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"She didn't even invite me!" Stiles shouted again as he rapidly paced back and forth across Scott's room as said friend looked at him with an expression that could only be considered boredom. Stiles didn't notice though since he wasn't really paying attention to him, he was too annoyed.
"She didn't invite me! She invited everyone else but me!" Okay, she also hadn't invited Scott but Stiles wasn't really focused on that part. Just the fact that she hadn't invited him! He had only had a crush on her for like ever and she hadn't even realized that he existed enough to invite him to her birthday party! It was co-ed so it wasn't like she could use that as an excuse either.
"Stiles-" Scott tried interrupt but Stiles keep going on regardless.
"How many times have I ask to hold her books or to do something for her but does she notice me at all? I don't even think she knows my name and we've been in the same class for 2nd, 3rd, and 5th grade! Is she blind or maybe I'm invisible?" He looked down at himself concerned for a moment that he might have actually gone invisible only to see his normal skin texture, "Why didn't she invite me to her party?" he asked. "Why?!" Stiles shouted and he heard a loud sigh that he ignored, "Am I too nerdy for her? Or does she really not know that I exist?"
"Stiles!" Scott yelled and Stiles blinked in surprise and stopped pacing. Scott didn't yell very much where as Stiles he yelled a lot in excitement, or in anger but Scott not so much.
"I. Don't. Care. I didn't even want to go," he exasperated, "Please can we talk about something else, anything else." Scott pleaded and Stiles nodded. He could do that, he could do that. Stiles found himself unconsciously pacing again, trying to find something else to talk about that wasn't Lydia. Something to talk about other than her strawberry blond hair, other than her smile, other than his anger at not being invited to her party.
"She invited everyone else!" Stiles found himself yelling again having gottten swept up in his anger again.
"That's it," Scott said getting up from his computer chair and pointing at the door, "Leave." Stiles stared at him, it wasn't often that Scott made him leave his room, not that he hadn't before. They were best friends and sometimes best friends had arguments or got tired of something.
"Really?" he asked and Scott nodded.
"I don't want to hear anymore about Lydia today. I can't take anymore you've been talking about this for over an hour." Stiles frowned he hadn't been talking about that long had he? His eyes flicked up the clock that was on Scott's wall that was in the shape of Mario. As he looked at the clock he found that Scott was right, Stiles had been talking about Lydia and her party for over an hour. Stiles nodded his head, apparently he had tested Scott's patience on the matter. It was a hard to do since Scott always seemed to have a lot of patience for Stiles's sometimes inane and repetitive speaking habits.
"Okay," Stiles said and made his way out of the house; he was planning on going back home when he changed course. He knew where he was going; he was going into the woods. Stiles was going to find his wolf because his wolf somehow always made everything better.
It didn't take him long to find his wolf, it never did because the wolf always seemed to find him right away. Stiles made his way over to the animal and immediately started petting its fur, this usually calmed him down pretty quickly. Unfortunately it didn't seem to be working as well as it usually did.
"She didn't invite me you know," he told the wolf softly, "I can't believe she didn't invite me." he grumbled again. "I always hold the door open for her when we get to the door at the same time and she never says thank you. You know half the time I don't even know why I like her! I mean she does have strawberry blond hair, and she does have a nice smile, and she's really smart, but sometimes I think that-" Suddenly the wolf moved out of his hand's reach and Stiles frowned because that never really had happened before. The wolf usually stayed with Stiles's, letting him pet its fur way until Stiles had to go. The wolf looked at him for a moment before slowly padding away. He sighed, message received, apparently no one wanted to hear him talk about Lydia or her party.
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