Obsessed

A little crush

Stiles's pov:

Two weeks...it has been two weeks since we last came back with a new kid. It's been too quiet...alsmost like Monroe all of a sudden decided to
take a vacation from trying to murder innocent kids. Too quiet for my liking, but there is nothing we can do now. So i have been spending most
of my days helping Scott and Derek teach some of the kids how to controle their powers, or done some reasearch in the Bestiary because we
are still trying to find out what some of those kids are exactly. Monroe and her Mann still haven't figured out where we are, so keeping quiet
for now maybe isn't such a bad idea. But it just feels wrong, like Monroe is planning something.

I'm sitting at the table with Lydia trying to find out why Brandon has a vorked tail, when Ella says in a way too hightpitched sweet voice
"Hey Stiles". When i look up, she bats her eyelashes and smiles at me while she walks past. "UHGG!! She just doesn't give up does she?"
Lydia says looking angry after Ella.  In the past week it has become quite clear that Ella has developed a little crush on me. I don't really
mind that much as long as she doesn't try anything. I mean i've been there..i know you can't exactly help who you get a crush on.
But Lydia seems to take it quite personally. She just gets so tense and irritated as soon as Ella is anywhere near me.

I hate to admit it, but jealous Lydia is actually pretty damn hot. Last week i was helping to teach the groupe how to lower their heartrate
by repeating the mantra, when Ella came to ask me something and stroked my arm. I hadn't figured out she had a crush on me then, but i found
it pretty odd. So i said "what are you doing?" while pulling my arm away. But before she could anwser Lydia came up out of nowhere, grabed her
arm and yelled at her.

FLASHBACK:
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"That's it!! i have had enough!! i have been watching and trying to keep my cool for a week now and i'm done watching you trying to flirt
with, and get your hands all over MY BOYFRIEND!! So you better keep your claws to yourself from now on SWEETHEART!!" Lydia yells.
HOLY SHIT....i have never seen Lydia so mad...and it's fucking hot..She is completely red in the face and panting. Knowing that she
is ready to kill Ella just because she put her hand on my arm is the sexyest thing ever. Holy crap!!

"OH? and why is that? HONEY?" the little blond has the audacity to say. "Because MISSY!! beeing the one always finding the dead body's
also kind of makes me an expert on knowing exactly where to HIDE one without anyone finding it now doesn't it?" Lydia says with
a sassy aditude. SHIT... and i thought that i could not want that girl any more than i already did....damn was i wrong!!
"And wat could YOU do? huh? I'M a werewolf ..all YOU can do is scream." Ella replies.
"Yeah..your a werewolf..one that has so much controle that you couldn't even point your claw at me right now even if your life depanded on it...
And let me tell you this, you little imbeciel...I have litterally shatterd a mann's scull and put a gaping whole through his brain by
'just screaming' at him." Lydia tells her with little airquotes.
Ella turns a little pale at that. "Okay okay...fine ..i'm sorry.." she says back with an aditude before she storms off.

Lydia turns towards me. "AND YOU!!" she yells and points her finger at me "WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO NOTHING ABOUT IT?"
I put my hands up in surrender and take a step back. "Wow Wow Wow...calm down...i didn't even know she was trying to flirt with me...
I swear!!" i tell her. "OH COME ON!!IT IS SO OBVIOUS!! THAT GIRL HAS THE BIGGEST CRUSH ON YOU SINCE THE INVENTION OF CRUSHES!!" she yells back.
"...You know i'm always kind of oblivious to those kind of things." i say laughing a little nervous laugh, trying to defent myself.
She softens her face a little and lets out a deep breath while she walks towards me and pulls me to her. "I know..i'm sorry..she just makes my
blood boil." she says with her head on my chest. I putt my arm around her waist, stroke her hair with the other hand and give her a little kiss on the head.