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robinonadderall) wrote2012-10-09 10:25 am
robinonadderall) wrote2012-10-09 10:25 am
Beacon Hills High Cafeteria | Afternoon
Stiles was having his doubts about Derek's overall lurking skills, because it turned out it was ridiculously easy to just hang around school when you didn't really belong there. He had showed up in the cafeteria during Scott's lunch time and nobody had said a damn thing yet.
Not that he was in the cafeteria to creep. By some miracle from up above, Allison had managed to convince Lydia to go on a double date with her, Scott and Stiles. Meaning Stiles had a date with Lydia freaking Martin. He still couldn't believe it. Stiles nearly strangled Scott when he tried to call the whole thing off thanks to the giant killer lizard that he and Allison saw the night before.
Stiles had made it very clear that nothing will stop him from going on this date. Not werewolves, not giant lizards and certainly not any Argents trying to infringe on Scott and Allison's star crossed lovers thing. Yeah they were still fake broken up so any dates they went on had to be in secret. Luckily Stiles was friendly (i.e. talked to once) with Boyd, a fellow student who worked at the ice rink and he was more than willing to lend out the keys for the right price. Which would explain why Stiles was in the cafeteria right now.
See, not creeping. He was finishing off a transaction.
"I said it'd cost you fifty dollars, Stilinski."
"Really?" Stiles asked, trying to look cute and adorable for Boyd. "I remember twenty. I don't know, I have really good verbal memory and I recall twenty. I remember that distinctive 'twuh' sound. Twuh-ty."
Boyd was not amused. "I said fifty. The 'fuh' sound, hear the difference? If you can't I can demonstrate some other words with a 'fuh' sound for you."
"No, uh, I seem to recall it now." Stiles slowly pulled out another twenty dollar bill out of his wallet. "Maybe I just got it confused with forty? Come on man, have you seen the piece of crap jeep I drive?"
"Have you seen the piece of crap bus that I take?" Boyd asked.
Stiles sighed and forked over the rest of the money and grabbed the keys out of Boyd's hand with a grumpy thanks. He got up and moved a few tables down to where Scott was sitting.
"Got 'em," Stiles said, dangling the keys in front of Scott's face. "I'll pick you up after work tonight and we'll head over to the rink, cool?"
Scott didn't seem to be listening, more focused on something behind Stiles. He turned and his jaw nearly hit the floor. "Is that Erica Reyes?"
Stiles had always known Erica as a shy and awkward girl who was prone to seizures and had a tendency to dress in as many layers as possible. That was definitely not the case now. Erica strutted in wearing a mini-skirt, black stilettos and a cleavage-baring shirt that only passed school standards because she added a leather jacket to the ensemble.
Lydia stopped at Stiles and Scott's table, looking just as shocked as they were. "What the holy hell is that?"
"It's Erica," Scott answered. "I can't---yesterday during gym she had a seizure and had to be taken to the hospital and now..."
Erica seemed to be loving all the stares she was getting and she only got more when she plucked an apple out of someone's hand and bit into it. She smiled in Scott and Stiles' direction before heading out the door again.
Scott pushed away from the table and grabbed Stiles' arm. "Come on."
They followed Erica out the door and down the hall. Stiles had his suspicions as to what happened to Erica seemingly overnight but they weren't confirmed until they caught up with her outside the school. Just in time to see her get into the passenger seat of Derek's Camaro. Derek gave Scott and Stiles an oh-so-familiar serial killer smile before driving off with his new pack member in tow.
Stiles looked over at Scott, who hadn't wiped the shocked look off his face yet. "Okay, seriously, the whole making a pack out of angsty teenagers thing is taking Derek to a whole new level of inappropriate."
[Dialogue taken from Teen Wolf 2x03 "Ice Pick". NFB, NFI but OOC is fine]
Not that he was in the cafeteria to creep. By some miracle from up above, Allison had managed to convince Lydia to go on a double date with her, Scott and Stiles. Meaning Stiles had a date with Lydia freaking Martin. He still couldn't believe it. Stiles nearly strangled Scott when he tried to call the whole thing off thanks to the giant killer lizard that he and Allison saw the night before.
Stiles had made it very clear that nothing will stop him from going on this date. Not werewolves, not giant lizards and certainly not any Argents trying to infringe on Scott and Allison's star crossed lovers thing. Yeah they were still fake broken up so any dates they went on had to be in secret. Luckily Stiles was friendly (i.e. talked to once) with Boyd, a fellow student who worked at the ice rink and he was more than willing to lend out the keys for the right price. Which would explain why Stiles was in the cafeteria right now.
See, not creeping. He was finishing off a transaction.
"I said it'd cost you fifty dollars, Stilinski."
"Really?" Stiles asked, trying to look cute and adorable for Boyd. "I remember twenty. I don't know, I have really good verbal memory and I recall twenty. I remember that distinctive 'twuh' sound. Twuh-ty."
Boyd was not amused. "I said fifty. The 'fuh' sound, hear the difference? If you can't I can demonstrate some other words with a 'fuh' sound for you."
"No, uh, I seem to recall it now." Stiles slowly pulled out another twenty dollar bill out of his wallet. "Maybe I just got it confused with forty? Come on man, have you seen the piece of crap jeep I drive?"
"Have you seen the piece of crap bus that I take?" Boyd asked.
Stiles sighed and forked over the rest of the money and grabbed the keys out of Boyd's hand with a grumpy thanks. He got up and moved a few tables down to where Scott was sitting.
"Got 'em," Stiles said, dangling the keys in front of Scott's face. "I'll pick you up after work tonight and we'll head over to the rink, cool?"
Scott didn't seem to be listening, more focused on something behind Stiles. He turned and his jaw nearly hit the floor. "Is that Erica Reyes?"
Stiles had always known Erica as a shy and awkward girl who was prone to seizures and had a tendency to dress in as many layers as possible. That was definitely not the case now. Erica strutted in wearing a mini-skirt, black stilettos and a cleavage-baring shirt that only passed school standards because she added a leather jacket to the ensemble.
Lydia stopped at Stiles and Scott's table, looking just as shocked as they were. "What the holy hell is that?"
"It's Erica," Scott answered. "I can't---yesterday during gym she had a seizure and had to be taken to the hospital and now..."
Erica seemed to be loving all the stares she was getting and she only got more when she plucked an apple out of someone's hand and bit into it. She smiled in Scott and Stiles' direction before heading out the door again.
Scott pushed away from the table and grabbed Stiles' arm. "Come on."
They followed Erica out the door and down the hall. Stiles had his suspicions as to what happened to Erica seemingly overnight but they weren't confirmed until they caught up with her outside the school. Just in time to see her get into the passenger seat of Derek's Camaro. Derek gave Scott and Stiles an oh-so-familiar serial killer smile before driving off with his new pack member in tow.
Stiles looked over at Scott, who hadn't wiped the shocked look off his face yet. "Okay, seriously, the whole making a pack out of angsty teenagers thing is taking Derek to a whole new level of inappropriate."
[Dialogue taken from Teen Wolf 2x03 "Ice Pick". NFB, NFI but OOC is fine]