Well, it seems to me that the best relationships, the ones that last are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.

― Gillian Anderson

"Allison, when you said you needed to stop for an errand before we went shopping a five mile hike in the woods was not what I was expecting." Lydia complained and I grinned to myself as another leaf crunched under my boots "She won't make us walk 5 miles" I assured then quickly looked over at Allison with a pleading expression "Right Allison?"

"Right" She agreed readjusting the large black bag she had slung over her shoulder, after both Lydia and I asking what it was and getting vague answers in return we had given up and decided to give up and go along with it "Before I forget Lydia, I wanted to ask if you're okay with something. Jackson asked me to the winter formal." She continued sounding a little pleased with herself, I couldn't figure out why.

"Did he?" Lydia asked sounding off; I couldn't help but think this could be entertaining.

"Huh. Just as friends." Allison added "But I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it first."

"Sure." Lydia nodded, though she sounded like agreeing was the last thing she wanted to do "As long as it's just friends."

"Well yeah" Allison laughed "It's not like I would take him to the coach's office during lacrosse practice to make out with him or anything."

I frowned to myself but realisation hit me "Oh my god" I exclaimed turning to Lydia with an accusatory look "You made out with Scott?"

She shot me an annoyed look "Yeah about that" she started walking faster to catch up with Allison. "Nobody tells me anything around here" I muttered to myself as I hurried to catch up with them.

"Don't worry about it" Allison came to a sudden halt taking her shoulder bag off and dropping it to the ground before bending down and starting to unzip it. "What really?" Lydia asked her tone coloured with disbelief as she stared down at her.

"Yep" she replied "You'll find a way to make it up to me" reaching down into the she pulled out a bow and an arrow.

"That's what you've been carrying?" I asked in slight disbelief as I watched her screw something on the end of the arrow "What does that even do?"

"We're about to find out." She replied pulling back the string with a creaking sound and released, I watched as the arrow hit perfectly in the centre of tree nearby causing a minor explosion to happen. Lydia and I jumped back while Allison just stood there watching it.

"That was unexpectedly interesting" I remarked, not taking my eyes away from the smoking arrow stuck in the tree "What was that?"

"I don't know" Allison murmured, suddenly her head shot up and she began looking around. "Well that was fun!" Lydia input sarcastically "Any more lethal weapons you wanna try out?"

The sounds of leaves crunching as if someone was stepping on them caused us all to fall silent and look around.

"Hold this" Allison murmured thrusting the bow into my hands; I quickly reached out to grab it almost dropping it from how unexpectedly heavy it was.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Lydia called after her as she began walking away from us looking around as she did and I almost laughed at the panic in her voice, Lydia really hated woods even more than me.

"I thought I heard something." Allison replied over her shoulder, while I looked down admiring the bow in my hands it was really was something if I placed it on the ground it would probably come up to my shoulders.

"So what if you heard something?" Lydia retorted talking a step towards her as she continued walking away.

"So I want to find out what that something is. Don't worry. It's probably nothing." Allison looked around a little more and then kept walking. "Well, what if that nothing is something and that something is something dangerous?"

I pressed my lips together so I wouldn't laugh at Lydia's paranoia as I felt my handbag vibrating "Shoot it" Allison told me then disappeared through the trees.

"Hold this" I held out the bow Allison had handed to me to Lydia, who took it giving me a look somewhere between confusion and panic "What why?!" she asked her eyes darting around. "Because" I unzipped my bag and fished my phone out "My phone is ringing" I looked down at the Caller ID.

Stiles, it read I hadn't spoken or heard anything from Stiles since he stood me up the night before, I wasn't super mad about that really I just wanted to know what happened, I smiled slightly to myself and picked it up "Hello" I answered.

"Hey, Cal-Callie hi what's up?" He stammered out speaking so quickly I had to strain to keep up, he took a breath then added more calmly "It's Stiles."

"I know I have caller ID" My voice sounded blunter than I meant to and I walked away from Lydia a little knowing that was she was eavesdropping.

He let out a shaky laugh and I instantly felt bad "Y-yeah right obviously" he cleared his throat "So uh about last night" he began but I cut him off "Did you get sick?" I asked raising my eyebrows even though he couldn't see me.

"Uh no-no nothing like that" I frowned to myself Stiles' stuttered a few times every conversation but not this much "Something came up, I'm sorry"

"Something came up" I repeated cynically turning to back to see Lydia had occupied herself by frowning at the bow and turning it over in her hands.

Stiles sighed into the line as I turned away from Lydia again "I know it sounds like crap" He admitted "But I need you to trust me."

"I do trust you" I said before I could think about stopping myself "I mean" I quickly covered letting out a faux dramatic sigh "I suppose I can forgive you this once" I teased in an airy voice.

He starting laughing little and the sound made me join in for a few moments. "I'll make it up to you" He suddenly declared once we'd stopped laughing "How about tonight?"

"Tonight's the party" I reminded him of the thing Lydia had been mentioning all morning, I think I had figured out why Lydia wanted to go so much, the entire lacrosse team was invited meaning Jackson would be there and I think she wanted to show him how much fun she was having without him.

"I know, let's go together I'll pick you up" He offered talking faster than normal again, a smile crept onto my face "Yeah okay" I agreed kicking some leaves with my foot.

"Wait really?" He asked sounding deadly serious and I laughed slightly "Yes really."

I heard a chair squeak in the background at his end sounding like he had stood up really quickly "Okay cool see you at eight" My smile grew at his enthusiastic tone "Bye" I said ending the call with a wide smile and I turned back to Lydia feeling a whole lot better about going shopping.

I was ready for the party a little early so I decided to watch some television while waiting for Stiles as I past the kitchen and glanced in I stopped in my tracks backing up a little "Are you cooking?" I asked in an incredulous voice.

"I'm trying to, it's harder than it looks" Mom said in annoyed voice as she turned around, her face brightened when she saw me "You look nice" she said "Have fun and drive safe in the dark" she instructed frowning down at her cooking book.

"I'm not driving" I informed her looking at my phone to check the time, 7:55.

She raised her eyebrows and looked and me again "Stiles' is picking me up" I elaborated putting my phone in my purse and eyeing what looked like lasagne. "Oh" She said with a smile in her voice "Well have fun on your date."

My eyes snapped towards her "It is not a date" I corrected quickly "We're just hanging out at party"

"Okay" She said though she still had an annoying smile on her face, I opened my mouth to argue that again it wasn't a date when the doorbell rang.

My mom took her apron off and threw it on the counter "I'm getting it" She exclaimed "I want to meet him" as she dashed out of the kitchen. I rolled my eyed slightly sometimes I wondered if my mother had ever actually grown up. I went after her when I realised she was probably going to embarrass me.

As I approached the door I heard Stiles saying "You must be Mrs. Winters, I'm Stiles"

"I've heard so much about you Stiles" She greeted back in an excited voice shaking his hand.

"She hasn't" I quickly stepped out from behind where my mom was holding the door open "heard that much" I finished looking at him with an embarrassed smile. His honey coloured eyes moved to me as soon as he had heard me speak and he stared at me, his mouth falling open a little.

"What is it too much?" I asked looking down at my dress anxiously, I had brought the dress I was wearing with Lydia and Allison today, it was black and okay it was pretty tight but I liked it. Stiles quickly shook his head vigorously "No-no, its great" he said his eyes flickering down my body and then back up again. I had always forgotten about my mom being there until she made an aww sound quietly under her breath.

"Let's go then" I said loudly hoping Stiles hadn't heard her "Bye mom good luck with your cooking"

"It was nice to meet you" Stiles put in as he started walking down the driveway. "He's adorable" My mom muttered to me quietly and my only answer was to roll my eyes and follow him down the driveway.

"Is that your car?" I asked as we made our way towards a blue jeep. "Yeah" He rubbed the back of his neck "It's kind of a piece of crap"

I shook my head looking at the jeep with a smile on my face "No I like it" I said approaching the car with a grin.

The car ride to Noah's party had been interesting in itself, I turned on the radio to have Taylor Swift blast through the speakers after a few moments of awkward silence from us, we both starting to sing along which ended in me almost crying of laughter while watching Stiles sing along to blank space.

We could already hear the bass coming from Noah's house as we walked up his enormous driveway when we reached the front door; I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

A few moments the door swung open and the music grew dramatically louder. "Winters!" Noah exclaimed, surprising me by pulling me into a quick hug "You made it." Even I had to admit Noah Walker was pretty hot.

"Yeah hey" I attempted being as enthusiastic as he was, Noah looked over at Stiles "Hey Bilinski" he greeted and I frowned slightly as Stiles put in, in an annoyed voice "Its Stilinski."

"Sorry man" Noah stepped aside with a wide grin "Come on in" he said focusing his attention on me again.

I gave Stiles a look then walked inside to see your typical high school party, people were laughing, smoking, kissing and the entire place smelt of booze.

"I'll grab us some drinks" Noah disappeared into the kitchen before I could stop him. "We don't have to stay for that long" I told Stiles as we walked through the crowd, the music was getting even louder and I started to yell a little "Just so Lydia sees I showed up."

Stiles laughed then looked around and pointed in a direction "I doubt she'll even notice."

I followed to where he was pointing to see Lydia making out with a senior against the wall. I giggled "At least she's having a good time." I amended.

The song changed suddenly and I gasped causing Stiles to look at me questioningly "I love this song!" I cried and then grabbed onto his arm "Come dance with me?" I asked pouting at him slightly. He stared down at me for a few moments then shook his head "No you definitely don't want to see that" he said letting out an awkward laugh.

"Oh come on" I said pleadingly letting go of his arm. "Trust me Callie I don't dance in public" He said looking around awkwardly. "Fine" I allowed though I really wanted to dance. "This song is sick" Noah re-joined us with drinks in his hands and I think Noah language for he liked the song as well. "I know right" I agreed with a wide grin.

"Well hey" Noah put the drinks down on a table behind us and spread out his arms "Let's dance"

"Let's do it" I agreed taking one of his hands and letting him pull me away to the dance floor "I'll be right back" I called over my shoulder to Stiles, who was awkwardly left standing by the table.

I had to admit Noah was a good dancer, maybe a little grabby but I didn't really mind because we were just dancing, I looked around towards the end of the song and was surprised to see Stiles wasn't standing alone anymore, he was joined by Becky something in our grade and seemed to be talking and getting along with her, I frowned to myself watching them while simultaneously dancing with Noah. Becky was one of those girls who didn't even have to try and she still looked gorgeous yet would never think she looked anything like she did and she was smart I'm pretty sure she got As in like every class.

I scowled to myself and looked at the floor, she was practically perfect for him she would understand what he was talking about when he started going on about chemistry.

"Hey you okay?" Noah yelled over the music obviously he had noticed my sour look, I stopped dancing "I need a drink" I yelled back and he nodded and started walking towards the drinks table while I followed throwing not so subtle glances at Stiles and Becky.

"What's in this? "I asked Noah as he handed me a cup filled with red liquid, he wasn't listening though he was too busy doing that weird hug that guys do where they shake hands then slap each other's backs, I shrugged deciding I didn't actually care tonight and started chugging it down ignoring the taste. Over the music I heard something smash and Noah swore under his breath and quickly went in that direction. I shrugged and filled up my cup with some soda and poured in some vodka, then made a face and poured some more in.

"I see that sober thing is over California" Danny stumbled over the drinks table grabbing another cup "Cheers to that" he grinned holding out his cup, I smiled back slightly crashing our cups together then chugged some of mine.

I looked back at Stiles and Becky and scowled again, she was touching his arm and laughing about something. If Becky was so perfect for him why did I feel so horrible about it?

I looked away at the exact moment Stiles looked right at me; I smirked at Danny "Another" I demanded.

Lydia and I were dancing on a table, extremely drunk and extremely provocatively, I giggled and spun in a few circles then stumbled a little wishing I hadn't, my head was spinning and my grip on reality was slipping.

I practically fell off the table "I don't feel well" I muttered to no one in particular as the room span before me, I would've fallen over if a pair of arms hadn't caught me "Nice table dancing" A voice muttered and I looked to see who was holding me up.

"Stiles!" I squealed almost falling over again just trying to hug him and the best part was I couldn't see Becky anywhere. "Okay" He said in a slow and clear voice "I'm going to take you home now yeah?"

I giggled though nothing was funny "Okay" I agreed as he hooked my arm around his shoulder and started half carrying me out towards his jeep. Though I had to have some help getting in and bucking my seatbelt I got there in the end.

"You're nice" I stated slowly, resting my head on the seat but angling myself towards him. He chuckled though I think it was sarcastic "I know I'm freaking amazing, you owe me for this"

I closed my eyes for a few moments trying to stop the awful spinning but opened them again and looked over at him, he was focusing on the road when I spoke "So Becky what's her face huh?" I giggled and kept staring over at him.

"Masters" He corrected glancing over at me for just a moment before looking at the road again "Its Becky Masters, she's nice" He added.

"She's perfect for you" I mumbled quietly, looking down at my lap. "Speak up Callie" He said and it sounded like he was smiling slightly "I can't hear you"

"Nothing" I grinned looking back up at him again "I like you" I slurred out pointing my finger in his direction. He chuckled looking at me again "I like you too Callie"

I giggled and slumped back in my chair "You make me feel happy" I said quietly though I was grinning from ear to ear, if I was in my right mind I wouldn't of continued on, but I wasn't so I did plus I got very honest when I was drunk, I couldn't help it, it was like everything I thought came spilling out of my mouth "You're just like so good, I like you" I slurred looking out the windshield while Stiles looked over at me as we pulled up in front of my house.

I gestured with my hands for him to lean in and he obliged smiling slightly at my idiocy "I think we should make out" I whispered my words slurring together so I barely understood them myself. Stiles stared at me open mouthed and speechless then seemed to pull himself together, he cleared his throat "You're drunk" He said looking towards the windshield on his car looking incredibly annoyed.

I giggled "See you later babe" I slurred before successfully unbuckling myself and getting down from his car one heel at a time, I didn't look back as I stumbled up my driveway humming Taylor Swift to myself blissfully.

I felt like the quote at the top really fit Callie and Stiles.

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