002 || not the expected

ok-stiles:

Stiles pulled at his hair, frustrated. “Oh my god.” He said as he watched Lydia’s retreating back. That girl was going to be the end of him. As the door slammed, he cringed. Could she not see that he was trying to keep her out of it for a reason? It was the last time he was going to do something thoughtful. Stiles quickly paid for his book, thanking the store girl and apologizing for Lydia’s behaviour. Thankfully the book could not be seen in the paper bag they had given him. Stiles stood in front of Lydia, raising his eyebrows in question to her. “Are you really that mad at me? Storming out was a bit of an overreaction.” If she was going to be stubborn then he would stubborn right back.

As she noticed his approaching figure, she kept her head high and continued with the staring battle she has going on with the stray cat. Lydia is well aware that seeing a black cat is bad omen but she couldn’t care less right now. When the cat finally turned its head the other way, she smirked at her victory and faced the guy, who was carrying a paper bag with him, the mystery book out of sight. Upon hearing his question, she decided to ignore it and continue with her unjustified behaviour though in her eyes, it was totally justified. She only obeyed what he wanted her to do, not exactly but she got out of his sight and that’s what mattered, wasn’t it? “Can you just drive me home now?” she questioned, tapping her foot on the concrete ground.

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002 || not the expected

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Stiles cursed slightly as Lydia saw him. He knew he should have been quicker so to avoid this. “You know there are some crazy people around here. I would not put it pass any of them to steal a book right out of someone’s hands.” Stiles replied. She may not have been serious but he had heard way too much about what goes on in this town. He watched as Lydia payed for her book, tapping his foot in a broken rhythm. He waited for her to finish before placing his own book down, again with the front page down. “You can wait by the front door or outside if you want. I can do this myself.” Stiles said as he pulled out his wallet.

Lydia was tired of his charades, especially now that she’s certain he’s trying to hide something from her. As the cashier wrapped up her book, she turned to him with a disdainful look on her face. “You know what, I’ll just wait for you in the car since it’s obvious that you don’t want me here,” she chided, taking the book from the girl on the counter and flashed her a fake smile. Storming out of the store, she yanked the door open and slammed it on her way out. Heading towards the parking lot, she realized that he has the keys so she won’t be able to enter just yet. Upon reaching his jeep, she crossed her arms over her chest and glared back at the black cat who was staring at her.

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002 || not the expected

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At Lydia’s question Stiles stumbled over his own feet. He ignored that it happened and kept walking. Really he should have expecting her to ask. “Uh, just a book I was recommended. I wanted to do some light reading.” Stiles responded. He moved in front of Lydia so he could both open the door to the store for her and so she could not see his face. Stiles new just how easy his face could be to read sometimes. “Okay so you go get your book and I’ll go get mine.” He nodded his head once firmly. “Then we will meet back here when we are done.” Anything to reduce the risk of Lydia seeing what the book he was buying was about. Stiles moved over to the travel section, attempting to look casual. He really wished the store was bigger. Once he made it to the tiny mythology section, Stiles grabbed the book, making sure the front was pressed to his stomach.

With his answer being vague, Lydia’s instincts were telling her that he was definitely trying to conceal something. Whatever this book was, it must be bad news or just the kind of magazine normal teenage boys buy—not that there is anything normal about Stiles. Still, she wasn’t sure which of the two she would rather have. Reminding herself that it wasn’t actually her business, she just nodded at his words and ended it there without trying to decipher what it was. Entering the shop, she heard the chime bells ring and it was sort of comforting how old-fashioned the bookstore was. Lydia took a mental note to go back someday. Who knows what kind of treasure is hidden in those shelves. “Alright, I won’t take too long,” she uttered before heading towards the references sections. Once she found the book she needed, she made her way back to the counter, eyeing Stiles who was holding the book closely to his chest. “No one’s going to take that book away from you, you know?” she joked as she put her book on the counter and gave the exact amount to the cashier.

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002 || not the expected

ok-stiles:

“I’m not implying, I’m full on stating it.” Stiles said. It may have been pushing it since he could be a bit irritating and over the top. He liked to believe he was a gentleman when it really counted. Given that school had just ended Stiles thought the roads would be busier but surprisingly the roads were not at all packed, although Stiles never really came to this part of town. The area wasn’t busy at this time of day so Stile’s was easily able to find a parking spot directly in front of the bookstore. Parking he car, he hoped out so he could go around and open the door for Lydia. “M’lady.” Stiles bowed as he opened the door for Lydia. Once she was safely out, Stiles checked the car to much sure it was still all good and clean before locking it. “Well I’ll let you lead the way.” He said, gesturing towards the store.

A scoff escaped her lips as she quipped, “Whatever you say, Stilinski.” If he believed that he is a gentleman, who was she to question that? Besides, heaven knows the world needs more of those kind of people so if he was actually one, then bless his soul. Most of the parking spots were empty so it didn’t take too long for them to find one. From there, it was only a short walk to the bookstore where she could buy this book. It was a specific bookstore their teacher told them so hopefully, they haven’t run out of copies yet since they will be needing this for the whole sem.  Lydia stifled a chuckle on his gesture but smiles at him nonetheless. It wouldn’t hurt for her to smile more at the guy especially when he’s so keen in helping her. This time around, the petite redhead treaded to the store with the same pace as his instead of walking quicker. “So, what did you say you’re going to buy here again?” she queried as they reached the door, pushing it as indicated on the sign.

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002 || not the expected

ok-stiles:

“It’s okay. I don’t have to but it is what any gentleman would do.” Stiles said. His dad had taught him that you must always open doors for ladies. That went double when it came to Lydia. To impress her Stiles had to pull out everything he had. As he started the car, he bobbed along to the music Lydia chose. It wasn’t something he would normally listen to but he could appreciate it. And he was serious when he said he would not complain. “No problem. There is a book I need to get anyway.” He nodded. The research he was doing for Scott kept leading him to this one book so Stiles thought it would be a good idea to check it out. Changing route, Stiles drove carefully and not too fast. He did not want anything to happen to the jeep so he concentrated on driving rather than on Lydia. He hoped she didn’t mind. It was only a short drive no matter how slowly he drove, much to Stile’s disappointment.

“Are you implying that you’re a gentleman then?” she remarked, her tone was mildly curious for she never thought of that. Nonetheless, this past month was the most she has talked with Stiles in the sixteen years of her life; seven years of them being in the same school but never had she really acknowledged his existence. Once he agreed to her, she leaned back on her seat with her eyes darting to the road. From her peripheral vision, she could see him bobbing his head into the music. It was some catchy tune she never heard before she took note of the lyrics in her head to make sure she can search for it once she gets home. The nearest bookshop from the school ground was only a short trip away so even before she knows it, she could already see the store on the side of the road. As she waited for Stiles to pull his car into a halt, she gathered her bag on her lap and fished out her phone, checking the messages waiting for her. There was one from Jackson but she decided that could wait until later.

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002 || not the expected

ok-stiles:

Stiles was startled when Lydia finally arrived. It was not like he had been there forever but she had taken so long that Stiles had been worried she might not come. It certainly would not have surprised him. “Hey Lydia.” He said, turning fully to face her. “Are you ready to go?” Stiles asked her as he opened the passenger side door for the girl. Once making sure Lydia was safely in, he moved to the other side and hopped into the driver’s seat. Before starting the car he looked at her. “You can choose the radio station, no complaints from me no matter what you pick.” Stiles said. He considered for a moment, this was a rare opportunity like everything seemed to be with Lydia. Maybe she actually wanted to spend more time with him than the quick drive to her house would allow. Stiles had to double check. “So straight home? Do you have to go anywhere or do any errands? I’m willing to take you wherever.”

Lydia acknowledged his greeting with a smile, giving him a nod to answer his question. The rehdhead climbed into his jeep and it was like stepping into a new territory she has never been to before. Settling her bag on her lap, she buckled the belt and waited for Stiles to get in. Once both of them were inside the car, she turned to him and said, “You didn’t have to do that but thanks.” She really did appreciate the gesture since she can’t remember the last time someone actually opened a car door for her. It was the simple things she appreciated the most but she kept her face blank. “Alright then,” she replied, leaning in to pick the radio station. It was one she loved listening to back at home since they play different types of music in different times of the day. Leaning back on her seat, she remembered that she needed to get a book for her English class and since she didn’t have her car, she can’t stop by and pick it up. “If it’s alright with you, I need to buy something from the bookstore.” 

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002 || not the expected

ok-stiles:

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.

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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.

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002 || not the expected

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"Good." Stiles nodded when Lydia conceded. If he was honest he had been expecting a bit more difficulty from the girl. That would have been her usual response. Stiles liked she didn’t stick to his expectations though. Made it much more interesting. "Calculus. Great thing to go have just after lunch. And yours is?" Stiles thought it was better to ask than just say it even if he knew it. Now that they were walking side by side, he looked over at Lydia. He wouldn’t be shocked if she thought him a creep but he wondered just how much. And if there was anything he could to change that. "Oh if you need a lift home today, I have a free last so I can give you one." he offered. "Since Jackson isn’t here and I know way too much about what Allison and Scott’s plans are tonight."

“American History,” she answered without so much as looking at his direction as she continued walking towards her room. It was only on the first floor so their walk wouldn’t even take that long. As they approach the room, his voice filled her ears once again and this time, she turned her head to face him. It was an offer she cannot refuse since her car is still in the mechanic and using public transport is something she despises because of all the dangers lurking in them. Buses filled with strangers who may have nefarious motives makes her paranoid. Swallowing her pride, she forced a smile onto her lips and gave him a nod, “Alright, I suppose I’ll see you later then.” Once they’ve reached her room, she gave him a quick wave and disappeared inside, making a beeline to her usual seat.

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002 || not the expected

ok-stiles:

Stiles stomped his foot angrily. It may have been a bit childish but he was not going to let Lydia take this away from him. Jackson may never miss another day of school again. “It’s on my way any way and I don’t need any books. You don’t want to walk alone on a day like today.” he said. She really had a lot to learn about Stiles if she thought he was ever going to give up that easily. “C’mon. You don’t want to be late and ruin that perfect record of yours.” He started walking in the direction of Lydia’s class. He already knew her timetable so he did not have to ask where to go. If she asked, he would just say it was a lucky guess.

It was obvious that he had no intention of giving up so quickly and Lydia didn’t really want to taint her perfect attendance record with no late or absent. Even when she’s sick, she still attends school since she didn’t want to miss on any lessons. Crossing her arms over her chest, she scoffed, “Fine.” How he knew the way to her next class was something she would rather not learn about. She didn’t even want to think about the possibilities of Stiles’ stalking her since that was totally plausible but for the sake of their friendship, she would not let her mind drift to those kind of thoughts. “So, what’s your next class then?” It was only polite to ask him that instead of just enjoying the blissful silence of their walk towards her classroom.

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002 || not the expected

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Stiles raised his eyebrows. That was an, interesting idea, to say the least. “Ah yes, with all my curves and my enormous rack.” he said dryly. “It’s a surprise I don’t already wear skirts and dresses.” Not even Lydia would be able to get him into girl’s clothes. No matter what she promised. Although he did like the fact it meant she was looking at him. “And that will be the next game.” That was as far as Stiles got before the bell signalling the end of lunch interrupted him. He got up, brushing his pants. “Would you like me to walk you to class?” he asked. Stiles couldn’t really be late to his next class but he still wanted to spend more time with Lydia. He would take the time while he could.

Even before she could make a remark on his response, the bell rang signalling that their next period would be starting soon. Lydia was about to tell him that she can find her way to her next period with Allison but when she tilted her head to look at the girl, she was already scurrying off with Scott. The guy isn’t even in their class but she realized that Jackson was, so this is probably the reason why she didn’t recall Allison leaving with him before. Still, she didn’t have the intentions of being walked to class by Stiles in case the other guy misinterpret her actions. Throwing a smile on his direction, she gathered her things and stood up. “It’s fine, I can walk by myself since we’re not in the same class or have you forgotten that?” she reminded him.

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