Hey everyone, this is chapter three. Hopefully it is a little bit more entertaining than the last one! Thanks to all my lovely reviewers and all you anonymous guest readers. This chapter can be quite confusing at times, but everything will become much clearer in the future.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, I only own my OC, Alexia :)

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Stiles didn't text her, either. She was debating whether to not show up at the game at all. Maybe it was all a joke. Maybe he and Isaac Lahey decided to take the piss out of her and it was all for their own amusement. But that wasn't Stiles. Granted, she didn't know him very well, but she knew him enough to know that he was a decent guy. She was sitting at her dressing table, trying to distract herself from what she was going to put herself through tonight.

You can always just stay home. It's not like anybody really misses you. I bet Stiles doesn't even care, he's probably going to be drooling over Lydia anyway. I'm guessing he is thinking about her now. No one would ever think about you. No one even cares about you...

The thoughts carried on. Alexia's hands began to shake and she began taking deep breaths, focusing on her make-up. Why did she suddenly care about a guy who said two words to her today? When did she become so shallow?

You can do this. You can do this. You can do this. Her phone buzzed, halting her thoughts. It was Emily, telling her to look pretty for tonight. She scrolled through her phone and found Stiles name in her contacts. She debated whether to cave in and ring him, or not. Her finger was wavering over the screen, ready to submit, when it buzzed again. It was Isaac Lahey.

'Have fun ;)' was all the text said. Laughing scornfully, she ignored it. She didn't need people like him. Finally calm, she finished putting her make-up and grabbed her iPad to occupy her for the next two hours until Megan picked her up. She would finally get to see Stiles.

So two hours later, with that thought planted firmly in her mind, Alexia found herself sitting in the stands of Beacon Hills High School's Lacrosse pitch, freezing to death. She was a bit late and missed the start of the match, but Stiles was playing so she was pretty certain that she could talk to him after the match and ask him what his deal was. Trying to avoid all form of eye contact with anyone, she was staring into space and not at the match being played. She was blissfully unaware of what was going on, until Megan nudged her.

"Look there is your boyfriend, he's staring at you." whispered Megan, "aren't you going to look at him or smile?" Alexia could sense the amusement in her voice, she was loving this. Megan nudged her again and raised her eyebrow.

"Um, what? Sorry. Yeah there's Stiles." She looked up and forced a smile at him, meeting his eyes. His lovely warm, soft brown eyes. She wasn't expecting the rush of feeling that suddenly flooded into her body. Her heart rate quickened and broke into a dance. She could feel the slight perspiration clouding on her forehead. He was sending her into some sort of fever. She had been worried about him all day and worried that he was messing with her. But looking into his eyes, she saw the same emotion in them that she felt herself. She couldn't look away and neither could he. This went on for several minutes, with Stiles ignoring the shouts from the crowd to 'get his game on'.

"Lex? Lex? Earth to Lex!" Megan waved her hand in front of Alexia's eyes, breaking her vision to Stiles. "What was that? He was giving you the eye-sex stare." She giggled and poked Emily. They were really enjoying themselves now. Alexia tried not to get irate as she ignored both girls.

"Yeah, right, okay." Alexia shook her head, trying to get thoughts of Stiles out of her mind. This was going worse than expected.

What was that?

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That's chapter three! Hope everyone likes it :)

Preview of Chapter Four:

"My name is Derek Hale and I'm a friend of Stiles. You don't happen to know where he is, do you." Alexia shook her head. She certainly didn't know where he was.