Teen wolf interracial preferences

Your first date: Stiles

I look in the mirror one more time analyzing my outfit for the thousandth time. I was pretty nervous to say the least. I mean I'm going on a date with the one and only Stiles Stilinski. The anxious,spastic,humorous teenage boy. I smiled just thinking about him. I looked over at the clock to see that he'll be here any minute. I put on my shoes and went downstairs which was perfect timing because the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Stiles looking handsome as ever and had a big goofy smile on his face. "Hi." I said smiling. He kissed me on the cheek as a response. "You ready to go?" He asked and I nodded my head. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his baby blue jeep which I was surprised that it was still in good shape. We both got in the car and he drove off,as we were both excited for the amazing date ahead of us.