Lord of the Grove (Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles)

Stiles turned toward the feminine voice with a look of surprise. There was a girl talking to him. Voluntarily. He was kinda staring a little, but it only made her smile wider. He ducked his head as a blush spread across his face. “Um, no, not really. There’s Scott over…” He raised his head to point out Scott but Scott was nowhere to be seen. They were supposed to meet up with Allison and Lydia at some point so no doubt Scott had found them and was sequestered somewhere with his girlfriend. “Um, somewhere. I don’t know.”

The girl smiled. “Do you want another drink?” She tapped the top of his empty cup. “I make a mean mixed drink.”

Stiles smiled shyly. “I’ve got enough mean in my life. How about a genial mixed drink?”

She laughed. Stiles was a little bit amazed. He wasn’t used to making girls laugh, at least not at his jokes. Lydia laughed at him all the time, but that was a little different.

“I’m Cassie, by the way,” she said as she took the cup from his hand. “Be right back.”

Stiles watched her slip through the crowd into the kitchen with a slack jaw. He had to tell Scott, right away. He pulled out his phone and tapped out a quick message – A girl talked to me! Voluntarily! – before shoving his phone back in his pocket and trying to look chill while he waited. Cassie returned a few minutes later with two cups of what looked like Coke and something. He took a sip of his drink and smiled.

“This is good,” he said, and it was true. He could barely taste the alcohol in it, which made it actually drinkable. Whenever he tried mixing a Rum and Coke, it always came out like shit. “I’m Stiles, by the way.”

Cassie smiled back at him. “Told you I was good.” She sipped at her own drink. “So you live in town?”

Stiles nodded. “Yeah. I go to Beacon Hills High. You?”

“Devenford Prep. Any sign of your friend? Scott, wasn’t it?”