Heyy guys. this is my first fanfic so please review I would appriciate it and tell me how to improve the story. Also this chapter is really short but I promise they will get longer I only had about a half hour to write it. ((: I OWN NOTHING OF TEEN WOLF.
Stiles noticed a girl who was unfamiliar crying on a bench outside of the office. It was his lunch period and he doubted Scott would miss him if he was a tad late so he decided to see what was wrong with the girl. As he was making his way over to her he studied her. She had blonde hair that just passed her boobs which weren't very big at all. Her body seemed tiny but very toned and muscular especially in her legs. He wished he could see her face but it was burried in her palms. "Excuse me?" he asked as he approached her. She shot her head up. Even though her eyes were blood shot he was immediatly drawn to the brown-purple color of her almonds. Her nose was slim and stuck out a little far.
"Yes?" she sniffled through her plump pink lips.
"I don't mean to be rude but why are you crying?" Stiles nervously asked sitting beside her on the bench.
"I just moved here and I'm having a tuough time getting settled." She wiped a tear away from her bronzed cheek, " And I broke up with my boyfriend because I can't do the long distance relationship shit and I'm just taking it hard." She sniffled one last time before she wiped both cheeked and forced a smile. Her teeth were perfectly straight teeth with a metal retainer whick explained the slight lispe. "I'll be fine." They sat there in silence as a couple more tears fell down her face. She didn't even bother wiping them away anymore, "I'm sorry I'm venting to you and I haven't even asked what your name is." She forced a giggle.
"I'm Stiles." He beemed sticking his hand in front of her, "Pleasure to meet you..." He paused waiting for her response.
"Samantha." she shook his hand, "But call me Sami." She smiled.
"Well Sami you should go get cleaned up then come eat lunch with me and my friend." He offerend.
She raised one light brown eyebrow,you could tell her hair has been dyed, "Cleaned up?" she questioned.
"Well you have black stuff running down your face you look like a depressed clown." He stated making her laugh a bit. She nodded then stood up making her way to the bathroom. Stiles couldn't help but stare at her toned butt.