It was one hundred percent Lydia's idea to get brunch the next day, forcing Stiles to get up earlier than he had intended to. Rolling out of his bed lazily, he didn't manage to catch himself before he hit the floor. Stiles let out a loud groan and dragged his hands up to beside his head before pushing himself over onto his back. He relaxed for a minute for the pain to pass before he slowly got up.

"Stiles?" His dad's voice came from behind his bedroom door.

"Yeah?" He grunted out.

"Everything okay?"

"Just fell off the bed." In response, his dad just laughed and Stiles heard him walk back downstairs. "Rude." He scoffed as he slowly walked over to his dresser. Pulling out a pale red shirt with a pale yellow Iron Man symbol on it, Stiles threw it over his head. Instead of changing into jeans, Stiles decided to keep on his blue plaid PJ pants and wait till after getting a cup of coffee.

Hopping down the stairs, taking them two-by-two, and then practically skipping into the kitchen, Stiles took down a mug and poured himself half a cup of black coffee. Setting down the cup, Stiles opened the refrigerator and took out a small bottle of French Vanilla creamer. He poured the little that was left into his mug and threw the empty bottle into the kitchen sink. Taking a sip, he winced. Not enough creamer.

"Hey, when are you leaving?" His dad stepped into the room with his own mug of coffee and a bunch of folders tucked underneath his arm.

"Probably within the next twenty minutes. Don't want to show up late." Stiles leaned his lower back against the counter and crossed his feet.

"Alright, sounds good. I work later tonight so…"

"I'll stay at Scott's tonight. We need catch up time." Not answering verbally, his dad nodded and walked back from wherever he was before. Glancing at the time on the microwave, Stiles gulped down the rest of his coffee and climbed up the stairs. In Hawaii, he was proud to say he started learning some fashion sense (hanging out regularly with girls does that apparently) and so he grabbed his only pair of black skinny jeans and his red high-top converse. The skinny jeans hugged tight to his legs and he thought they really brought out his shape. (Haukea and Akela agreed when he had come out of the dressing room by whistling and static that he had no choice but to get them.) Smiling, Stiles sat on his bed and struggled to get in his converse on, almost falling off the bed again and flailing a little. After a couple minutes, he finally got both of them on. While skinny jeans show off the body more, they sure are a pain in getting shoes on.

Taking his watch off his desk, Stiles secured it on his wrist as he also grabbed at his phone.

To Scotty-My-Boy:

Hey, sleepover 2night?

From Scotty-My-Boy:

Of course! (Ma's work tonight 2)

To Scotty-MY-BOY:

Awesome :) :) :)

Turning off his phone's screen, Stiles tucked it in his back pocket and walked downstairs. "Bye dad! Have fun at work! Eat healthy because I'll know!" He took the keys off the nearby hook and headed out.

"Have fun with Lydia and Scott! Don't get into trouble because I'll know!" His father shot back just as Stiles closed the garage door.

"I see you got my text." Lydia said all-to-cheerily when Stiles walked inside 'Yours Truly'.

"Kind of hard to miss it. When did you get your hands on my phone?" Stiles asked incredulously. She just grinned at him before she turned to the waitress directing people to their seats.

"Table for two please."

"Of course, Ms. Martin." The older woman nodded and grabbed two menus along with silverware. "What would you two like to drink?" Motioning with her hand, the waitress beckoned them to follow her to a small window table.

"An iced tea to start me off." Lydia requested as Stiles pulled out the chair for her.

"I'll have a chocolate shake please." Stiles politely stated, ignoring Lydia's rolling eyes.

"Alright. I'll be right back with those for you." The woman walked away after she finished writing down their drink orders and the second she left, Stiles turned to Lydia.

"And I'm changing my text tone back."

"So…" Lydia took a bite of her deli sandwich. "What else happened in Hawaii? Not counting the vague texts we all got from you." She sent him a look of annoyance, showing her displeasure of being left out. After taking a bite of his waffle, Stiles chewed a little before responding.

"Nothing much." As Lydia started opening her mouth, Stiles quickly continued on. "I'm much better. I'm sleeping better and I feel better." He admitted at the end.

"Good. I'm glad." Lydia lightly smiled as she spoke softly.

"I'm definitely taking you next time. The sunsets were gorgeous and there were a lot of dolphins, not to mention sea turtles." Stiles gushed, setting down his fork and reaching over for the maple syrup. "At one point, Karri and I got up really early to see the baby turtles climb towards the ocean." His voice sounding like an excited child.

"Karri?" Raising an eyebrow, Lydia took a sip of her orange juice. Her question got brushed aside with Stiles's hand.

"The daughter of my music shop boss. She was lesbian anyways. Beside," Stiles cheeks turned red. "I'm with Malia." With that said, Lydia almost spat out her juice. Stiles missed it though as he stuffed another slice of waffle inside his mouth.

"What?" She demanded, shocked at what Stiles just said.

"Turns out I'm not one-hundred-percent gay…more bisexual it seems. We started dating a week or so before I came home."

"What about Derek?"

"What about him?" Stiles narrowed his eyebrows as his sharp voice snapped out. "He made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with me last time we spoke. And as confusing as the note he put between my windshield wipers, he's not forgiven." Finishing up, Stiles angrily chewed at the last bit of his waffle with a scowl on his face.

"I'll ask about that later. More pressing though is how did you meet Malia?" Seeing as Stiles was not up for 'Derek Discussion' yet, Lydia switched back to talking about Stiles's surprise relationship.

"I crashed into her at the library before I left."

"Literally?" Lydia grinned as she casually asked. Glaring for a second, Stiles nodded.

"Anyways," his face resolved to a happy, easygoing expression, "we started hanging out in the library every other day. We traded numbers and started texting. And then last week we agreed to go out." Lydia hummed and returned the smile. Although it was forced from her end, Stiles didn't seem to notice. "Anyways, enough about me! What's going on with you and Jackie?"

"I'd wish you'd stop calling him that." Frowning, Lydia played at the salad she had ordered as a side. "Jackson is moving back from London, " Stiles started to groan before being cut off. "and don't give me that shit. I know you and him haven't had the best track and at times he's a complete douchebag, but he's changed a lot. Last year he even voluntarily helped you."

"I know, I know…" Stiles sighed. "But he's still a jerk until proven otherwise."

"You should give him a chance this year." She pointed out.

"Fine," Stiles munched down the last of his waffle, "buth he bether bhave ni-er." He mumbled with his mouth full, which caused him to receive a disgusted look from Lydia. Swallowing, Stiles restated what he said. "But he better behave nicer."

"Boys…" Lydia hummed as she sighed.

"Girls…" Stiles mimicked her, the sigh and everything.

"Stiles, good to see you!"

"You saw me yesterday Scott." Stiles stuck out his tongue as he, in his own way, pranced through the doorway.

"I know, but it felt like forever." Agreeing with a nod, Stiles walked into the McCall's kitchen like it was his own.

"Chocolate popcorn?" He asked, taking a bottle of Hershey's syrup out of his overnight bag that he had quickly stopped at home to get.

"I'll get the watermelon Sour Patch and Goldfish then." Scott shot back with a smile. After gathering the snacks and after the kitchen smelt of buttered popcorn, the two of them proceeded up the stairs and onto Scott's bed to play Call of Duty or one of the other video games neither of them had been able to play together since before Stiles went on vacation.

At one point, Stiles threw popcorn at Scott to distract him and at another, Scott pushed Stiles off the bed in order to win Mario Kart.

Pausing the game (which they were currently on The Last of Us), Stiles turned his body to face Scott, who was currently giving him huge puppy dog eyes with the question of why shining at him. "Let's get a tattoo." A completely shocked look came to Scott's face and the game was clearly forgotten. "I'm serious!" Stiles defended himself. "Let's go get one right now. I have money from my music shop job and I really want a tattoo."

"Dude...you hate needles." Scott's statement caused Stiles to groan.

"I know, but I've gotten better man, promise. I'm not passing out like last time."

"Alright then." Scott grinned enthusiastically. "Let's do this."

Hey guys! It's been almost exactly a week and I wanted to thank everyone for the comments. :)

So yes. Malia & Stiles are dating. Thoughts? What do you think Lydia's outlook is? Why do you think she acts the way she does?

Also! Stiles + Tattoo. What do you guys think about it? What do you think he's going to get? Is Scott going to get another one?

(Also I'm basing the first tattoo scene sort of like the one in the TV show, so that's what I'm talking about with Stiles passing out in case of those wondering.)

Jackson's back! I know I've asked this before, but any other characters? I can confirm that Isaac will be brought back and there'll be more Danny.

Oh right, before I forget, what do you think Lydia changed his ringtone too?

Lots of questions this chapter.

Until next time... :)

(Which will hopefully be next week Thursday or Friday)