#sydia

“Nothing’s wrong.” Scott shrugged, taking a sip of his drink, trying to calm down and pay attention to Star Wars playing on the TV.

“Did you forget there are 3 human lie detectors sitting here that just heard your heart beat skip?” Theo cocked his eyebrows at him.

“And that can smell you.” Malia pointed out, while dramatically pinching her nose and waving a hand in front of her face. He knew he was caught, and there was no point in lying to them.

“I just can’t shake the feeling yano… it’s been a month and I’m still looking over my shoulder, waiting for something else to go wrong.  What’s next? I still wake up from nightmares… hunters, darach, nogitsune, dead pool, dread doctors, the beast, Ghost Riders.. I feel like If I relax or let my guard down, someone is going to die.” He couldn’t stop himself as it all came spilling out. Scott looked up to see all their eyes on him, concern and guilt evident in their eyes. They haven’t realized how much pressure he has been under the past couple of years. The pressure that he was still under.

Stiles was the first to speak up, “Scotty, you are the whole reason we’re still alive. Hell, you’re the whole reason the town of Beach Hills is still alive and standing. You are a hero, you always have been, but you can’t let the fear of what’s going to go bump in the night stop you from living. Besides, worrying is my job, and for once I feel calm.. Like the Ghost Riders were our final test, maybe its just time to focus on our lives apart from the supernatural.” Scott looked around at his pack, all of them nodding their heads, agreeing with Stiles.  

“You’re right.” he said with a forced smile to his best friend. He leaned back on the couch grabbing the bowl of popcorn form Liam’s lap, despite his protest. “So tell me again, this is the fourth movie…but it’s actually the first one?” Lydia let out a groan of frustration and the pack just sighed, knowing full and well Stiles was fixing to go into the detailed layout of the whole movie.

Scott groaned at the sound of every locker closing, feeling a headache coming on from all the noise of the hallway. He was just turning the dial to his locker when Stiles patted him on the back.

 “Morning Scotty, glorious day for school don’t you think?” He smiled, as he opened his back pack to get his stuff out of. He was buzzing with energy, practically bouncing in place.

“Dude, how much Adderall did you take this morning?” Stiles looked up from his bag, a frown etching its way onto his face.

“None, why?” That’s when Scott smelled him. He smelled like perfume, mixed with sweat and a certain hint of supernatural. He smiled, it suddenly clicked why his best friend was bouncing with energy. Scotts suspicion was confirmed when Lydia came up to their lockers, Malia and Theo trailing further behind her. Lydia had one of Stiles flannels tied around the waist of her jeans. Jeans. You didn't think you had ever seen Lydia in jeans until today. She also had her hair done in a rushed braid to the side with barely any makeup on. 

“Hey Lydia, nice flannel. ” Scott couldn’t help the smirk that formed on his face when he turned to Stiles, “Oh and great perfume by the way bro, although I don’t think strawberry pazazz is for you.” He said sarcastically. Stiles didn’t even try to hid the smug look on his face, but Lydia was trying to cover the blush that rose to her cheeks. Scott put up his fist for Stiles to bump trying to be discreet, but he heard Lydia mumble something along the lines of stupid wolfy powers. 

Theo and Malia joined them by the lockers, they were standing around talking, when Scott heard the principal’s door open, and a girl he's never seen before walked out. He couldn’t help but stare at her as she made her way to the row of lockers by coach’s class. She looked his age, with a heart-shaped face and a cascading y/h/c falling down her back.

“Scotty are you even listening to me?” Stiles complained, turning in the direction he was staring. 

“Who is that?” He asked, everyone turned to look at this point. Suddenly the bell rang, and everyone starting moving toward their first class of the day. Thankfully, they all had coaches class first period, as they were making their way to the door Scott looked for the girl again, but lost her in all the commotion of the hall. He shook his head slightly, walking through the door way in time to hear coach yelling at someone. 

“Seriously Greenburg, are you following me now? You don’t even have this class this quarter!” Coach bellowed, grabbing the roster off of his desk skimming over it. His eyes widened when he saw what Scott guessed was Greenburgs name. “Oh for heavens sake, every semester.. Alright everyone in your seats!” Coach kept grumbling to himself, when she walked in, carrying her books and a piece of paper. Their eyes connected and she gave him a small smile. Coach walked over and snatched the paper out of her hands. “Alright you little miscreants, listen up, we have a new student..”

Stiles leaned up on the desk whispering in his ear. “Who moves schools 4 months till the end of their Senior year?"

 "Stilinski shut your pie hole!” Coach yelled. Stiles sat in his seat an annoyed look on his face as coach continued talking. “As I was saying, we have a new student. Y/N Silver. I know you all with be the wonderful students you never are for me and make her feel welcomed. Go ahead and take a seat in front of McCall.” She looked out over the class, not knowing who anyone was so she stayed standing. “Sweetheart, are you deaf I said go sit in front of McCall."

 "Coach she’s new.. She doesn’t know who Scott is.” Stiles explained as Coach just stated at the girl. 

"Oh right, McCall don’t just sit there, wave your hand or something.“ Scott gave a small wave to her, and she made her way over to the desk and sat down. He caught a whiff of her shampoo, as she moved around in front of him getting her notebook out to place on her desk. She smelled like the beach with a hint of coconut and lime. As coach started today’s lesson on Econ, he heard her murmur under her breath.