we never go out of style.

{ james dean day dream look in his eyes } sup? name's stiles stilinksi. remember that, ladies. it's the name you'll be screaming later tonight. lacrosse star, junior at beacon hills. { long haired slicked back white t-shirt }

[taryn-lyoung]

[Lydia let him lead her up the stairs, quirking one eyebrow.] I thought I was putting you to sleep. If I do that, you’ll be asleep in your bed - which is my game plan. So either we’re splitting it, or I’m sleeping on your couch. I’m not afraid of doing either. [She sat on his bed once they reached his room, her legs folded in front of her.]

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles laughed. ] Alright, you win. You’ll sleep with me-- well, not with me... Unless ya wanna. [ He winked, yawning. Falling back onto the bed, Stiles smiled. He wanted to sleep, but for some reason he was unable to. Of course, he had a hunch why, but didn’t want to tell Lydia. ]

[taryn-lyoung]

[Lydia smiled at his words, unsure of exactly how to take them. She nodded at his suggestion to play with his hair and then felt her eyes widen when he stood up quickly.] Look, Stiles, why don’t we just go into your room? You’ll be more comfortable there and we’ll have more room. I promise I’ll be able to find my way back out once you’re asleep. [She stood up and looked at him kindly, holding out her hand.]

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles nodded, clutching his head. ] Yeah, yeah that sounds like a good idea. And don’t be silly, you can sleep in my bed. I’ll go sleep on the couch. You’re the guest, Lydia. [ He chuckled, smiling gently. Yeah, he had fallen pretty hard for this redhead. ] Let’s go get the pillow.

[taryn-lyoung]

The school doesn’t want you to be. You just seem like you are. I’m not jealous. I just don’t want to get my ass kicked at school. I’m not as scrappy as I like to think I am. [She shrugged, looking away as she scooted a bit closer to him.] Under different circumstances I might take you up on that offer for a bite or two, but right now I think we should try and get you to sleep.

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles laughed. Well, it was more like a chuckle. ] She’s my friend, Lydia. I like you. [ A small smile rested on his face. ] Look, can you play with my hair? My... my mom used to do that when I was younger, and it always knocked me out. Oh--! [ He got up, faster than intended. The world spun around him for a quick second, but the dizzy spell went as fast as it came. ] I need my pillow.

[taryn-lyoung]

[Lydia sat down, leaving ample space between them.] You need to sleep? Are you having trouble sleeping on your own? You could probably get Malia over here. [She blurted, immediately flushing bright red.] I’m good. Kind of catching my second wind. I wasn’t asleep long when you called so I think my body is in cat nap mode.

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles rolled his eyes. ] Malia and I aren’t a thing. As much as the school wants it, we aren’t. Why? Are you jealous? Cause I’d choose you over Malia any day. I just can’t find my sleeping pills, and I’m probably going to fail the final tomorrow, so there’s that. [ He motioned for her to get closer. ] I don’t bite... unless you’re into that. [ Stiles sighed. ] I’m sorry for waking you up.

[taryn-lyoung]

[Lydia smiled tightly at his greeting, shutting his door behind her. Standing awkwardly in near the end of his couch, she shifted her weight slightly and looked down at him.] So. What can I do for you? I’m sure you don’t want to talk about algebra. [She kept her tone light, trying not to act as awkward as she felt.]

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles patted the couch, motioning for her to come sit. ] No, no algebra. I just need to sleep. [ He leaned his head forward on his hands. Sighing once more, Stiles looked up. He felt so utterly childish. And he hated feeling like this. ] Any-anyways.... how are you?

[taryn-lyoung]

[Lydia got out of her car and quickly walked up the driveway to Stiles’ house. It was a bit weird that he had called her, given the rumors that he was dating the new girl that had just transferred in, but she didn’t have it in her to deny him anything he needed. Stiles had been the first boy she had ever had a crush on and it hadn’t faded, even after years of getting nothing but radio silence from him. Seeing his door open, she hurried in to his house and rubbed her hands over her arms to warm them up a bit.] Hi.

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles didn’t mean to call Lydia. But, he did. Sighing, he touched his lip, a nervous habit. Fuck. He was flipping out about the final, Scott had texted him that there were rumors going on about a girl named Malia, and he just wanted to sleep but couldn’t find his sleeping pills. Going to unlock the door, Stiles went back to the couch after doing so, leaving the door slightly cracked. Lydia walked in, and he looked over at her. ] H-hey.

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: Yes. Can you come unlock your door?

Stiles: Sure. [end]

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: It's okay. You don't have to explain. I'm about three minutes away.

Stiles: O-okay. I'll see you soon...?

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: Not bad. I got a painting entered into an art competition. Mr Taylor thinks I have a real chance at winning. How was your day?

Stiles: That's exciting. [a nervous chuckle] I'm just- [he sighs]

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: Okay. I can do that. [she stays quiet for a moment as she gets dressed] So what should I talk about?

Stiles: How w-was your day?

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: Do you want me to stay on the phone or am I okay to hang up?

Stiles: Stay...

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: Of course. [she bit her lip, nervous] Let me get dressed and then I can be there in like...five minutes?

Stiles: Yeah, o-okay.

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: [sitting up and getting out of bed] You don't sound fine. If you need something just let me know.

Stiles: [pause] I need someone. [he takes a deep breath] Can you come over?

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Lydia: [her voice hoarse] Stiles? [she checks the time] Are you okay?

Stiles: [breathing hard] Y-yeah, m'fine, Lyds...

[notbatman-stilinski]

PHONE CALL #1

Stiles: [breathing hard] D-dad? [he takes a deep breath] I n-need you t-to come h-home soon... I don't kn-know where my- Dad? [he looks down at the phone screen] Fuck.

[taryn-lyoung]

[Lydia showed him a sympathetic smile and bit her bottom lip, trying to think of a new way to teach him.] That’s okay. It’s a hard concept to understand the first time around. You’ll get it eventually. And in answer to your question, it’s just easier for me. Ever seen Criminal Minds? I’m a lot like Spencer Reid. Try and put me on the lacrosse field and I’m useless, but I could kick your ass in a round of trivia. [Taking a red pen from her line of supplies, she wrote an x and a y on the corresponding axes. She then highlighted one line with yellow and one line with pink.] Okay. We’ll deal with the graph later. [Setting it aside, she turned to a clean sheet of notebook paper and wrote out a few easy equations.] Here. We’ll solve these first and then worry about plotting the points. Your goal is to get x alone on one side, remember? So your first equation is y=4x. Pick a number for y and change the equation. [She ran through the process a few times with the same equation, substituting numbers to get different points.] How about now? Any better? 

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles shook his head, half paying attention to her, but mostly paying attention to her mouth. It was a cute mouth. After she explained, Stiles shrugged. ] Nah, it doesn’t make sense. Numbers and letters have always confused me, much to my dismay. [ A chuckle escaped him. ] Anyways, are we done? I have a lacrosse thing to get to. [ He raised his arms, revealing a toned stomach and his happy trail, a thing he knew would distract her. ] So... are we? [ Stiles licked his lips, grinning ear to ear. He leaned in, winking. ] I need to change, by the way. Can I use your room?

[taryn-lyoung]

I meant that you forgetting your book was easy enough to fix because I have one, not that algebra is easy. A lot of people struggle with it. [She stammered a bit, feeling stupid when she fumbled over her words in an attempt to recover  from that near-insult.] Well, if you’re ready, we can get started. [Lydia licked her lips and took a breath before starting to talk, the words almost memorized by that point thanks to all of the tutoring sessions she had given.] So the equation you see here? That’s the way you figure out how a line runs. When we have y=2x+1, our y values are already given. You can put any number in place of the y and then it will give you what the other coordinate will be. [She grabbed her pencil and jotted down the equation on her notebook, making sure to write legibly.] See? If we put a 2 in place of y, we have 2=2x+1. That means that we have to just get x alone. What you do to one side you have to do to the other, so the next step is subtracting one. That gives us 2=2x. Then we divide by 2 and we’re left with 1=x. So if y=2, then x=1. That starts our line out at the point that is one to the right of the origin, or the point where the horizontal and vertical lines converge, and up two from that spot one over. [She drew the line, her tongue poking out slightly.] Then to get the rest of the line, we can just keep plugging in numbers, or we can move over one and up two until we reach the end of the page. All you really need is three points to form a line, though. [She explained, hoping that he hadn’t gone through it too quickly.] Did that help at all?

[notbatman-stilinski]

[ Stiles watched her, in utter amazement and confusion. It was, well, kind of hot the way she was talking about math. His eyebrows furrowed together, shocked that he found it hot, and annoyed that she could do it but he couldn't. Math just didn't click in his head, at all. This Lydia chick, however, did understand it. And he had to keep his lacrosse up for reasons of rules. Stiles rubbed his face, sighing. ] No, it didn't. [ A frustrated noise escaped him. Unable to concentrate, Stiles fiddled with his fingers. ] Wanna run through it again, Lydia? [ A small smirk was on his face as he picked up the sheet of paper. What was this fuckery? It was like magic in front of him. ] How do you do math like this?