Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot in this story. This is my first one shot so I'm hoping you'll enjoy it J also R & R.
Stiles was getting tired of hearing the thump, thump, thumping of the basket a couple of boys were dribbling outside in the hall way. Sighing as stopped strumming his viola, he carefully placed his intsrument in the velvet case and wiped his sweaty palms on his skinny jeans. He got up placed the bow on his stand and then pushed the double door open and walked out saying,
" Hey! Do you guys mind? I'm trying to practice over here."
All the boys in the hall turned around saying ooooh and standing in the center was no one other than Derek Freaking Hale.
Derek smirked and replied, " How do you know we're not practicing here too?"
Stiles rolled his eyes and shifted his weight.
'No see I was practicing in the music room and I'm pretty sure that basket ball practice takes place at the gym."
" Yeah? Well I'm pretty sure basket ball practice where ever there's a basket ball."* Derek said cockily and then as the other boys were laughing Derek dribbled the ball towards Stiles and Stiles sighed while shaking his head.
"See?"
Stiles shook his head once more and then turned around.
"Hey wait! Hold on! Hold on!"
Stiles paused and listened to derek.
"If you can take the ball away from me…Maybe I'll stop."
Stiles considered this and then turned around to face Derek.
"Come on," Derek started dribbling, " I'll be easy."
Stiles made a face at this and tried to take the ball away, but Derek was too fast and pulled away before Stiles could.
Derek dribbled again and Stiles once again tried to steal the ball and failed to succeed.
Derek once again dribbled the basket ball but this time Stiles wanted the stupid game to end and focused and followed every movement Derek made and then in Stiles mind things started to slow down but Stiles got too tired of it so he just walked away and ran into the music room.
He heard the boys laugh but he ignored this and chose to play his viola again; the music relaxing him and making him slightly less erratic then he felt.
"I'm sorry about that."
Stiles stopped playing the music and turned his head only to see none other than Derek standing by the door, basket ball in his hands."
Stiles was shocked to hear this but chose to brush it off thinking that it was another one of his scheme to make him feel stupid again.
" Whatever." He replied and turned back to his music.
But then Derek moved away from the door and towards him.
"Hey what's your name?" He asked
Stiles was getting frustrated again.
"I'm trying to practice here." Stiles said, annoyed," If you didn't notice"
Derek nodded at this and said " ok, I'll leave you alone."
Stiles smiled at this.
"After you tell me your name." Derek added right after.
"Alright, I'll tell….IF you can play at least one instrument in this room."
Derek looked around," One?" He asked.
"Just one." Stiles clarified.
"Any of them?"
Stiles nodded his head.
And then Derek walked towards the stand looking at each and every instrument until he found the perfect one.
Stiles did say it could be anything.
Derek walked back to Stiles and pulled out the triangle and started to play.
Stiles smirked at this and said," My name is Stiles; Please go so I can practice."
"My name is-I know who you are." Stiles had cut him off.
Derek arched his brows and smirked, he enjoyed the idea of how exactly she knows his name.
Derek, keeping his promise, grabbed the ball and left the music and smiled when he didn't hear the music playing.
* I didn't understand what he said, so I just tried & guess.
Also stiles in my head would have been potrayed by Atticus Mitchell.
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