Author's note: Oh, thank you very much everyone who came and read and reviewed and PMed me, it means a lot! Since we are so close (SO CLOSE!) to the premiere, here is a new chapter that I hope you like.
I'll try and stay faithfull to canon as the season goes on, okay? And since I'm on a break (!), I'll try to write like: A LOT. We'll see.
Now for the chapter.
TWO
Malia was so into the conversation she was having with Kira that she didn't even realized where they were going before the cold air hit her.
"No way!" she exclaimed as soon as she saw the ice rink, stepping back.
"Oh, come on, Mal!" Kira claimed and the werecoyote shook her head no.
"It's cold."
"I told you to dress for unusual cold." Stiles cut her, stopping in front of her. Malia crossed her arms.
"I'm always dressed for unusual cold, you should had said "more than unusual", because I'm a-"
"…always cold, I know." He mumbled mockingly. "You're such a pain in the ass." Malia raised an eyebrow. "But, since I knew you'd complain…" he shrugged off his jacket "and that you'd be underdressed…" and put it on her shoulders.
Malia immediately relaxed, unfolded her arms and put the jacket on, sniffing the fabric, and then leaned closer to Stiles, sniffing him too. They smiled.
"Weirdo." He provoked and she shrugged. "Now come on, let's get some skates."
They walked side by side ignoring everyone looking.
A/N: Thank you once again for reading, please review and I see you around! x