"Stiles, would you like to call me to explain why you are an half an hour late to our date at Addisons?! I'm sitting all dressed in a pretty dress and everyone is staring sympathetically at me and its driving me nuts," Mia said, sighing sharply into her cell phone. "Stiles, please call me."

Mia hung up the phone, before glancing around the restaurant once more. Mia Anderson was a sophomore at Beacon Hills High School and was best friends with lacrosse players Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. She had been waiting seven years to go on a date with Stiles, she never thought it would happen.

But there he was, standing at her locker Monday morning, asking her if she wanted to go to dinner Saturday night on a date. Mia wasn't one who normally was obsessed with her appearance had gone to Allison and Lydia for fashion help.

"I can't believe you are going on a date with Stiles!" Allison said with a grin as she rummaged through all the clothes that Lydia had bought Mia.

"You're telling me," she said as Lydia fussed with her hair.

"That one," Lydia said to Allison as she held a dress in her hand. It was light pink and lace with long sleeves. Lydia finished Mia's hair with a smirk, admiring her work. She had twisted Mia's brown hair into a fancy side knot bun. They paired her dress with black heels and sent her off.

While Mia was tapping her fingers anxiously against the table, Stiles was across town, dressed in a white button up and jeans. He was face down on the floor in the police station, paralyzed from the Kanima scratch.

"Can you move?" he asked Derek, who was lying next to him on his back.

"No, you?" Stiles mumbled a no, before letting out a sigh. "Could you stop sighing ever second? It's driving me nuts not being able to move, let along listen to you sigh," Derek snapped, wanting to move away from the brown eyed boy.

"Sorry, I'm just supposed to be on a date with Mia right now, she's going to be really upset with me," Stiles said, sighing again. "Can you see the clock?"

"Yeah, it's 8 o'clock, why?" Stiles sighed again.

"I'm two hours late."