne, to living with Kelly in Perth. It wasn't that they didn't want her. No, it was because of her severe depression and suicide attempts. So when she moves in with Stella and her family in Sydney, does all this continue? Probably. But then her passed shows up and she's face to face with the one and only Ashton Irwin from 5 seconds of summer. She didn't want him in her life, but he continues to show himself back in. What did Ashton do to make her hate him so much? Why is he so determined to change her opinion about him? Will she defeat her depression? <----- WARNING: This story will contain depression and self harm. If you're not comfortable with self harm then i suggest you don't read this book ok (SEQUEL TO THIS BOOK IS CALLED 6:54) © 2013 by JUMUNJI. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

My heart pounded as I rushed down the hall. My brother finally did it, he finally lost it. I heard shots fire in the cafeteria, I flinched. This isn’t happening, I told myself. I heard someone’s heavy breathing from behind a shelf that stuck out of the wall. “Come on ash we have to go!” I said clamping onto the blonde boy’s hand. I pulled him up and dragged him along. “ALEEAH!” A voice boomed. No, no, no, this isn’t happening. I turned to face my brother whose hand held a jet black gun, his arms raised, gun pointing at me, ready to fire. The gun sounded.