A/N: alright...high school Teen Wolf AU! :) Hope you enjoy!
"Alright, get a partner whom you would trust to catch you!"
The high school guidance counselor had split the boys and girls up, girls in the auditorium, boys in the gym, as part of the freshman orientation. Stiles automatically paired up with Scott McCall, the only person whom he had really been friends with in middle school and thus, someone he could count on now. It wasn't that Stiles wasn't friendly…in fact, it might have been that he was too friendly, too exuberant…and tended to scare people away far too easily. Scott, though, had been his friend for years and they were too far into their friendship for his spastic antics to hurt things.
Yes, things had become strained a couple of years ago when Stiles' mother had died, but Scott had been there for him, nursing the boy back to his spazzy, energetic and overtly excitable self. Stiles was excited about high school, sure that it would be the dawning of a new era, meaning new friends, but definitely while keeping the old ones…or one, that he already had.
"I'm going to give each pair a bandana; whoever is going to catch first, blindfold your partners, please. Whoever is falling, trust your partner, fall backwards and have confidence that they will catch you!"
"You're falling first," Scott said without hesitation.
"Fine." Stiles shrugged, allowing Scott to blindfold him.
"Alright, whenever you're ready, fall backwards, then switch!" the counselor called.
Stiles closed his eyes behind the blindfold and allowed himself to tip backwards. Scott caught him easily, and Stiles stood upright, ready for his turn to catch once he removed the blindfold.
"You're going to catch me, right, Stiles?" Scott asked as he tied the blindfold over his eyes.
"Nah." Stiles shook his head. "Not worth it."
"Screw you," Scott stated.
Stiles just chucked and stepped backwards, waiting for Scott's fall. Again, it was flawless, Scott falling back without hesitation, Stiles catching his friend with ease. As Stiles helped Scott remove the blindfold, something caught his eye.
"Scott, I'll be right back." He darted away from his friend and towards a boy who's partner had stepped away less than a second after he began to fall. The pairing was all wrong, the boy falling was tall and very muscular, where as the one catching was scrawny and timid. Stiles moved to break the taller boy's fall, but a combination of coming towards him from the wrong angle and being rather scrawny himself had ended with the taller boy falling on top of him, squishing him to the ground slightly.
"Oof." Stiles let out a small squeak as the taller boy wriggled off of him.
"Oh my god…" the boy turned, his eyes wide. "I am so sorry…I…you're not my partner…" He looked confused.
"Yeah, I know…" Stiles chuckled slightly, propping himself up on his elbows as he looked at the boy. "You're partner-"
"I'm so sorry, Danny!" The timid boy ran up to them and immediately began to fret. "I wimped out…I'm so sorry, this kid just ran in and…you're lucky!"
"It's alright, Johnny, don't freak out." Danny, as Stiles had learned the boy was called, offered a hand to help Stiles to his feet. "Thanks for breaking my fall…"
"Stiles." The hand offered for help turned into a shake. "Well, my last name is Stilinski, but…people call me Stiles, so…just Stiles."
"I'm Daniel Rodriguez." Danny smiled. "But you can call me Danny, you know, if you'd rather."
"Alright." Stiles nodded.
"Oi!" Scott called back to Stiles, waiting for his partner for the next exercise.
"Oh, shit…coming!" Stiles called back. "Look," he turned back to Danny. "Gotta run."
"Hey." Danny grabbed the sleeve of Stiles' shirt. "I'll see you around, okay?" Stiles just nodded and headed back over to where Scott stood.
"What was that all about?" Scott asked, tipping his head to the side.
"Tall, cute guy was falling, he needed help." Stiles shrugged.
"Oh Jesus, what are you doing, Stiles?" Scott asked, looking at his friend suspiciously. "He is NOT your type."
"Oh, he absolutely is," Stiles corrected, biting the bottom of his lip as he watched Danny walk away. "He is definitely my type."
"Stiles, do NOT fall for another straight boy. You'll just end up hurt," Scott advised.
"I'm 15, I'm not going to get hurt." Stiles shook his head. "I'm too young to fall in love, thus too young to get my heart broken."
"Okay, that's not even a little bit true," Scott interjected, shaking his head. He knew his friend too well, and while Stiles was in the closet to most, his close friendship with Scott meant that he was out now, and plenty proud of who he was…at least between the two of them. "Romeo and Juliet were what, like 14 when they met? They fell in love and that was that. The same thing could happen to you, but it would be like Romeo and Tybalt…or Romeo and Mercutio, because I guess there really isn't the whole warring family thing going on in this instance."
"Romeo and Juliet ended up dead," Stiles reminded him. "And besides, no one even knows if they were really in love or if it was just lust or puppy crushing. And more besides, that was then, like way then people said 'thou art' instead of you are and wore those flea collar things all of the time. This is now where people say 'yo bro' and wear t-shirts." Stiles playfully punched his friend in the arm. "I'll be fine, don't worry about me. I'm not going to chase him, I'm just going to let the chips fall where they may."
Despite what he said, Stiles could feel his ears grow hot as he watched Danny. He was far too shy to make a move, but this boy had already struck a chord in him, and it was only the first day of High School. It was going to be a lot different of an experience than he had expected.
A/N I hope that you enjoyed that...please stay tuned for more!