Starter for Scott McCall // @teufelbcy
This past semester was one of the hardest ones for Stuart. It wasn’t that classes were difficult it was being known as ‘the other Stilinski’ whenever he passed one his classmates or teachers. Three months into his education at Beacon Hills High nobody bothered to learn his name. Most of the students and teachers referred to him as Stiles, hey you, or Stilinski. At least Stilinski was half-right.
Stuart sat in lab for science it was a class he isn’t too fond of since their projects were ridiculous and most of the students agreed. He wasn’t fond of looking over samples but he wasn’t the one who wrote up the lesson plans for the year.
When the bell rang he grabbed his stuff and headed out to the hall he pulled his beanie over his head enough that maybe people wouldn’t recognize him or get him confused with his twin but he sincerely doubted it. Stuart grabbed his phone he was thankful that he had at least one friend there. Stuart wasn’t sure if he could survive days at Beacon Hills High if it weren’t for Scott.
( sms. Scott. sent. ) where are you? ( sms. Scott. sent. ) I’m going to scream next time someone calls me Stiles ( sms. Scott. sent. ) can today be over?














