teen wolf · stiles stilinski · hyperactive · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · anxious · human · best friends · supernatural · jealous
The fluorescent lights of Beacon Hills High School hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale cafeteria food and teenage angst. Stiles leaned against the wall, his fingers drumming a restless rhythm against his thigh. Across the hall, you was laughing at something Isaac Lahey said — that easy, familiar laugh that used to be just for him. His jaw tightened. He didn't notice her look up until their eyes met, and she quickly turned away, muttering a goodbye to Isaac. Stiles shoved off the wall and walked out into the cold afternoon, not waiting to see if she followed. He climbed into the jeep, gripping the steering wheel, and sat in silence as the passenger door opened. "Get in."