002 || not the expected
Stiles just nodded enthusiastically to Lydia’s answer. There was nothing else he could really say on that subject at least. She probably did not want to hear his complaints about that class. But then she also probably did not want to hear him speak most of the time. Stiles stopped in his tracks at Lydia accepting. “I-I’ll meet you at my car. It’s right out the front so you can’t miss it.” Stiles gathered himself enough to speak before she disappeared. He returned Lydia’s wave before walking quickly out of sight of her classroom. It was lucky that the hallway was nearly empty as his fist pump and cheer was not his proudest moment.
Stiles made sure to be at his jeep five minutes before the last bell had even gone. It was already clean but he wanted it to be perfect for Lydia. No matter who much he wiped he could not get this one spot off the front windscreen. It was the passenger side as well which only made it more unacceptable.
Even if Lydia heard him, she didn’t acknowledge it, crossing the room until she reached her seat which was on the other side of the room. The desk was perched near the window so she could gain access to the outdoors whenever she’s not in the mood to listen. History was written in books and it was easy to interpret the lines printed on their textbook so she found herself dozing off that afternoon.
The hours blurred quickly, the chatter of the students fading into the background as the last bell rang. Everyone shot up from their seats and most of the students couldn’t get to the door quick enough. They were done for the day; there was nothing she wanted more than to go home and have a hot shower. Still, she kept her composure and was one of the last pupils who stepped out of the room. Lydia leisurely walked along the hallways, taking her time before reaching the front steps of the school. Stiles’ jeep looked out of place among the crowd of students but she made sure to get his attention upon her arrival, flipping her hair to the side as she walked towards his jeep.