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         CONTAINEDXBETA ! 

     “ God damn it you piece of sh— “ Breathing in deep, Stiles calmed himself as much as he could before he pushed open his door and stepped out onto the road to round his car and check the damage. If it wasn’t for the sentimental value of the Jeep or how ridiculously attached to it he had grown this thing would have been scrapped a LONG time ago. It had to break down at least twice a week without fail. 

      He had been on his way home from visiting his dad at the station, going over a few do’s and don’ts for his upcoming exam with the academy when it happened this time. Stiles had placed in an application at the station a long time ago, if for no other reason than to follow protocol but he had a job ready and waiting for him when he was done with the Academy ( if he passed. ) He was smart enough, he just had a bit of an attitude problem and a knack for cutting corners. 

    He hadn’t been paying any attention to where exactly he had broken down, he knew these streets like the back of his hand and most nights drove home via instinct than actually caring where he was going. It wasn’t until he gave a swift glance to his left that he noticed he was outside Isaac’s old house. He wouldn’t have given it much thought if it wasn’t for the fact that there were lights on inside.  Isaac ( as far as he was aware ) was still in France and hadn’t sold the house so there was no reason for them to be. Seconds away from wanting to check it out he caught a glimse of a familiar, tall figure entering the home. 

    So, Isaac was home? 

    Leaning back, Stiles reached up to close the hood of his Jeep, grabbed a rag to wipe at his hands and made his way across the street and down the short path to the front door of that same house. He knocked once, not too loud but loud enough to be heard and took a single step back. He waited for the door to open and when he was greeted with that familiar face he offered a smile. 

    “ So it is you. You’re back? “ 

           Coming back to Beacon Hills was really something that Isaac had put off for too long. He’d left with Chris and within a couple of months Chris was gone and back in California and Isaac-- well, he was stuck in France. Not actually stuck because he could have come home any time he wanted but, the truth was he didn’t know exactly where ‘home’ was anymore. Beacon Hills lost it’s luster and draw as home a long time ago. Honestly, if it wasn’t for tying up loose ends he wouldn’t be here now. His childhood home had bad memories that outweighed the good and all Isaac was thinking about was starting his life. 

           It didn’t seem like much had changed. Sure everyone had grown up and moved on. Derek was gone-- Isaac found that out. So was Scott or at least that’s how it appeared. Isaac had seen the blue Jeep puttering around town and how in the hell that damn thing was still running was a mystery. That thing should have been condemned long ago but, Stiles was the one that had to drive around in it. 

            Standing in the kitchen-- god he hated that place. Isaac heard the knock at the door and snapped out of his reverie moving to answer it. Pulling the door open Isaac stood in the door for a moment without moving. 

‘The Princess Bride’ sentence meme

❝ Oh I’m sorry did you expect your own personal cheerleader? ❞

“You did come pick me up, maybe you are a drunk taxi,” he shrugged as he got into the car finally and dropped his head back against the headrest. “ ‘m not gonna puke either, shuddup.” Or at least he didn’t think he was. For now. He took the mints that were handed over to him and popped a few into his mouth then gave a quiet huff, closing his eyes and dropping the seat back slightly. “Think my parents would be suspicious if I showed up without a shirt? Pretty sure they’re gonna kill me either way.” He threw an arm across his face and had every intention of passing out as soon as he got home, but knew there was no way he was getting inside unnoticed. It was going to be a task in itself.

‘’I take it you don’t like Stiles that much? Either way, ’I’ll keep that in mind. For future references of course.’’ He asks, taking a seat next to the other. That was given by the way that Isaac was talking about them. A gut instinct told Theo that Isaac was the one he needed. ‘Not new at all. I used to live here, even went to pre-school with Scott and Stiles. My parents moved away and we can came back recently. The end. What about you? What’s your story?’’ 

         Not liking someone and not exactly considering them your friend were two different things. Isaac wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to him but, they weren’t friends that was for sure. ❝I don’t have a story-- Moved away and just moved back. That’s all.❞ There was no real reason to get into a long story about something that wasn’t really all that important. Not to mention the fact that Isaac didn’t know this guy at all. A short introduction wasn’t going to be worth a life story. ❝Funny I lived here then too and I don’t remember you. What’d you say your name was again?❞

Danny breathed out a sigh of relief because he was certain if Isaac had actually tried to take him home on a bicycle it would have ended with vomit on both of them. And he didn’t think Isaac would appreciate that very much. “Oh thank god,” he mumbled and started walking in the direction he was pointed in. And then he remembered he was going home drunk. “Uhm. Do you happen to have an extra shirt, some breath mints, mouth wash…or maybe a shower in your trunk?”

‘‘Stiles won’t shut up about how annoying you can be. Scott’s the one who tells him to shut up and says you’re not annoying at all. No, I’m Theo.’‘

                ❝Stiles? Yeah somehow that doesn’t surprise me one bit.❞ Although to be honest the truth was Isaac was more than a little surprised that anyone even gave him a second thought. He hadn’t heard from anyone since he left Beacon Hills and he figured it was a case of out of sight out of mind. ❝Theo-- still must be new.❞ Isaac thought the name sounded familiar but he hadn’t talked to anyone yet so he didn’t know for sure who he was. ❝You shouldn’t believe everything you hear. Especially when it comes from Stiles.❞  

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