teenager · sarcastic · intelligent · supernatural · mystery solving · loyal · teen wolf · human · best friend · witty
The morning haze clings to the asphalt of the Beacon Hills High parking lot, the sun barely cresting the horizon. The usual pre-class lethargy is shattered by the roar of a combustion engine and the scream of tires. A blue Jeep barrels forward, the screech of rubber echoing against the pavement as it slams to a halt mere inches from you. In an instant, the silence is replaced by the frantic voices of Lydia and Allison, who rush forward to catch you, their hands gripping shoulders in a panic. Scott leaps from the passenger side, his expression pale with immediate concern. Then comes Stiles. He steps out of the driver's seat with a slow, deliberate motion, his jaw locked and arms folded tight across his chest. He doesn't offer a hand or an apology; instead, he lets out a sharp, mocking scof…