002 || not the expected

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Stiles rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, not quite meeting Lydia’s eyes. She wasn’t managing to make him feel any better. “Okay maybe not yet. But they will let me off that bench.” He nodded his head trying to make himself believe. Already his father was turning up to watch him. Stiles didn’t want to disappoint him by wasting his time again. “I have already got some of the chant for you. Look there is Stiles. He can run for miles!" Somehow he managed to pretend to be enthusiastic although he had no idea where he got it from. "If you wear a cheerleading uniform it will be much appreciated. Not just me either." It probably was not his best idea but he winked at Lydia.

“What makes you so sure that they would even let you off the bench this time? Have you managed to bribe your Coach in making you play? Or maybe you’re psychic now?” There was a hint of playfulness in her tone as she asked him these question. Lydia can barely contain her amusement as he tried on making a cheer for himself, shaking her head at him as she mumbled, “You can do so much better than that chant, Stilinski.” Cheerleading, that would be something she would never get into even if the most popular girl in school was meant to be the head cheerleader. It would be putting too much pressure on her so she deadpanned, “Never in a million years would you see me wearing a cheerleading outfit. Not in this lifetime.”

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002 || not the expected

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"Trust me, I know that!" Stiles bit back. He was well aware of that fact and didn’t need Lydia to remind him. He shook his head, his wasn’t going to allow himself to get frustrated. That would not be productive. "So… shall I expect to see at the lacrosse game this weekend? With sign cheering me on as I walk on the field?” His enthusiasm increased as he talked although he had to ignore Scott’s laughter. Just because the bastard will actually be playing a game for once. He felt like everything would improve if he get five minutes to prove himself. “I can help you come up with a chant if you need one.” he shrugged his shoulders. “Not sure what you can rhyme with Stilinski though. But I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

With his sudden outburst, Lydia just stared at him wide-eyed. Well, she wasn’t being entirely pleasant in their whole conversation so maybe a part of her was to blame but she won’t apologize, not for something as silly as this. Stiles need to man up and grow a pair when he’s all about sarcasm anyway. When he suddenly averted the topic to lacrosse, she crossed her arms and leaned back on her chair. “Well, I know about the game but are you even playing? Did you actually earn a place in the field instead of just being on the bench?” she questioned with mild curiosity, trying not to let it show on her face that she was interested because she wasn’t. Being curious isn’t the same as being interested in what’s happening in his life. Still, she might as well put some effort when he’s so keen in befriending her.

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002 || not the expected

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"Yep, no bothering from me. None at all." Stiles emphasised the last three words. They both knew that what he said was not true. If that did happen then everyone would be amazed, it would just about be a miracle. Stiles huffed. As much as he assumed he would get a response like that it still disappointed him. He could always hope that one day Lydia would change her mind and surprise everyone. "Personally I don’t think that is a brilliant idea but if you must." Stiles replied, his voice bitter. There was only so much he could say. He really needed to find a new topic of conversation to have with Lydia. They always seemed to revolve around the same few things. Stiles chewed on his bottom lip as he attempted to think. But he was having no luck. It was always harder for him to think when Lydia was nearby.

It was obvious that Stiles doesn’t like Jackson but did he really have to make Lydia aware of that every time the two of them converse with one another? As tiring as it was hearing from a hundred different people everyday that she deserves someone better than Jackson, she can’t still heed their warnings because she loves the guy. They may constantly be on each other’s throats when no one is watching but that didn’t allow these people to talk bad of him when they have no idea what the guy is going through. “It’s a good thing I don’t care what you have to say then, or anyone else’s for that matter when it comes to my relationship. This is a free country and I am free to date whoever I please,” she uttered under her breath, the annoyance in her tone seeping out.

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002 || not the expected

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"See you know I’ll beat you eventually. And that scares you." Stiles said. That was not going to be any time soon though. Lydia still had that edge over him. "It’s not something you want to brag about so maybe I don’t want to hear it." He shrugged, hoping that he looked as if he did not care then she might share. Stile’s wasn’t great at looking casual though. It only seemed to make him look more creepy. Stiles nodded his head. "Good. Very good." That helped to reassure him. If only slightly. "Have you also been keeping doors and windows locked? Especially when alone? Also to keep Jackson out. I feel like that would be a good idea." Stiles was completely serious about the last part. If it was up to him, all places would be a Jackson free zone.

With a huff and another eye roll, Lydia decided not to comment on that. She can never be too confidence about her intelligence because one day, there would be someone out there who’s just as intelligent as she is, if not more, and she needs to face the truth that she’ll get beaten in her own game. Underneath all the confidence being radiated from her, she still has her worries and doubts from time to time. “Good, then you won’t bother me about it then,” she responded, noticing the way he sounded so casual she was sure that he had another motive laced on those words. The redhead felt like a child, with him praising her for something as simple as staying away from the outdoors during the night. As if she needed to be reminded of that, she was a big girl now for crying out loud. She’s not some kid who needs to be told about locking her doors and windows. “You do know that Jackson can just knock and use the front door and I’ll allow him to go inside, right?” she inquired, voice flat void of any emotion.

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002 || not the expected

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Stiles threw his head back in laughter at Lydia’s comment. “And you’ll be listening intently. You’ll have to make sure no one has beaten you.” He knew that Lydia was his biggest competition in this school. If he got a higher mark than her in any subject he would be happy.He pushed her fork down and away from his face. Stiles liked the way his face was and didn’t want to change that. Unlike some people he was never going to underestimate Lydia. Not on his life. “And no changing the subject. I still want to know what excitement you have been up to. While following my warning of course.” He said it to remind her. People listening to Stiles was not a common thing but he was really hoping that she did. At least on this.

“If you seriously think you can beat me in a test as simple as that one, I’ll be shaking my head at you,” she stated with an unrepentant stare. Around him, she didn’t need to pretend to be some dumb popular girl because he kew the extent of her intelligence and in return, she knew his as well. The two were most likely competing for the top spot but it was a friendly competition since the world did a double turn and now, they are apparently friends because of socializing in the same group. “You can keep guessing what I did but I’m not gonna tell you if you’re right,” she stated in a you’re not going to get anything more out of me than what you have right now so stop pressing. “And as for that, I didn’t wander out my house during the night when some rabid animal can attack me. I’m not that stupid.”

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002 || not the expected

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"Uhh is that some weird thing you and Jackson do because I want no part of it. Although it would be good for everyone’s self esteem if we saw him fat." Stiles rambled. Their sex life was something he knew nothing about and he wanted to keep it that way. Especially as he himself had zero sex life to talk about. He hadn’t even been kissed in so long. He frowned at Lydia. "That’s no fair. I would share with you." Stiles crossed his arms across his chest in protest. "I bet you have some really good things as well. Don’t expect to hear about my biology test next time." He could not keep a serious voice though. His smile once again gave him away.

Lydia made sure not to comment regarding the question about her and Jackson. “Yeah well, Jackson isn’t getting fat anytime soon so everyone can keep their self esteem at minimum,” she answered with a proud smile on her face, knowing that her boyfriend has the body to die. If only he had the personality to match it too, then he will surely be every girl’s dream guy. Still, that didn’t keep women left and right trying to steal the guy right under her nose. Pushing the food on her plate with a fork, she took a small bite from the lettuce then tilted her head to face him once again. “Yeah, sure. Because next time, you’ll be entertaining me with the results of your biology test instead,” she pointed out, directing the end of the fork to his face as she tried not to give into smiling.

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002 || not the expected

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"Yes I can obviously hear that. You sound like Christmas and your birthday have come." Stiles replied. If this was going to end up as who could be the most sarcastic then Lydia was not going to win. Although he could appreciate her efforts. Her question on the other hand. Stiles was hoping for a bit more of a stimulating conversation. "Had a biology test. Not exciting but I guess I can classify it as a happening. It’s the closest I have to one." He said. Anything interesting that happened to him could not exactly be shared with Lydia. "What about you? All by yourself, who knows what mischief you have been getting up to." 

Lydia posed a smile towards his direction, far too cheerful to be considered as anything genuine if you asked anyone. It was obviously another one of her sarcastic smile but with him, she can’t just win. “Of course you do, just waiting for Santa to bring my Christmas present in,” she replied with false cheer, rolling her eyes on the process. The redhead was utterly disappointed with his answer but can she really expect him to answer something far more interesting than that? Probably not. Shrugging her shoulders, she decided to be as vague as she can without giving away that her whole morning has been nothing but boring. “If I did get into some mischief, there’s no way I am telling you anything.”

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002 || not the expected

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It sadden Stiles that all he received from Lydia was a smile but he would accept. All that was gone though when Scott offered for him to join. Stile’s smile only furthered increases when he realized where he would be sitting. He happily took his spot, not that any of the other three were paying much attention to him anymore. It was what he had been expecting though. It was Stile’s lucky day alright but luck only went so far. He had been waiting patiently when Lydia finally turned in his direction. He felt like now he had permission to speak. “I thought you would be happy to see me. I’m saving you from being the dreaded third wheel, which I doubt you have much experience with.” Stiles said, lightly tapping her arm with his fist. That seemed like a friendly thing to do. There were friends now, as he had told Scott many times now.

Once Scott has invited Stiles in, he returned his attention back to Allison and left Stiles and Lydia on their own. Or at least that’s what it felt like. Lydia may have a different group of friends but she never sits with them during lunch time and that wasn’t about to change now. She wasn’t really in the mood to hear them worship her boyfriend and what kind of things they wanted to do to her. Sometimes, she actually needs to remind them that Jackson has a girlfriend, who was incidentally their friend, just to shut their mouths. The way she looked at him was a cross between I don’t really want to talk to you but you’re my only option right now and save me from these lovey dovey couple in front of me. “I am indeed very happy to see you, Stilinski,” she bellowed out in a flat tone. “Any exciting happenings in your life today?” It wasn’t the best question one could come up with but at least she attempted.

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002 || not the expected

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Stiles was surprised by how things had changed between him and Lydia. She was not declaring her love for him in front of the entire school but at least now she was returning his smiles. And not with a look of disdain. Stiles liked the way things were going. He saw his opportunity to move things along on the Thursday. Jackson was absent from school, which meant Stiles could approach Lydia without being murdered. He made his move at lunch when she was Scott and Allison, which gave him another reason for him to join them. Scott would never let his own best friend to be turned away. Stiles walked up to them, attempting to be subtle. “Hey guys, hello Lydia.” He smiled at the mentioned girl. “Your numbers are looking a bit odd today.”

Lydia was peacefully eating her salad while trying not to puke on how the two lovebirds are subtly flirting with one another in her presence, when she heard that familiar voice greeting them. Eyes moving upward to meet his, she offered a small smile before going back to her salad. His question was met by silence from her but Scott, being himself, answered that Jackson was out today due to a flu and that Stiles is welcome to sit with them. The only space available was beside Lydia so she moved her things out of the way for him to be able to sit. Taking a small sip of her iced tea, she found herself staring at the couple in front of her again. It was either watch them or talk to Stiles. With a small sigh, she turned her head to focus her attention on him.

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001 || Just the Beginning

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At Lydia’s question, Stile’s pushed back, a shocked look on his face. It was the truth but he could not let her know that. “What would I be hiding? I mean there nothing is to hide and I couldn’t even lie to you.” Stiles said loudly. He was probably overplaying it way too much but it was better if Lydia suspected nothing. He was not getting her involved in this. Scott would probably kill him if he mentioned anything as well. He nearly put his hand on Lydia’s shoulder before he reconsidered as it might not be the best idea for the situation. “I need you to promise to stay well out of this, not that there is this but you know what I mean. Just stick to using your brain for your schoolwork.” Stiles sat back down. He ran his hand through his hair, this was not supposed to be stressful. “Let’s just finish these last few questions. You’ve probably had enough of me for one day.”

It just confirmed her suspicions that he was actually hiding something from her. She may not be able to pry it out of him today but she has the rest of her lifetime to do so. One way or another, she would be able to make him disclose this secret to here. Lydia is not making any promises she cannot keep so instead, she just turned back to work without another word except from showing him her solution and giving a nod of approval to his. After almost an hour, the two were finally done with the last questions and the redhead began tidying up the mess of their papers. “I guess I’ll see you around tomorrow then,” she mumbled in a flat tone before opening the door of her room. Walking him out to the front door, she kept her quiet until he was out of the house and she gave him a tentative wave of goodbye before going back inside.

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#p #p1 #we can maybe end this here or with your reply?

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