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  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    Stiles's policy is that if something lucky happens to him more than once, it has to be more than coincidence. But what he can't see, however, is that perhaps a dog might be more intuitive than him.

    Wolf!Derek and Laura is alive. Based off of the prompt: I think your dog is my lucky charm.

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    “So I’m doing my senior psych thesis on friendships,” Erica says, not-so-accidentally elbowing Derek in the ribs as she turns to face Stiles. “How they develop, how intimacy is fostered, stuff like that.”

    “That’s cool,” Stiles says agreeably. “What’s our part?”

    “Well, I can’t really tell you the point because that would influence the results. But it’s a set of 36 questions that you have to ask each other.”

    “Just the two of us?” Derek chimes in, finally, and Stiles sighs.

    “Okay, dude,” he says, making a face, “could you try not to look quite so offended? Like, my ego’s pretty strong, but come on, man.”

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    It’s still preseason, sure, but he needs to be practicing. He led the team to the State semifinals last year, and he’s determined to not only make it to the finals this year, but to win the title. He should be on the field right now, practicing his play calls and prepping for next week’s season opener against Saint Pius.

    And he can’t do that if he’s wasting his time in detention with these losers. There are a couple of burnouts lazing over some seats by the window, one kid with his face on a desk, hood over his head, and a few Goth kids are sitting in the back corner, looking surly and morose. Maybe you wouldn’t be so miserable if you didn’t listen to such shitty music, he thinks, turning towards his usual seat in the back of the room.

    He pauses for the briefest of moments when he sees who’s already sitting there, in the second-to-last row, black-clad limbs spread out, acoustic guitar in his lap, long fingers casually plucking at the strings.

    Stiles Stilinski.

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  5. Public Bookmark 16

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    The world had ended a couple of years ago, atleast, it felt that way... but there were rumors, rumors about these... places... called Havens, where supposedly you could be safe from The Dead, safe from scavengers and dictators and everything else, Stiles wasn't sure if he believed they existed... until he met Derek

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