Charlie's POV

School was a lot better than I expected. Of course it was mostly because of the adorable guy I've come to know as Stiles Stilinski. Throughout the whole day he was so sweet to me, showing me around and making sure I got to my classes okay.

His friend Scott was nice, too. He was more calm than Stiles, but I could tell he got nervous around girls, too. Especially after seeing him talk to his girlfriend, Kira. Even though they had been dating for a little over a year he still got nervous around her and it was so adorable.

Speaking of adorable. I looked up as Stiles tripped over his feet and fell into the lockers beside mine, trying his best to seem casual about the whole thing. I couldn't help but giggle at his antics.

"Ready to go?" I asked him.

Since his jeep was broken down still I had to give him a ride to the auto store to pick up the drive belt before taking him back to where we left it this morning.

"Yeah, let's go." He nodded and followed me out to my bike.

I zipped up my jacket then got on the bike, letting Stiles get on behind me. As he did one of the popular boys, who I quickly discovered was Jackson, the boy Stiles and Scott warned me about earlier. I could tell right away that he was a jackass like they said.

"Hey, Stilinski. What are you doing riding on the back like a girl?" He laughed with his buddies.

I raised a brow at him and Stiles just quietly told me to ignore him.

"Excuse me, jerkoff, but no one asked for your insignificant opinion." I said sassily. "Now, I know you feel the need to make up for what you lack in the dick department by bullying people, but honestly no one really gives a shit."

I heard Stiles stifle a laugh behind me and I just smiled sweetly, putting on my helmet before taking off with Stiles holding onto me. We arrived at the jeep about ten minutes later after picking up the part and Stiles got off, laughing again.

"Oh my god, that was amazing. The look on his face was priceless. You are amazing." He said with a wide smile.

"Why thank you." I giggle and do a little bow before taking off my helmet, setting it on my bike seat. "Alright, let's get this thing fixed up."

*later*

"Charlie, hurry up. We're late!" My dad called from downstairs.

"Coming!" I called back, taking one last look in the mirror before heading downstairs.

"You look nice. Trying to make an impression on the Sheriff's boy?" He smirked.

"No. I just don't want the Sheriff thinking I get into trouble all the time since I wear mostly black." I said with a smile.

"You do get into trouble." He chuckles and shakes his head. "Just like your mother."

He smiled softly and put his hand on my cheek for a moment as he got lost in his thoughts like he had done many times before. He always said I looked and acted so much like her that most days he wondered if she was really gone.

"We should go." I say softly as I kissed his cheek then walked to the car.

We arrived at the Stilinski house after a few minutes then walked up to front door. I bit my lip as my dad knocked, hearing footsteps coming up to the door before it finally opened to reveal the spazzy boy I had quickly become friends with today. He seemed surprised to see me dressed up so cute and girly like this, but it was a nice kind of surprise.

"Charlie, hey." He smiled before noticing my dad was standing there. "Oh, and um Charlie's dad. I'm Stiles."

He held his hand out for my dad to shake and I couldn't help but giggle as he made a face of slight pain, which meant my dad squeezed his hand a little too hard as a warning.

"I've heard a lot about you. I hope you won't get my daughter into as much trouble as you get into yourself." He teased.

"Uh, no. No of course not." He stuttered.

"Alright, dad. Stop freaking him out. We all know you're not that scary." I playfully roll my eyes.

"Actually I think he's pretty intimidating." Stiles muttered.

"Trust me, he's nothing but a big softie who cries watching chick flicks." I laughed.

Now it was my dad's turn to roll his eyes. Stiles finally let us in and my dad took me over to meet Sheriff Stilinski. I could tell he was very serious about his job, but he was also funny and laid back. We spent most of the dinner laughing at old stories he told us. Most of them about Stiles, who got extremely embarrassed.

"Dad, come on." He whined, blushing as he messed with his food.

I giggle softly and pat his back.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone." I told him.

Before he could answer his dad's phone rang and we could both tell it was work related by the serious expression that appeared on his face.

"James, we have to go. There's been a stabbing." He said as he stood up.

My dad nodded and stood up as well.

"Stiles, give Charlie a ride home. No staying up late and if I find you stalking the crime scene again you'll be grounded for a month." Sheriff said in a firm tone.

"Alright, fine. We'll probably just watch a movie or something then I'll take her home." Stiles said.

"Same for you, Charlie. No staying up. Be careful okay?" My dad added.

I just nodded and sighed softly, not really wanting to be home alone again. I could definitely take care of myself if something happened, but just the being alone part drove me crazy. Especially when I was alone with my thoughts.

"Bye dad" Stiles and I both said as they left.

As soon as they were out the door Stiles turned his attention to me.

"So, do you like Star Wars?" He asked.

"Uh, duh. I was a jedi three years in a row for Halloween." I laughed.

"Seriously? I've never met a girl who likes it as much as me." He smiled.

"Well believe me. I love it. I'm definitely going when the new one comes out, but I don't think it could ever be as good as the original."

"I know right?! The original movies are the best." He exclaimed. "Do you want to go up to my room and watch them?"

"Oo inviting me to your room already? At least take me to dinner first." I teased, smirking when I saw him blush. "I'm just kidding, Stiles. Let's go."

I stood up then followed him to his bedroom. It was a typical messy boy room, but I didn't mind. Especially since he was so much like me.

After Stiles did a quick clean up he invited me over to sit on his bed with him. I sat beside him comfortably, watching the movie on his laptop with him. We ended up staying up pretty late watching them and talking about our favorite parts, mine mostly being the funny scenes with R2D2. Then we got into it about who shot first in the Han Solo scene at the bar.

"It was obviously Solo. He's not the type to care about having to kill someone who is threatening to kill him." I said to Stiles.

"But there has never been any indication that he has killed someone who isn't shooting at him." He argued.

"Okay, this could go on forever. Let's just end it now. I should get home anyway." I said with a yawn.

He glanced at the clock that read 11:00 pm.

"Right. I'll give you a ride." He said as he got up.

He held his hand out to me and I placed mine in his, allowing him to help me up. When I stood our faces were pretty close and we looked at each other for a moment before quickly looking away. I occupied myself with getting my shoes on then once we were finished getting ready we went out to his car.

He drove me home then walked me to the door, wanting to make sure I got in okay even though he could have done fine watching me from the street.

"Thanks for the ride, Stiles. I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Yeah, definitely. Do you want me to give you a ride? It's supposed to rain tomorrow."

"Um, yeah. Sure, that would be great actually." I smiled softly and nodded. "Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem. So um... goodnight." He said awkwardly.

I laughed softly and kissed his cheek gently, pulling away to see him blushing a little.

"Goodnight, Stiles."

I went inside, smiling to myself as I thought about the boy in the flannel shirt that was starting to steal my heart.