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       He’s been at the school for about five minutes and a girl was already
       taking interest in him. Well that’s mildly surprising. But he knows before
       she finishes her sentence that he’s going to say no. It’s not that she wasn’t
       his type, he’s pretty sure his type was pretty girls and she certainly was.
       So it’s a little hard to explain why he says what he does,

                      “I’m Stiles, and it ain’t gonna happen strawberry.”

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{ lydia resists the urge to huff like she’s just gotten her favorite toy
taken away from her. normally, when she offers a date to a guy, they
trip over themselves to accept her offer. this boy did no such thing. }

       " Is Stiles your birth name? Maybe you should use mine.
       It’s Lydia. And while I’m pleased that you have eyes that
       can clearly see that I’m not a redhead, I have to ask you
       why not. So – why not? “

  1. bravexbanshee reblogged this from itsbcllshit and added:
    " I don’t know what to think. It’s odd but it’s not bad. They do. It’s unfortunate. I did know that but it’s always nice...
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