𝑻𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 Rough Draft

𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝟛𝔸 Episode 2 Part 1

HURRYING ALONG THE SIDEWALK OF A SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD, STILES GLANCES OVER AT SCOTT.

"What?"

"What do you mean what?"

Stiles shrugs, "I mean what. And you know what."

Scott frowns, "What what?"

"Alright can you guys shut the hell up and just say what you mean. I'm getting a headache already."

Stiles chuckles glancing over at Luna, who was on Scott's back as he gives her a piggy back ride down the road.

"That look you were giving."

"I wasn't giving a look."

Luna rolls her eyes, "Oh, there was a distinct look."

"What look?" Scott peeks over his shoulder frowning, "How do you even know there was a look? You can't see my face."

"I can feel it." Luna grins.

Stiles smiles, "There's definitely a look Scott. The one that says the last thing you feel like doing is going to a party."

Scott frowns with a light shrug of his shoulder, "It's not that. It just feels a little weird going to a different high school's party."

"One drink, you'll be fine Scotty boy."

"I went to nursery school with this girl. She promised to introduce us to all of her friends. So no Allison, no Lydia. We're moving on."

"What about me?"

Stiles peeks over at Luna, "You oh dear one, are moving on from sour wolf and Issac."

"Can do."

"But not too much moving on... two drinks and I'm cutting you off." Scott says as he pats her leg.

Luna pouts, "Ugh you're such a dad."

Scott chuckles shaking his head, then glances to his phone seeing a missed call from Allison. But he slips the phone back into his pocket.

"You're right Stiles."

"I'm right?... Of course I'm right. That's right, I'm right."

"Moving on." Scott smiles.

"Onward and upward."

"Let's do this."

Stiles pats Scott's shoulder with a wide grin, "That's what I'm talking about."

They turn down a walkway to the door of an upscale house.

"How's my breath?"

Stiles grimaces, "I'm not smelling your breath."

Luna smiles laying her head on Scott's shoulder, "I'm a good friend. I'll smell your breath."

Stiles rolls his eyes, "You're not smelling his breath."