Dylan O'Brien Imagines

No. I'm Batman

Stiles Imagine.

Y/N P.O.V.

I smiled as I get in school. It was my first day and I was very excited. Unfortunately, I bumped into someone.

"Ops, sorry, sorry!" The guy said.

"No. It's ok." I laugh.

"Are you ok?" I nodded. "I'm Stiles."

"I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you." He smiled.

"I've never saw you here."

"Yeah, I moved about a week ago."

"Stiles?" We turn back and I see another guy. "Uh, Hi, I'm Scott."

"That's Y/N. She's new."

The guy was looking at me confused.

"What? You never saw another werewolf?" I asked and choked at my comment.

"You're a werewolf?" Stiles looked at me.

"No. I'm Batman." I roll my eyes.

Scott laughs.

"She's like you, Stiles."

"Shut up Scott. You're an Omega?" I nodded.

"And he's an alpha." I look at Scott.

"Why are you in Beacon Hills?"

"I'm searching someone."

"Who?"

"Derek Hale."

[...]

"That's Derek." Scott says.

"Wow, I don't believe in plastic surgery. But in your case, go ahead."

"I hate sarcastic people." Derek rolls his eyes.

"Sarcasm is the body's natural defense against stupidity." Stiles said.

I looked at him and smiled.

"What do you want from me?" Derek asked.

"A two years ago you were in Canada. Well, you had sex with my mom and you took something that you thought was her, but it was mine, and I want it back."

"Finders keepers" He replied.

"Then someone will find your body without your head very soon."

"What is it?"

"A necklace."

"Really?" He rolled his eyes again.

"It was my father's, please, I want it back."

He go look for it and I start walking to the place, I felt something on my feet and I fall.

"Did you just fall?" Stiles looked at me.

"No. I attacked the floor." Scott laughs.

"There was a shirt on the floor."

"Yeah, this place is dirty."

"Here's your stupid necklace." Derek gave me.

"Thanks. That's all I needed. Now, I have to go back to school."

"See you soon, cutie." Derek said with a smirk.

"I never forget a face, Derek, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception." I look at Stiles. "Can you give me a ride to school?"

"Y-yeah, sure." He looks at Scott.

"I'll see you guys at school." Scott says and Stiles nod.

I enter on his jeep.

"I like your jeep."

He laughs.

"Wow, I thought I was sarcastic."

"You're cute."

"What?" He looked at me.

"Yeah, you're cute. Do you wanna hang out sometime? My mom always told me that two sarcastic people make a good team."