@ignitedfire
To get out of class, Stiles offered to help his favorite science teacher out, Mrs. Hertz. Mrs. Hertz had requested Stiles help show a new transfer student around Beacon Hills High since she had a faculty meeting. Stiles was a bit skeptical if he wanted to help or not, but after learning about a history test he didn’t study for he immediately took the chance. He sat in the main Office with a bouncing leg, his whiskey orbs traveling over the the moving bodies in the room. She was running late and he was starting to lose his patience.
“Where is she? Where is she...?”












