Stiles was used to people trying to get a date out of him. They used about every pick-up line and trick in the book, but Stiles wasn't impressed at all. But one of them that had started going a bit overboard for his liking. It actually started one day after lacrosse practice.

"What in the holy hell is that?" Stiles asked. He and Scott were making their way to the school parking lot when a shiny black Camaro suddenly sped through. Not only was Stiles sure it was breaking the speed limit, but it didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon. It sped through a curd narrowly making it past the BHHS sign and stopped right in front of them.

The driver suddenly made a sudden stop in front as one of their classmates Erica Reyes got into the car. She flashed them a smile as she got in and when the driver rolled down his window, Stiles wasn't surprised to see who it was.

"You know there are human people walking around this place." Stiles told him in a bored tone. It was none other than Derek Hale. Captain of the Beacon Hills basketball team.

"Really? Cause all I see is one." Derek responded before eyeing Stiles with a seductive look along with a flash of his brilliant white teeth. "Scott don't forget the pack meeting." Derek told Scott before speeding off once again.

Scott and Stiles both watched the Camaro sped off into the distance. "Dude, he wants to date you so hard." Scott commented.

"You two are so focused on buttering me up both you forgot that he was also supposed to be taking you to the pack meeting." Stiles said plainly.

"Damn it!"

Which is how Stiles found himself giving Scott a ride to the Hale House. Stiles was always welcomed at the pack meetings, but this time Derek had instructed him not to be there. Which was perfectly fine with Stiles because Derek had started to get very intense with him lately.

"So, what did you think of his fast new car?" Scott asked through the passenger side window. Scott didn't even try to make it sound like he was forced to ask such a question.

"He's listening on the other side of the door." It wasn't a question. Stiles knew exactly what Derek was trying to pull. Scott gave him a shrug of the shoulders. Stiles looked between the front door and back at his friend.

"You want to know the truth?"

"Yeah."

"Boring." With that Stiles sped off leaving his friend to be attacked by other members of the pack, along with a red-eyed Alpha glaring at the departing jeep.