Believe It Or Not. Part 1.
A Stiles Stilinski Imagine!
Summary: the story of stiles and y/n. This is going to be a multi part imagine, and each part will follow the story line for each episode! I will update each part as soon as possible. So stay tuned(:
The first day of school was tomorrow, of course I wasn’t particularly excited. Except for one reason maybe, cheerleading try outs. Tomorrow is the first day of my sophomore year, and you’re not allowed to try out to be a cheerleader for the Beacon Hills lacrosse team as a freshman.
I remember going to all of my twin brother’s, Scott, lacrosse games last year. I would watch the cheerleaders and they always looked like they were having a lot of fun and to be honest, I just wanted one of the uniforms. I never had to worry about missing Scott play while watching them, he sucked so he was always sitting on the bench with Stiles. Yet, my mom Melissa dragged me along every time anyway no matter how much I protested.
I was practicing one of the cheer routines in my room to make sure I was more than ready for try outs tomorrow when I heard a loud banging noise that sounded like it came from outside my house. I walk down the hall to my brother’s room and stood in the doorway as he looked out the window.
“Did you hear that?” I asked him.
“Yeah stay here,” he said as he grabbed his baseball bat, “I’ll go see what it is.”
“Scott I really don’t think the bat is necessary. It’s probably just the wind.” I laughed.
He just looked me in the eye and sighed, “what so I can’t be cautious?”
I moved aside so he could leave his room and watched as he jogged down the stairs. I mentioned we were twins, not identical though. We actually look nothing alike. You could say he got more of the Delgato side of the family and I got more McCall.
I started walking back to my room when I heard what sounded like two pairs of voices screaming and I ran to the edge of the stairs.
“Scott, you okay?” I yelled to him worriedly.
“Everything’s fine it’s just Stiles.”
I laughed when I heard the name, of course that dork of a kid wouldn’t knock on the door like a normal human. Stiles and Scott. Two names that just went together, they had always been best friends. That being said, I had known stiles my whole life too since he practically lived at my house. We were friends too, I mean not close or anything but definitely cared about each other because we had one person in common, Scott.
He’s the dumbest smart person I’ve ever met. I think he’s adorable though. So yes, I have a little crush you could say, on my brother’s best friend. Although it’s always just remained a crush considering how many times I hear the name, “Lydia Martin” leave his mouth. I’ll never understand his obsession though, she’s honestly such a bitch and she has a boyfriend, Jackson, anyway. And he’s just an ass.a hot ass, but still an ass.
Stiles will never stop liking Lydia, and maybe it’s better that way. Nothing could ever really happen between us considering I’m Scott’s sister, and the fact that he doesn’t like me anyway.
I watched from my window as they moved further away from my house, Stiles frantically moving his arms while explaining something my brother.
So I went to bed, I needed a good nights rest if I wanted to be on the squad.
My alarm went off very Loudly on the little table I had next to my bed. On any usual day, I’d hit snooze about seven times. But today I hopped right out of bed and got dressed. I wore my favorite pair of ripped skinny jeans, high top white converse, and a light purple lose three-quarter length shirt. I straightened my hair and pulled one piece from each side back and pinned it. Then I headed downstairs where my mom was making eggs.
“Someone’s ready for their first day.” She smiled at me and set a plate down on the table for me to sit.
“I really want to make the team mom.”
“Me too.” Scott yawned as he walked down the stairs taking his seat next to me.
“Well, first line anyway.”
I smirked at how tired he was, I heard him finally come home from being with stiles at like 2 in the morning.
“Why so tired, Scotty?” I asked innocently.
To which he just rolled his eyes and nudged me. We finished our breakfast with mom, as we talked lightly about the day ahead of us. Scott and I started walking to the car and just for fun I kicked him in the back of the knee cap and he fell into the wall on his left side. I laughed until I saw he was holding his side.
“Hey are you okay?” I asked walking closer to him.
“Yeah im good, im good,” he answered rather quickly and then continued, “just sore.”
“Sore from what? You haven’t had one practice yet.”
“Just don’t worry about it y/n.”
He turned his back and stepped in the drivers side of the car, slightly hurt I decided to drop it and get in the passenger side.
The car ride to school was rather quiet other than the songs playing on the radio. Once we parked he ran off to go meet stiles. And they started walking towards the school.
I reached in the back of the car to get my bag only for Jackson to pull up and park right next to us.
He got out, looked at me, and then laughed.
“Nice ride, McCall. Brother still have false hope of making first line?”
I was having none of this today.
“Nice hair, Whittemore. How many bottles of hair gel did that take?”
His smile fell and he just walked away. Pleased with myself, I gained the smile he lost and went to go meet my brother and Stiles. As I approached scott had just dropped his shirt back to down to his side, I was super confused.
“I knew you guys were gay for each other but no PDA in public please.” I snapped.
“Wow, you’re hilarious. How do you do it?” Stiles asked me, dripping with sarcasm. I just winked back at him. And they continued their conversation with me there.
“All right, well, if you don’t believe me about the wolf, then you’re definitely not gonna believe me when I tell you I found to body.” Scott said.
Body? Wolf? What?
Stiles mouth gaped open, “you- are you kidding me?” He hit Scott.
“No, man, I wish. Im gonna have nightmares for a month.”
“Oh god, that is freakin’ awesome. I mean, this is seriously gonna be the best thing that’s happened to this town since- since the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey, Lydia- you look- like you’re gonna ignore me.”
I watched the bitch red-head completely pass by possibly one of the nicest people in the world, God I hated her so much.
“It’s true love Stilinski.” I joked.
“Yeah whatever.” He winked back at me.
The bell rang, so I started to walk towards the front doors of the school. “Alright guys, see you later.” I offered as I turned my back to them and started walking. Little did I know Stiles was watching me walk away, but Scott knew.
- - -
“Stiles, if you’re going to check out my sister, please make sure im not here.” Scott joked walking next to his best friend.
Stiles looked at him in confusion.
“Y/n? No- I wasn’t- no.”
Scott just laughed and shook his head, Stiles may be the smart on in this friendship, but scott isn’t dumb.
- - -
I sat in front of stiles, and next to scott in our class as the teacher mumbled on about the body or something, I don’t know exactly I wasn’t listening.
I bit the bottom of my pen as I pretended to read the syllabus in front of me. But then I noticed Scott acting off. He was looking all around then he made eye contact with me. I questioned ‘what the hell’ the best I could with my facial expression but he just looked at my with same confused stare and looked down to his desk, I stayed focused on him worried.
After a few seconds he shifted his gaze to the door of the classroom and just kept staring at it. I glanced back at stiles and he just shrugged and returned to his syllabus. Within the next ten seconds, a crazy pretty girl with brunette hair walked through the door.
“Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome.”
She smiled shyly as she walked to the only empty seat, behind scott. He turned around and her eyes met his, all he did was hand her a pen. To which she said thanks.
That a boy Scotty, I thought. Can’t be on first line without a girl by your side.
- - -
I walked past the new girl standing by her locker, poor Allison was being bombarded by Queen Martin already. Scott and Stiles were diagonal from the two girls and I approached them as they were talking to this other girl, I walked up right as she was saying-
“Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes, n’s she’s already hanging out with Lydia’s clique?”
To which Stiles answered, “Because she’s hot. Beautiful people herd together.”
“Always wondered how you’re not apart of her clique, y/n.”
Stiles commented, then looked shocked that what he said actually came out of his mouth. Did he just call me beautiful in some backwards way? I didn’t say anything, I figured I would just let it drop.
(Scott heard it though, and he smiled between his sister and his oblivious best friend.)
Scott was staring very intently over towards Allison.
“Scott, at least blink to look like less of a creep.” I hit his shoulder. But he just smiled at me and didn’t say anything.
- - -
Lacrosse and cheerleading try outs were at the same time. They got one half of the field and we got the other. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I sat on the bleachers because we still had 15 minutes until we started our tryouts and lacrosse was getting ready to start. I sat at the very top, I watched as Allison and Lydia made their way up to the empty space next to me considering it was the only space there was. Allison sat next to me, not super close, there was still a little space between us.
She smiled at me and I smiled back.
“Hi I’m Allison, we have that class together right?” She reached her hand out toward me, and I took it.
“Yep, nice to meet you too I’m y/n. Welcome to beacon hills. Nothing exciting ever happens in this town.”
We both laughed, “so you’re going out for cheerleading?”
She asked. Catching on that I was wearing one of the uniforms.
Which apparently seemed to grab Lydia’s attention because she leaned behind Allison and looked at me, and before I could answer-
“You. Are going out for cheerleading?” She questioned, brows raised.
I smiled sweetly at her, “as a matter of fact I am! Thanks for the support Lydia it means a lot, truly.”
Allison slightly laughed and then smiled at me, “it was nice meeting you, y/n.”
I just nodded in response and turned my attention back towards the field as the boys began tryouts. Until I heard allison ask Lydia a question.
“Who is that?” She pointed at Scott!
“Him? Im not sure who he is, why?” Lydia answered.
“He’s in my english class.”
I leaned over towards Allison, “that’s Scott McCall. He’s amazing, you’d really like him.”
She looked at me and continued, “how do you know him?”
I smirked and looked her in the eye, “he’s my brother.”
I stood up to go to my tryouts, “wish me luck” I whispered at the girls as I walked down the steps of the bleachers.
- - -
I walked in my house with the biggest smile I think I’ve ever had on my face. I entered my home with my backpack in one hand, and new & ironed cheerleading uniform in the other. I set my stuff down in my room quickly before heading to Scott’s room to see how the rest of his tryouts went.
I walked in to see my mom waiting by his bathroom door.
“Hey mom.” I greeted.
She smiled, “so how’d it go?”
“I made it!” I giggled as I went to hug her.
“Sweetie that’s amazing! My little cheerleader. Oh, and Scott made first line!” She informed me as she pulled away.
“Really?” I said excited for my brother, and that’s when he walked out wearing nothin but a towel.
Momma didn’t waste any time, “is this a party or a date?” She asked.
“Maybe both.” He answered with a small smile.
I crossed my arms, “and what’s her name?”
“ALLISON THE NEW GIRL? SCOTT WAY TO GO!” I lightly punched his chest.
“I talked to her at tryouts, she seems super nice.” I added.
I left his room because the convo between him and mom got kinda, weird. As I walked towards my room my phone vibrated in my back pocket, it was stiles.
“Yo y/n are you going to that party tonight?”
“Hmm, go to a party with a ton of people I don’t talk to? Orr stay home and walk around the house in my new cheerleading uniform? I choose number two.”
“Oh congrats, I knew you’d make it!” He said very sweetly, thank god this WASNT a real conversation because I was hardcore blushing.
“But no, please go with me and Help me keep an eye on scott?”
“Keep an eye on scott why-”
“Awesome y/n thanks! Get dressed and I’ll be there in ten.”
He hung up and I rolled my eyes, I didn’t need to change from what I was already wearing but I re-brushed my hair and applied more mascara.
I heard the screech of the jeep in front of my house signaling that Stiles was here. I walked out and hopped in the passenger side and quickly got my seatbelt on not realizing he was staring at me until I looked up.
“What?” I demanded.
“Nothing, sorry. You just look pretty, that’s all.” He scrambled nervously for the words.
“Thanks.” I blushed and then he started driving. He had complimented me many times like that before, and it always makes my heart flutter. But I can never let myself get too happy. Because even if he calls me pretty, he calls Lydia beautiful.
We arrived at the party and he came around and opened my side of the jeep for me.
I laughed, “what a gentlemen.”
We walked into the party and saw scott dancing with Allison. Hell yeah I was so proud of him for landing a girl.
“I hope something good comes out of them.” I whispered to Stiles looking at them.
“I just hope he doesn’t rip her to shreds.”
I looked at him, “what?”
“Nothing!” He said quickly and loudly causing some people to look, “I’ll go get us drinks.”
I stood exactly where he left me glancing around at all the people here. I really did need to get out more, I barley know any of their names. I shook my head and looked to find scott and allison again. Instead I found Allison by herself and Scott rushing to leave the party. As Allison followed, Stiles came back and I pointed out to him what was going on.
“I hope my brothers not screwing this up by being a dick.”
“I don’t think it’s his fault,” stiles said so quiet I barely heard it, “here hold these.” He handed me the drinks and left me again.
He never came back, I ended up having to walk home from the party. Was I pissed? You betcha.
- - -
I didn’t talk to scott that morning, nor Stiles when I saw him.
He quickly realized I was ignoring him and ran down the hall until he caught my arm.
“Hey, y/n are you okay?”
I didn’t look at him, “yeah, think im catching a cold though. That’s what happens when you walk miles to your own house after your friend leaves you.” I snapped.
“Jesus y/n im so sorry. I had something really really important to take care of.”
I scoffed at his lack of detail, “so am I going to get an actual explanation?” I smiled to lighten the mood, I wasn’t going to stay mad.
“Just trust me when I say it’ll never happen again?”
I laughed at how adorable he was when he’s sorry.
“Just this once, Stilinski.”
We both walked outside to see that Scott had just made up with Allison too.
“Alight I gotta go, Scott and I have practice.” He said to me.
And before I could even say- “okay, see ya.”
He was already walking away.
So I watched him walk until I couldn’t see him anymore.