STILES HAS A STARING PROBLEM

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"Are you sure you want to come to school today?" Stiles asks, as Carson searches for a skirt in her drawers.

"Stiles. I am not giving into whatever this is. If I stop my life, Tyler won," she replies, still avidly searching.

"Carson will you just," he attempts to grab her arm before she turns and pins him against the dresser. Quickly realizing what she did, she jumps back, snatching the skirt off the floor.

"I'm sorry. I need to change. I'm sorry," she backs up, as Stiles walks out of the room.

"Hello Stiles, why are you here?" Drew sips his coffee.

"Uh, Carson didn't want to be home alone. I slept on the couch, if you're concerned," he stutters.

"I'm not. Would you like some coffee?" he points to the pot.

"Did you poison it?" he mumbles.

"I hope he did," Kyle walks in the room.

"Hey Kyle. How's Stanford treating you?" Stiles nods.

"It's fine, are you making a move on my sister?" he steps closer, trying to intimidate the boy.

"Nope. Wouldn't do that. You all scare me," he stutters.

"I know. You're not her type," he taunts, grabbing an apple.

"Leave him alone. Stiles feel free to take what you want. Make yourself at home," Gina appears seemingly out of nowhere.

"He doesn't have time, let's go," Carson grabs his collar, dragging him to the car.

"Goodbye Mr and Mrs. Rivera!"

"Bye Kyle, welcome home," Carson yells, getting a yell back.

"Do you want to talk about it? Cause it's okay," he starts the engine.

"No, I don't, and no, it's not," she looks out the window.

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"I don't know what it is, but ever since I woke up this morning, I've felt replenished. My hair is shinier, my eyes are brighter, I just feel better," Carson sighs, sliding on her shorts.

"Maybe it's the sun? It's less gloomy today?" Allison suggests.

"Maybe. So now that I'm finally in on the secret, are you willing to share?" Carson smirks.

"Share what?" Allison asks.

"What's sex with a werewolf like?" Carson says in a duh tone.

"That would be your first question, and knowing you, you'll find out for yourself with some poor guy who won't know what hit him," she laughs.

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