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risk and reward- chapter twenty one

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rosie

Stiles, Scott and I were walking to a party. My hand was intertwined with Stiles'. Scott was quiet, which is weird.

"What?" I asked.

"What do you mean 'what'?" He looked at me.

"She means 'what', and you know what!" Stiles exclaimed.

"'What' what?" Scott asked again.

"That look you were giving!" I murmured.

"I didn't give a look."

"There was a distinct look, Scott." Stiles said.

"What look?" He sighs.

"The look that says that the last thing you feel like doing right now is going to a party." I said.

Scott shook his head as we walked. "It's not that. It just seems a little weird going to a different high school's party."

"What? Would you...." Stiles groaned. "Oh, my God, one drink, alright? You'll be fine. I went to nursey school with this girl, okay? She promised to introduce us to all of her friends..."

"She what?" I looked at Stiles.

"She-I-uh, she-she promised to introduce Scott to all of her friends." Stiles blinked a few times.

"Yeah, I hope so, Stilinski." I said and Scott laughed.

"You're moving on tonight, Scott. No Allison!" Stiles said.

"You're right."

"I'm right!" I rolled my eyes.

"Moving on."

"Onward and upward!"

"You two are ridiculous." I mumbled.

"Let's do this." Scott said.

"That's what I'm talking about. Now look at me." Stiles said and they high-fived.

"Okay." Scott exhales and we walk towards the door. "How's my breath smell, Rosie?"

"I'm not smelling your breath!"

"Do you have any gum?"

"No! No gum. You're fine!" Stiles said.

"Can you at least tell me what kind of party this is?" Scott asks.

"It's a birthday party."

We entered the house and blonde girl smiled at us.

"Stiles! Hi!"

"Hey!"

My boyfriend smiled and she walked toward us.

"There's the birthday girl..."

I widened my eyes as the girl smashed her lips against Stiles' lips. I felt anger rising through my body when Stiles pulled away quickly.

"So glad that you made it!" She smiled.

"Uh, Rosie?" Scott whispered.

My fists were clenched and I could have sworn my face was red.

"Me, too..." Stiles looked at me.

"Hi, who are you?" The girl smiled at me.

"I'm a pissed off girlfriend. You are?"