Love Under The Moon

Chapter 4: Scott and Stiles

I pulled into work which the only floral place in Beacon Hills.

I walked in and clocked in and started working on some arrangements that needed to be done for tomorrow.

"Did you enjoy the full moon?" Jessie, my coworker asked.

"What?" I asked, nervous.

How did Jessie know?

"You know? The full moon? Every one gets wasted and parties or just has a bad day, whichever."

"Oh... yeah... bad day, you could say that."

"Well next time hopefully you are busy partying."

"You know it's not really my thing."

"I know, but you need to lighten up, have some fun for once."

I placed a rose in the vase and shook my head.

"You need to meet someone," she said.

"I don't think guys particularly like my fear of being touched."

"Well those ones aren't the one."

I raised my eyebrows. "I'm not looking for anyone."

"Why? Everyone is longing for someone."

"I had people and they weren't the best, so being alone is actually better."

Jessie sighed. "Nobody likes being alone."

"I could name a few."

"Oh! Did you here Derek Hale is back?!" She said.

"Umm... I think I did hear something like that."

"He was so cute, I wonder if he's even better looking..."

I almost said yes totally but I quickly stopped myself.

I didn't need her wondering how I knew that, and why I was hanging around Derek now.

I finished a vase when the door bell went off as someone walked in.

"Hello," I said, turning and stopping.

Standing right in front of me was Scott and another young guy.

"Hey.. I'm looking for some flowers," Scott said.

"Really I thought we were coming for something else," the young guy answered sarcastically. "She knows that already duh."

"What kind of flowers?" I asked.

"One that means I'm sorry I'm the biggest jerk alive," the teen answered with a smile.

I looked at Scott.

"Stiles really?" He asked.

I smiled. "In trouble with a girl?"

"Something like that," Scott answered.

"Well yellow usually is associated with sorry and friendship. If it's a girl you really are interested in, I'd recommend yellow roses. If you really like her and she's your girlfriend I'd recommend yellow and red roses."

"Great I'll take that!" Scott answered quickly.

I turned getting a few flowers around when Stiles bumped into the vase I had just set up.

I caught it right before it hit the ground, which was humanly impossible.

They were quiet and I just stared at them.

"No way! You're one of them!" Stiles whispered.

"One what?" I asked.

"Like Scott!"