(Note from author: Thanks for the wonderful feedback. How did you like the finale? I hope they let Stiles' character evolve into even more next season. They should really show how lucky a girl would be to have him. Nice guys can be sexy, right? P.S. Listen to Marianas Trench's song "Good for You." After all, wouldn't Stiles be so good for Lydia?)

Chapter 4:

Lydia was getting ready for homecoming. She had on a mini-black and white dress and her hair was twisted up on the side. She was so looking forward to having a good time with Allison, Scott, and especially Stiles. Whatever had gotten into Stiles in the gym was spectacular. He like took control more than he had ever before. The air in her lungs had literally been sucked out.

Not that Lydia, ever let a male tell her what to do. But, that kiss was the yes in the equation. She hadn't told Allison yet, as it felt too raw yet. More importantly today, she felt like a normal teenager, not out scouting for dead bodies or some other wolf dilemma.

She heard the doorbell ring and smiled. With a grab of her mini purse, a dab of perfume, and a breath mint she felt ready. It wasn't that long ago that Stiles and her were on their way to their first school dance. It made her laugh thinking about how nervous he had been back then. This time it was her turn to be nervous.

At the foot of the stairs, Lydia spotted Stiles for the first time. He looked so tall and confident. He had on tailored black slacks emphasizing the firmness of his legs, a white dress shirt, and a tie. His hair was adorable, mussed, but current. And the delicious chocolate of his eyes glazed over for a second when he spotted Lydia in her dress. He made a joke to her mother and made her laugh. Of course, one laugh from Stiles and you get that 100 yard of a smile. There are so many dimensions to Stiles, but his personality and humor was the art in the painting.

It was obvious this time that Stiles had confidence as he did not struggle putting her corsage on. His hand put the band over her arm with ease but for her, every touch of his skin made nerves of reactions. She couldn't stop staring at his beautiful eyes, his full lips. He made sure to hold her elbow and open the jeep door for her. Her cheeks felt flushed and her body aware.

Allison and Scott were already in the Jeep. They were relaxed and happy. Lydia and Allison got on the subject of dresses while Stiles and Scott got talking about some video game. And you know Stiles, when he gets on the subject of something, it sort of stays there. But, when her hand touched his muscled leg, let's just say the conversation sort of wavered.

The walk into the school revealed black, pink, and white balloons with strings of white lights. Simple, understated, but pretty. Stiles handed the tickets to the econ teacher, held her hand, and led her into the dressed up cafeteria. The song "Blurred Lines" came on and Stiles instantly reacted, urging all of them on the dance floor. It was one of the summer's hottest songs, or should she say Stiles dancing was the sexiest part. He really was funny and even made his dancing a comedy routine. Even Scott, who can be quite reserved, shook his manliness. By the time the fast dancing was over, Stiles had loosened his collar and taken off his tie. He also walked over to the dj and requested a song by Marianas Trench called "Good for You."

He led her to the dance floor and held her tightly. His head lowered to her ear which of course sent tingles down her spine. "This is the song I had wanted to play for you at our first dance. Maybe now, you are ready to listen. "

"And I do want you to know I hold you up above everyone

And I do

Want you to know I think you'd be good to me

And I'd be so good to you"

Her head collapsed on his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his arms around her waist. They were so close, heart beating to heart, and it made her so enraptured of him. Stiles reached for her hand, enclosed it with his own fingers, and brought it to his lips, giving her a soft kiss on her knuckle. So, she looked one more time into his beautiful eyes and froze. His eyes met hers as well. She could not stop staring at him. He was beautiful and she felt sort of possessive! Crazy, the thought of Lydia being possessive of Stiles but at the minute she felt like he was her birthday gift to her, especially since she could see lots of girls checking him out. A lot had changed in a year.