Chapter 1 Thanks?
Dear Diary,
I honestly can't believe I'm writing in this… I feel like I'm some teenage girl, I mean I'm a sophomore in college! Anyway I had this awkward encounter with this guy today and now I'm really confused.
Stiles, a sophomore in college, is sitting in the library typing up his lab report he forgot to do till last minute… again. In the corner with his headphones in, he furiously types away on this computer, stopping to reference his notes occasionally. As he finishes his report he takes out his student ID in preparation to pay for his copy at the printer section of the library. Stiles takes off his headphones and his music can be heard, he just likes it loud to drown out his own thoughts that don't pertain to his assignment. He walks over to the printer with his head down, thinking if he forgot anything in his report. He looks up to see the back of this tall muscular man inches from his nose and flinches, jumping back. The man turns around and stares at him with confusion. "Yeah?" says the man inquisitively. "Sorry", Stiles said, "I didn't see you till just now. You scared me a little bit." Stiles let out an extremely fake laugh trying to make light of the fact his heart is still beating uncontrollably fast.
The man stared at him, passing almost exactly like the grumpy cat meme Stiles always sees on social media. Stiles let out an actual laugh this time, cut short by the still confused man. "Sorry you just remind me of someone else." Stiles said. "Right…" Said the man. "Excuse me." He turned back around and swiped his ID card. As he was entering information into the printer, Stiles took a look at his card which the man left on the top of the printer. The printer stared shooting out the mans papers. "So your name is Derek?" Stiles said. Derek turned on the heel of his foot quickly, with a look of annoyance, anger, and now uneasiness, he asked, "How do you know my name? What do you want?" Stiles quickly defused the situation, "Oh I just saw your ID card is all. The name's Stiles. Nice to meet you." Stiles extended his hand. Derek stared at his hand, and looked back at Stiles. "It's rude to look at other peoples personal things. Didn't your parents teach you that?" The printer finished Derek's order and he grabbed the papers and left. Muttering as he stepped by Stiles. Stiles shrugged off the awkward encounter and started towards the printer. His chemistry class was beginning in fifteen minutes.
Stiles went to swipe his card and noticed Derek forgot his on the printer. Stiles grabbed it and started running towards the stares. The elevator has been out of service for a week now and they were on the fourth floor. They were the only two there are far as Stiles knew. He made it to the third floor but Derek was no where to be found. Stiles made his way to the first floor and saw a glimpse of Derek leaving, his arms flexing as he pushed the door. Stiles sprinted, tripping a little bit, but recovered his balance and pursed Derek. "Hey Derek!" Stiles yelled, exiting the library. "Dere-!" BOOM! Stiles finds himself on the floor, his butt hurting considering he just fell on it from hitting Derek's chest. "What do you want!?" Derek growled, low and loud.
Stiles found himself trembling. "I—I found your student ID card on the printer. I wan—wanted to return it to you." Derek sighed, and looked a little relieved, still an animalistic stare maintained at the surface of his face. Derek took Stiles' arm and threw him up to his feet. Stiles limping from his fall, one hand on his butt, the other outstretched with the card in hand. "Here you go." Stiles said a little timidly. Derek took the card, putting his other hand on Stiles shoulder. Derek smirked and said, "Thanks."
After thinking back on it, I think I came across as really creepy. I just don't know why I can't get this out of my head. Why do I keep thinking about our encounter? What did he mean by "Thanks."? – Stiles
Authors Notes:
First off thank you for reading the first chapter of a huge story I have planned out. Any and all comments on this chapter and the ones to follow are greatly appreciated! Mature content will be included (violence, sexual encounters, descriptive details) but not right off the bat.