001 || Just the Beginning

ok-stiles:

“Oh so does that mean you don’t like biting? Or you do like?” Stiles said raising his eyebrows. He was much more interested in this conversation now. These were the type of things he wouldn’t mind knowing. “Is there an animal hiding under the bed?” Stiles joked. It was hard to believe the noise had come from her. It was way too similar to noises that came from Scott for Stiles liking. “Yes ma’am.” He got up eagerly to follow Lydia. She would not be hearing any protests from about taking a break. This time he was much better at keeping up with her, even though a few times he got distracted by photos of her on the walls. “So where is Jackson? I surprised he hasn’t appeared yet to murder me.” He asked. The other boy would kill him for much less than hanging out at Lydia’s house. He had every right to be concerned. He caught up with Lydia so they were more walking side by side. With her house so large it was quite easy.

“None of your business, Stilinski,” she replied with that Lydia smile which is known all too well around their school. If the boy thinks that she would actually let him know about these kind of things, just how wrong was he. “Shut up,” she remarked upon hearing his comment. As the two reached the bottom of the stairs, Stiles caught up to her as he walked alongside hers. A smirk tugged the corner of her lips as she teasingly said, “Would you like me to send him a message? Perhaps call him and say that you’re trying to harass me so you’ll surely be dead once he gets here?”  The redhead knew that her boyfriend has some anger issues which he needs to work on and more often than not, he likes shoving people to their places. In his mind, that was beneath him. Stiles and his best friend, Mccall, are just two of the persons who has been on the receiving end of Jackson’s taunts. He’s not an actual bully in terms of physicality but the words which leaves his mouth could be harsh at some points. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, there were times when she has experienced those firsthand.

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#p #p1

001 || Just the Beginning

ok-stiles:

While working the problem out, Stiles managed to block Lydia out. Being aware of her right now would in no way help with his concentration. Knowing himself, she was probably the problem in the first place. “And you were reluctant to partner with me.” He rolled his eyes but still smiled at Lydia. He was very familiar with her sarcasm, that used to be the only way she would acknowledge him. Stiles liked it, as Scott liked to remind him, he had a very sarcastic, dry wit himself. Anything they had in common was a bonus for Stiles. His eyes widen when Lydia touched him. That was not something he had been at all expecting. He couldn’t help but laugh at how the girl was reacting. “I’m not going to bite you or anything, if that’s what you are worried about.” Stiles said, returning her smile. “I also don’t have diseases. All up to date with my shots. Now back to work” He tapped the actual worksheet with his pencil. They couldn’t start the next problem until she had copied out his solution. Although his attention towards was waning. Sitting there, he would much rather just stare at Lydia and watch her do the work. She was much more interesting than this could ever be. 

Despite the fact that he was only teasing, she rolled her eyes sarcastically at him prior to genuinely smiling. “Who said I’ll even let you bite me even if you wanted to?” she retaliated, pursing her lips with one brow arched as she scrutinized him. Shaking her head in mock disapproval, she copied his solution from the scratch paper to the actual worksheet. A few minutes have passed and they were over halfway through the problem when she heard the grumbling of her stomach. Lydia may be petite but she does eat a lot and it was almost dinner time. Not being able to eat some snacks during the afternoon since she took a nap, she was getting hungrier by the moment. “Let’s take a break,” she stated in a manner where no one is allowed to disagree with her. Standing up from her position, she gestured for Stiles to follow her as she climbed down the stairs. Her parents were out of town but they left her some dinner on the fridge which she can reheat in the microwave. She only hoped that it would be able to satiate two people since she had no plans on actually cooking something for her guest.

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#p #p1 #i dropped like wo math subjects last sem #but indeed it is the best hah!

001 || Just the Beginning

ok-stiles:

As Lydia stopped writing, Stiles leaned back a bit. He forced himself not to respond to her comment with the first thing that came to mind. That would just him in trouble. He guessed that biting his tongue was going to be a common thing when he was around Lydia. Or at least until their relationship was more concrete. Stiles hoped that was soon since it wasn’t great feeling as if he was treading on thin ice. “Okay I’ll just let you get on with it then. You are doing a great job anyway.” Stiles said. He gave a quick glance over what she had done so far. Just like he expected he found no problems with it. “Yeah?” He looked over at her for a moment before going back to the next question. “Don’t we use the thing we learnt last week? With substituting the x?” Stiles asked. In truth he hadn’t being paying much attention that lesson. He couldn’t even remember what had been distracting him now but it meant he wasn’t entirely certain about this question. Not liking that, he started to work it out on his own scrap piece of paper. He did not want to look stupid right now. “Just like that yeah?” He put the completed problem in front of Lydia, waiting for her reaction. 

With that in mind, she continued solving until she reached the answer they were looking for. When he voiced out his approval on their final answer, Lydia gave a short nod. It’s not like she had any doubts over her solution but since this was a groupwork, she felt the need to ask him first before moving on to the next question. “I suppose,” she uttered idly as she peered on what he was doing. Letting him do the work for this problem, she just stood by and let her head rest on the bed, facing him. Seeing him closer while he was concentrated on doing the problem, she just noticed now how moles were scattered all over his face. It was actually kinda cute that they looked like those connect the dots things she did back when she was younger, not that she would ever admit that to anyone. As far as they know, she only played with dolls and easy bake ovens since that is what’s expected for girls to do. Once the paper was put in front of her, it took her out of memory lane. Straightening up, she took the paper and read it over. His handwriting was quite messy but it was readable and as she looked at it meticulously step by step, there were no errors to be found. “Very good, Stilinski,” she praised in a sarcastic tone, giving him a pat on the back. Realizing what she had done, she drew her hand back and smiled at him reluctantly.

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#p #p1 #same tbh #math will bethe death of me

001 || Just the Beginning

ok-stiles:

Stiles watched Lydia as she looked over their project. From this close up she still looked just as perfect. He wished he had a proper camera with him and that there wasn’t the risk of being murdered by Jackson. Stiles basically owed Scott, Allison and their math teacher for life for indirectly setting this up. It was not like he had been here for very long but he felt as if things were going good. Finally he was actually registering as a person to Lydia. She was even agreeing to his ideas and that was a giant leap forward for them. “I was born ready.” Stiles said enthusiastically. He rubbed his hands together as he moved to a more comfortable position. So he could see the sheet better, he leaned closer to Lydia. “Okay well the first one is pretty easy. I’ll let you write it out. A number of times now I’ve been told I need to work on my neatness. But once I get started I just go and slow down. It’s all part of the process.” Stiles knew he was rambling on a bit. There were some nerves but he was trying his best to act as normal as possible. He hoped the smile on his face was not coming off as creepy.

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Setting the notebook on the bed, she used it as a makeshift table since she was more comfortable in this position rather than her actual study table on which holds a lot of her things. With a pen on her hand, she opened the notebook and leaned on it as she began scribbling the given. Lydia can see from her peripheral vision that Stiles was watching her closely but decided to just brush it off. It wasn’t like he was trying his best to hide that fact anyway. The petite redhead was trying her best not be conscious about feeling his eyes following her every movement.  As she felt him hovering over her, she took her time to stop writing and turned to face him. “That much was obvious but if you can’t see, I’m already starting on it,” she commented before resuming her solving. It was almost like they were mocking them by giving them problems she can solve with her eyes closed but of course, that wouldn’t work since they needed to show their complete solution. Once she was done with it, she moved onto the next problem, nudging his shoulder gently to catch his attention. “What do you think?” Lydia already figured out how to solve it too but she wanted to hear his input to make it look like she’s not doing the work all by herself.

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#p #p1

001 || Just the Beginning

ok-stiles:

In his haste to get his shoes off and catch up to Lydia, Stiles tripped over, only just saving himself from going nose first into the floor. His excitement was understandable. Never had he ever imagined that he would be at Lydia’s house and actually at her invitation. It was why he had taken the chance to be her partner as quickly as possible. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. Finally he had an excuse to hang out with her. Walking through her house, Stiles attempted to take in as much as possible. He was hoping it would give him some indication of how to get past all her barriers. He was distracted by looking at the stuff on her wall when he heard Lydia speak.  ”It might take a bit longer but let’s work together. That way we can be sure we get it right the first time.” Stiles said before joining her on the floor. He made sure to leave a respectful distance between the two of them. This could be his only opportunity and Stiles did not want to do anything to upset Lydia. He began grabbing out his own notes and pens to set up for work. Despite what Lydia may have been thinking, he did want to get this project done.

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“Alright, if that’s what you wanted,” she answered with a shrug, letting him decide on how to do it without bringing up arguments would make them finish quicker anyway. Leaning her back on the edge of the bed, she grabbed the paper given to each pair for their set of problems. Reading over them quickly, she began analyzing some in her head and found out they weren’t even challenging at all. With this pace, they are going to get them done in no time and she would have time to relax or study for other subjects—not that she let anyone knows she actually studies for the exams and such. Lydia Martin is the popular girl and popularity plus brains doesn’t add up. A lot of people knows that she has the intelligence but when she realizes that she has started showing off, she will back it off quickly and pretend to be the dumb girl her kind of people supposed to be. Nevertheless, she’s still on the top and even the person who’s competing as second was still in a large gap. Passing the paper to Stiles, she allowed him to read them for a minute or two before grabbing her girly pen and her math notebook. “Ready to work on those problems then?” she asked, turning her attention the boy beside her.

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#p #p1 #okay okayyy

001 || Just the Beginning

“Remove your shoes on the doorstep and just bring them in, I don’t really want getting any mess on the carpet,” Lydia called out to Stiles as she sauntered on the living area barefooted. Her hair cascaded past her shoulders as she waited for Stiles to hurry up. Once she was sure that the boy was following her, she proceeded heading to her room where they would be doing a project for some math problems. They were asked to do it in pairs and even before Lydia could bat an eyelash, Stiles was already by her side. Without having a particular friend in that class she would like to work with, she agreed to work with him and told him to stop by in her house later. For some reason, she wasn’t surprised that the guy knows exactly where she lives without her needing to give her exact address. It seems borderline creepy but she let it slide this time since he looked like an okay guy. Even when she told her that she would have no problem on doing all the problems and saving him the trouble of coming over, he insisted he would like to do them together. Lydia highly doubted it was his motive; her mind drifting to him thinking of this as an excuse for them to hang out. Opening the door to her room, she ambled towards her bed where her notes were scattered. The room was painted in pink, her favourite color, while the walls are covered are covered with paintings and photographs of different places she wanted to explore one day. Taking a seat on the floor, she patted the space next to her for him to sit down. “So, how are we gonna divide the work then?”

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#p #p1 #this took me so long omg #im so sorry

ok-stiles:

Fine then. Next match I’ll be on that field. Maybe even score a goal. And then you will be cheering for me, only for me.

Empty words don’t mean anything so make sure you’ll find a way to get there or I will be truly disappointed. One step at a time, Stiles. Don’t get so ambitious.

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#c #c1 #okay okay #and that'sfine by me #i'll have it up later after im done wtih my replies #also did you want it to be a normal para or a gif para?

ok-stiles:

But watching for him is not even close to being the same as coming for me. Maybe your cheering will get me off the bench. Coach has to give the crowd what it wants right?

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I’m still at the same venue so it counts. I’ll cheer for you when you gett off the bench and that is final. I can’t cheer for someone who isn’t even playing.

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#c #c1 #the only thing that comes up my mind is them having to do a project together #or maybe her coming to a game since they've been talking about it

ok-stiles:

Who said I don’t actually have a plan to get on that field? I can’t tell you though in case something happens. But maybe if you came to watch me and cheered me on…

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It seems like you’re forgetting that my boyfriend is the team captain so it is my duty to watch those games. I’ll throw in a cheer or two for you but first, you need to get off the sidelines and actually play.

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#c #c1 #yeah yeah im cool with that #did you have anything in mind?

ok-stiles:

Yeah but if I don’t turn up then I’ll never get off the bench. And one day I will, given how much other people don’t turn up.

That actually made sense but you can’t just keep on hoping that one of them won’t turn up. You must strive harder to achieve what you want. Do whatever it takes to get it.

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#c #c1

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