"Hey stiles, wait up!" A teenage girl called out.
Stiles froze in his steps hearing the female voice and confusion immediately washed over his features as He saw the unknown girl maneuvering her way through the crowds of students to catch up to him.
He watched on edge as the girl jogged down the outside stairs heading over to him with a smile plastered on her face. He scanned his brain trying to think of her name or even remember her face but he was drawing a blank.
He looked her fully over as she now stood in front of him. She had light brown, mid-length hair, brown eyes and freckles on her cheeks. Her dress style was less than impressive, a bit tomboyish.
"Hey um…?" Stiles started hoping her name would come to him.
"Tiffany. " She answered.
"Tiffany, right. How's it going?" He asked, trying to act interested but it was clear Stiles was uncomfortable with the girl's presence, at least it was obvious to him. Tiffany didn't seem to catch on.
"You don't remember me, do you? Last night at the party, we made out." She stated, blushing at the memory.
"Yeah, of course I remember you Tiff. How could I forget about you? That was some party, huh?" He said, trying to play it cool.
As Tiffany giggled at his words, Stiles turned his head back to the direction his friends were hanging out at, secretly looking for someone to notice his awkward run in and save him from his misery.
"Yeah, we should hang out again sometime." She said seductively, rubbing Stiles shoulder, grabbing his attention back.
Stiles flinched under her touch and his body tensed but Tiffany didn't seem to catch on, yet again.
"Yeah uh…?" Stiles started to protest just as his friend Scott came over interrupting.
"Yo Stiles, you coming or what?" He asked, patting Stiles on the back.
"Yeah, sorry I got plans with my friend here but uh, it was nice seeing you again." He said giving a forced smile.
"Yeah, you too, maybe I'll see you around?" She voiced as Scott pulled him away, walking towards the parking lot.
"Maybe! " Stiles called out before turning to his friend in annoyance.
"Where the hell were you? I needed you to break that up like five minutes ago." He stressed.
"Dude, how the hell was I supposed to know that girl went to our school? Besides, you're the one that made out with her last night."
Stiles shivered at the thought, looking back in the direction the girl left, looking in disgust.
"Remind me never to drink that much again."
Scott chuckled as they headed to the truck.
Stiles leaned back into the side of the vehicle and looked out into the distance as he waited for Scott to unlock the door.
"So what was so wrong with that girl anyways? She wasn't that bad looking." Scott said as he tossed his back bag in the back of his truck.
Stiles just shrugged his shoulders, and watched as the students passed by, leaving for the day.
"She wasn't my type." He answered.
Truth be told, Stiles hadn't met a girl to catch his eye, yet.
"And what is your type exactly?" Scott asked, as he unlocked his side of the truck and got in.
Stiles suddenly became alert, noticing his teacher Mr. Hale walking down to his own car.
"I don't know. I haven't met them yet."
Scott chuckled and opened the passenger door for Stiles.
Stiles was unaware of the now open door, too preoccupied watching his teacher. He observed Mr. Hale's every move closely.
He viewed his teacher opening his car door and getting inside, placing his briefcase in the passenger seat. Mr. Hale looked at himself in his rear view mirror as if in deep thought before readjusting it and backing out of the parking lot.
"What do you think he does in his free time, you think he enjoys his life?" Stiles voiced out loud, deep in thought.
"Earth to Stiles!" Scott yelled out from the driver's seat.
"Wh-what?" Stiles asked somewhat startled.
"Are you ready to go, or are you going to stand there all night?" Scott voiced somewhat irritated.
Stiles blushed slightly embarrassed.
"Sorry man, I got a lot on my mind." He said, opening the door and stepping into the truck, taking his seat.
Note: This story will have a couple more chps than I originally thought. I'm not sure exactly how many more. I want to say between 7 to 10 possible chps. I doubt there will be more than that. Anyways, enjoy! :) Reviews welcomed as always.
If you haven't already, please check out my other Sterek story I'm working on called Hidden Expectations.