#o38

Formation of scouts O-38

It was a rare time indeed when Stiles managed to actually get some time alone to himself... then again that's only because he usually went out of his way to avoid being alone. It usually reminded him of the time he had let himself be withdrawn from everyone after his mother died. It was the worst time in his life so Stiles just refused to let himself be alone. But after everything that had happened lately; Scott being turned into a werewolf, everything that happened with him and the Lockwood's, vampires and witches, Faye and the Salvatore's... Caroline... Stiles just needed to be able to think to himself. And what better place to do that than the park? It allowed him to be alone while not actually being alone, and it was perfect since hardly any of the kids at school went there so there was no chance of running into anyone. At least... that's what he thought until he accidentally walked into someone while his attention was drawn to the playground. "Crap!" He exclaimed, whipping his head back to glance at the person he had bumped into and steadies himself, "I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking... obviously."