"10 years Lydia. 10 freaking years. That's how long I've been in love with you, and I know you might not feel the same but I don't care right now, I love you Lydia Martin. I love the way your long, strawberry blonde hair hangs below your shoulders, how you always know what to do and what to say, how you're always saving people, and I love how your the most genuine, kind, warm hearted person I've ever know. I love you Lydia. I've loved you since you came up to me in the sand box in third grade, asking if you could borrow my shovel. Lydia, I'll say it as many times as I need to, hell, I'll climb Mount Everest and scream it to the world. I love you."
Stiles and Lydia have been friends since the third grade. Stiles, well, Lydia has been his true love since then. Will Lydia ever feel the same, or does she already love him?