Stiles should really be worried. For the past week he has been texting a stranger. So much so that he saved the number in his contacts as 'Mister?'. The question mark because Stiles isn't sure if it's really a dude. Don't get him wrong, he has tried numerous times to get a name but always failed. Sitting in the back of the classroom, Stiles started texting Mister?.
Stiles-10:36
hey
Mister?-10:38
Whats up?
Stiles-10:38
Dying from boredom x.x
Mister?-10:39
Lol me too. Who knew spanish was soo fun! -.-
Stiles smiled despite himself.
Stiles-10:40
What teacher?
Stiles looked up, sliding his phone under him when the teacher walked by. Stiles glanced over to Scott who was staring at him curiously. Stiles shrugged before going back to his phone.
Mister?-10:42
Mr. Dow
Stiles felt his heart skip. Mister? Had Mr. Dow, Stiles Spanish teacher last year. Which meant that his texting buddy attended his school, lived in Beacon Hills. Just then the bell rang for lunch time. Stiles scrambled out his seat, rushing out the door with Scott close behind.
"Dude what's with you?" Stiles abruptly stopped causing Scott to bump into him. Turning around, Stiles grabbed hold of his friend, excitement in his voice as he spoke.
"Remember that stranger I mentioned was texting me?" Scott nodded his head warily eying Stiles.
"Well we've been texting for the past week non-stop and I think he goes here." Scott stared at Stiles with an amused look.
"What?" Stiles asked annoyed.
"What are you going to do? Find out who it is?" Scott asked nonchalantly.
"Yes" Stiles said before continuing to lunch.
"I don't know Stiles. What if he's ugly?" Lydia asked, lips pursed. Stiles shook his head.
"Doesn't matter. I have to meet him."
"Yeah. He'll be happy to see your face." Jackson snorted. Danny elbowed him while Scott fixed him with a meaningful glare. "Especially after seeing yours." Stiles shot back, sticking his tongue out at the beta. Stiles pulled out his phone remembering that he didn't text Mister?back.
Mister?-10:43
Know what today is?
Stiles-11:00
Wednesday?
Stiles replied. Mister? Didn't reply back so Stiles pocketed his phone.
"What are you going to do if you meet him?" Allison asked. Stiles thought for a while.
"Uh..I"m not sure."
Walking down the hall, Stiles fumbled for his buzzing phone.
Mister?- 11:15
Valentines day
Stiles-11:15
Oh..
Mister?-11:16
Lets meet. After school.
Stiles' thumbs hovered over the keyboard, not sure what to text. He really wanted to meet this guy but didn't want to be disappointed.
Stiles-11:20
Ok.. When and Where?
Stiles didn't get a reply until the end of his last class.
Mister?-3:42
Now
Stiles was puzzled. How the hell is he suppose to know where to go. Walking outside Stiles grabbed his keys as he pushed past people. A tired sigh escaped his lips when he noticed Jackson leaning against his Jeep.
"So? Find him?" Jackson asked smugly. Stiles shook his head as he threw his backpack into the back seat.
"Nope. He wants to meet but I don't have a flippin clue as to where." Stiles breathed. Jackson stared at him like he was an idiot.
"Are you serious?" Jackson asked. Stiles looked at him lazily.
"Yes I am." Stiles flinched when Jackson suddenly stood up, closing the distance between them. Jackson was a little too close for comfort. Taking his hand, Jackson placed something small into Stiles hand.
"Happy Valentines Day." Jackson whispered. Stiles stared at the heart shaped chocolate in his hand. Looking up Stiles noticed how proud Jackson was of himself. Before Stiles could figure out something so simple, Jackson leaned down placing a kiss to Stiles' lips. Stiles would've been a fool if he didn't kiss back.