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LMAOO yea its "whats happening to u" but its all good
the teen's eyebrows draw together and he looks at both of them dumbly. "wait, so you're a werewolf?" he asks scott who simply nods, "and i'm a werewolf..." he mumbles, not liking the way it rolls off his tongue. it was so odd to say... there was no way werewolves were real. but honestly, he had no choice other than to believe them because it sounded like the only reasonable explanation.
scott sighs and puts a hand on his shoulder, "look, we'll explain everything later, but for now i'm gonna need you to trust us, alright?" he could see how utterly lost and confused the kid was, and he honestly felt bad because he knew what it was like. the boy just nods understandingly. scott turns to look at stiles again, "i think we should bring him to deaton and see if he knows what the hell did that, but uh," he turns his attention back to the boy, "you're gonna need some clothes first." -
okg wait ignore the last part i forgot dude had jeans on
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stiles hums in agreement. “okay, but before we do all of that, what’s your name? i kind of forgot it, even though we’re in the same class.” he laughs sheepishly.
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the boy frowns a bit at that, but it wasn't stiles' fault; maybe he was just bad at names. "corey," he–corey replies.
"oh, well nice to meet you corey," scott laughs. "i'm scott by the way if you didn't already know, which i'm sure you did because he said it. and yeah, he's stiles."
scott. corey's heard that name plenty of times before in the short time he's lived in beacon hills. he couldn't remember exactly, but he recalls the time some people were talking about him at school. his eyes go wide at that, "oh my god, school."
"yeah, i guess we'll be a little late... we should probably hurry. stiles, you got a spare tire?" scott asks, because if he didn't they'd be kinda screwed. unless stiles and corey took his bike and he just ran there. yeah, that was always an option. -
“yeah, my dad made me put one in there since i’m ‘irresponsible and not thinking of ahead of time’,” he grumbles. “you need to help me with it, though, because sometimes i don’t know what the hell i’m doing when it comes to vehicles.”
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this short ass reply im sorry DNDJD
"dude, thank god for your dad, seriously. he's saved our asses so many times," scott laughs. "let's go fix your tire though so we can get out of here." -
stiles nods and was gonna start walking back but realized that he has no idea where they were. “um... do you know how to get back? since you were the one that ran here without thinking and all.”
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stiles is funny LMAOAIWOAOA
"stiles, you realize we only ran straight forward, right? plus i have abnormally good senses in case you forgot," scott laughs at his friend and begins walking in the direction they came from, corey following close behind him. -
SHUT UPSLSKSLS
stiles rolls his eyes and resists the urge to mock scott under his breath. he follows them until they finally reach his jeep. he goes over and takes the spare off the back and gives the flat tire a look. “alright. totally forgot how to do this.” -
stop i woukdve mocked scott so bad ABNORMALLY GOOD SENSES KDKSKDKK GIRL WOULD HE WVEN SAY THAT mayb in a joking way alright lets pretend he did that
scott grabs the tire from stiles and sets it onto the ground beside the flat one. "huh," he squints his eyes as he looks back and forth between the tires. "so i actually might've kinda forgot too," he turns back to look at corey who was standing with his arms crossed, watching them.
"if you're gonna ask me if i know how to fix that, i don't. sorry. i don't even have my driver's license yet," corey says and scott curses under his breath. -
i feel like he would say that but not in a serious way but yea i wouldve mocked him too LMAO
stiles sighs loudly. “well, this is great. i’ll just look it up and try my best not to f--- up anything because my dad will kill me.” he gets out his phone and looks up a video since it’ll confuse him less. about 10 seconds in, he realizes he has none of the tools or equipment the man uses. he wants to bang his head on the road. “well, scott! looks like we gotta take your bike because i don’t have any of this crap.” -
scott sighs for the nth time that day and picks the tire up before placing it back inside stiles' jeep. "i hope you know how to drive a bike, man. you and corey can take it and i guess i'll just run since three of us won't fit. it's not that far, anyways," scott states as he hands stiles the helmet.
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this is v off topic but going thru old threads i made back in 2011 makes me wanna die bc i was so Cringy 😭
stiles looks back and forth between the helmet, the bike, and scott. “uh, yeah! of course i know how to drive a bike. i’m not an idiot like jackson. c’mon, corey!” he gets on the bike and puts the helmet on his head. -
u were cringey..maam not as bad as me no one was as bad as me
"if you crash my bike i'm gonna be really upset," scott points a finger at stiles and looks at corey who was climbing on behind stiles.
"this is weird," corey murmurs, referring to how he was shirtless and was gonna be all up on stiles. he chooses to grab the back of the bike instead. if he fell off, it'd be okay. he could heal or whatever. -
ur right ur absolutely right
i was in my RaNdOm pHaSe xD for like a year or two n it was the worse thing ever
“don’t worry, dude! i got this. i’ve seen you do this a thousand times.” stiles assures, starting the bike up. he does whatever to start the bike and begins driving pretty slowly, considering he was scared of wrecking into something. and besides, no one else was on this road, anyway.
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