It was the 24th of June, the last day before summer break. Stiles was still in class, waiting for the bell to ring. 'How can time go so slow when you're in school?!' he whispered to Scott, his best friend.

Since 4th grade they have been inseparable .

Scott and Stiles had a lot of good memories together and next week it was only going to get better.

Summer break, a holiday to Greece with his best friend, well and their parents, for 2 weeks and fun, lots and lots of fun.

Finally! Only 60 more seconds and he was gone. 54, 53, 52, 51, 50, 49… Jeez this was going way to slow, he had to get out of there, the 14 years old boy thought to himself.

37, 36, 35, 34… C'mon, yes, almost, god damn it go faster!

'Mr Stilinski?' the teacher said. 'Huh, what? Sorry what was the question again?' 'Well Stiles I asked you if you-' but the teacher was interrupted by the school bell.

'Yes!' Stiles yelled as he left the classroom.

'Stop right there Mr Stilinski, I asked you a question.' But Stiles just pretended he didn't hear anything his teacher said, instead he ran outside, stepped into his jeep and drove away with nothing to worry about.

No school, no homework, not tests and no pain in the ass teachers. The only thing, well actually the only one, he was going to miss was Lydia, the most beautiful and smartest girls he had ever known.

Lydia had beautiful strawberry blond hair and green eyes, Stiles has had a crush on her for 3 years now.

He was so lost in his own Thoughts, he didn't look out for the road.

'Hey! Watch out!' another woman screamed to him. 'Shit, not again!' Stiles yelled to himself.

He really needed to stop doing this, he thought while keeping his eyes on the road this time.

When Stiles got home his dad, the sheriff, was working on the case of Mr Lahey, the father of this kid in his lacrosse team, Isaac Lahey.

'Hi dad.' Stiles said to him before he ran upstairs. He wasn't sure if his dad had heard him, but he wasn't going to check it. As Stiles got in his room, he started looking for a suitcase.

There it was, his dark blue suitcase, on the highest shelf in his closet.

Hmm, what should he bring on holiday, he thought. He should at least have 3 swim shorts and some t-shirts, he also got his red hoodie for in the airplane and the colder nights.

In about 2 hours Stiles was finished packing. Only 3 days left and he was on his way to Grease.

This was going to be an awesome holiday.

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As Scott got out of school he walked to his bike. He couldn't wait to go on holiday with Stiles, but first he was going to Allison, his girlfriend.

Scott had liked her from the very first day she walked into that classroom.

When he got at Allison's she was already there, waiting for him. She looked beautiful, as always.

Scott wondered how such an amazing girl would ever want to date him, but he was glad she did.

'Hi.' Allison said with her sweet voice. 'Hi.' Scott replied to her before he gave her a kiss.

Thank god her dad wasn't there, he thought.

Scott didn't think her dad really liked him, he had no idea why though.

Allison asked if he wanted something to drink. 'Yes, thanks, just a coke.' Scott said.

Allison got the glasses and the coke but when she opened it, it seemed like it was shaken a little bit too much. 'Shit!' Allison screamed, wet of the coke.

'Here I'll clean this up, you go take a shower and put on some new clothes.' Scott said.

'Thanks Scott.' Allison replied, and she got upstairs. Scott started to clean up, he got some toilet paper and let it suck up all the pilled coke.

Then he started mopping the floor and in 5 minutes he was finished. While he was waiting for Allison to come back down, he heard someone get into the huge house.

Please, don't let it be her father, please, please don't. Scott thought to himself.

'Allison? Are you home? How was the last day of school?'

Fuck, it is her dad. His luck didn't really seem to work today.

'Alliso-, oh Scott.' Chris Argent said with a disappointed look on his face. 'Where is Allison?'

'She is in the shower, we wanted to get some coke but if exploded to everywhere in the kitchen and she was wet so while she was taking a shower I just cleaned it up.' Wow Scott you're just amazing in talking, aren't you. Scott thought to himself.

And just when Mr Argent wanted to say something Allison walked into the kitchen.

'Hi dad' She said and gave him a kiss on his cheek. 'I should probably go, packing and stuff.' Scott said. It wasn't a total lie, he really did have to get packed for Grease, but he also really didn't want to stay here with Allison's dad.

'Do you really have to go? You've only been here for half an hour.' Allison asked.

'Yeah, sorry but I'm going in 3 days and I really want to have everything, you know.' It was probably the worst excuse Scott had ever made up.

Allison finally got it as he looked at her dad while he left the kitchen.

'Well, okay then, I love you.' Allison said. 'I love you too.' Wow that was the first time they said that to each other, and it felt great.

When he got home he grabbed his dark blue suitcase, the same one as Stiles has, and started packing. This was going to be an awesome holiday.