Amelia Martin ▹ Stilinski

36 • Three People Relationship ✓

Chapter 36: Three People Relationship

For the first time (that I'm aware of) there's a rave. In Beacon Hills... Not sure whether this will be fun or just another flop of an event to be held here.

"Danny, you got me a ticket, right?"

He gives me a smirk before putting his bag onto the lunch table, pulling a ticket out. "What kind of best friend would I be if I didn't?"

"A bad one." I nodded, taking the ticket out of his hand and inspecting it, "It's not fake right? I'm not going to get kicked out as soon as I get to the doors or anything, am I?"

"No, Mia its not fake." He laughed, "I promise."

"Okay good, you got two more?"

"Not even a thank you?" He tsks, snatching the ticket out of my hand.

I pout at him, "You're my best friend I didn't think thank you's were necessary, they're basically already implied."

"It's also already implied that you want these two extra tickets for those two." Danny said, nodding his head outside where Scott and Stiles were talking to Matt.

Seriously, why do I keep seeing him everywhere all of a sudden?

"What? Pfft, no. They're actually for my two other best friends over there." I snicker, nodding my head over at Erica and Isaac who look up and give me a confused look.

Sending them a wave I look back at Danny who rolls his eyes at me, "So you're classing McCall and Stilinski as best friends now?"

I purse my lips and look out the window again, "Stiles, yeah 'cause boyfriend now and he was a great best friend before.. and McCall pisses me off but he's cool."

Danny shakes his head, "No, he just pisses me off."

"And why is that?"

He shrugs, "Maybe I've been around Jackson too long."

I look away from the window where the boys started making their way inside and at Danny, subtly trying to hide my slight wide eyed expression. "Where is he anyway?"

"No clue, barely know anything about him these days." He sighs, "But at least I don't get any more Lydia stories." He adds on, shuddering.

"Hey!" I punch his arm, "Sister sitting right here. But what kind of stories?"

"Not ones a sister would like to hear, that's for sure." He snorts. "Or me actually... Now if he had a boyfriend that's a different story-,"

"Okay, I get it. Don't wanna know what you know."

"I want to know something though." He leans forward, staring at me.

I mimic his stance on the table, "What would that be?" I quickly grab my bottle of water from my bag and take a sip.

"How goods Stiles?" He asks waggling his eyebrows and making me choke on the water and spit it everywhere.

"Oh my God, Danny!"

"What? I'm curious to know if the small guys packing it." He shrugs.

I frown at him, "Well if you must know, I have no clue."

He sits back, frowning at me this time. "Do you guys even do anything?"

"We've kissed a few times.."

"I bet they don't even classify as a make-out session." He chuckles, "He's so vanilla."

"He's not vanilla!" I defended him, "He's just shy, not really made many moves yet. I don't mind though, honestly. Just leave him be." I warn him.