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Stiles sat the last box down and sighed. He looked around the small apartment and frowned. It was an open space with the living room flowing into the dining room and kitchen.
“You know this was for the best thing for us.” His sister Felicity said as she started to unpack the box labeled kitchen.
“You mean the best thing for you because we both know the best place for me is back in Beacon Hills.” Stiles said with a tight voice.
“And you know that wasn’t the safest place for either of us. Should I remind you how the last three months have been going?” Felicity stopped what she was doing and raised a perfectly shaped brow.
Stiles sighed because she was right, she was always right. The past three months have been hell. With the dread doctors and the chimeras at the beginning of his senior year hadn’t gone well. And to add Theo to the mix and how he destroyed the pack.
After Scott confronted him about Donovan, Stiles went home and told Felicity. A week later she accepted the job at Queen Consolidated and moved them across the country.
“I know you’ve been worried but I’m fine. We’re fine and safe. I might not agree this was the best thing for me but this is the best thing for you, and because of that I’ll stay with you without complaining.” Stiles gave his big sister an easy going smile.
“Oh? Because I could have sworn that you were complaining not even five minutes ago.” She pushed her glasses up with a smirk.
“Ok so I might complain a little but come on I’m a seventeen year old boy who used to run with wolves. It’s a given that I’m going to complain a little.” He laughed.
“How about you go start unpacking your room and I’ll finish the kitchen.” She made shooing motions with her hands.
The next couple of days were spent unpacking and getting a feel of Starling City.
******
(Three months later)
“And that is how I’m band from four restaurants.” Ryan laughed.
“You’re a dangerous man Ryan Walker.” Stiles said being a smart ass.
“Whatever Stilinski.” Ryan flipped him the bird. Stiles felt a sudden pain of sadness hit him, he was thinking of how Jackson used to do that to him.
Ryan and Stiles became fast friends the first day Stiles started school. It was a relief for Stiles to find a friend that wasn’t connect to the supernatural.
“Hey Stiles.” Ashley said as she sat down next to him. She slid a container to him and gave him a shy smile.
“Hey Ash, what this?” Stiles carefully opened the container and smiled. Sitting there was three chocolate cupcakes.
“You mentioned chocolate cupcakes were your favorite so I thought I would bring some for all of us.” She blushed and looked down at her hands. Stiles reached over and squeezed her hand.
“Thank you. Want to know why their my favorite?” Stiles asked. Ashley nodded. “My mom and I would make chocolate cupcakes every Friday night after dinner.”
“That’s really sweet.” Ashley smiled.
Stiles sort of had a crush on Ash but he was afraid to get involved with her. He was scared that he would hurt her like he hurt Malia.
***
Ryan, Stiles and Ashley were all laying on the floor passing a joint back and forth.
“So like I’m going to buy a pet monkey and name him Fred.” Ryan said. he grinned and gave the ceiling a thumbs up.
“That would be a great idea but you know what would be cooler?” Stiles laughed.
“What?” Ryan asked.
“Two monkeys named thing one and thing two.” Stiles laughed.
“Guys we should get munchies.” Ashley giggled.
“Who’s paying?” Ryan asked.
“Not me!” Stiles and Ashley both yelled at the same time.
“Aw man I always lose at this game.” Ryan whined.
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“Do you even know how to drive this thing?” Ryan screeched. Ashley was in the back seat smiling like she just won the lottery.
“Normally, I’d lie and say yes, but considering the fact that I almost flew us into that building, I’m going to assume you know the answer.” Stiles said as he took a sharp right turn.
“This is why we don’t get high then drive!” Ryan yelled. He was gripping the door and looked at the road with panic in his eyes.
“But dude munchies!” stiles yelled back cutting across two lanes and into Taco Bell’s parking lot.
“You almost killed us!” Ryan yelled.
“I did not and quit with the yelling dude.” Stiles rubbed his temples.