I know you know I know you

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Team: Weiß (Titanic)
Challenge: Charakterschwäche - Muss das letzte Wort haben - fürs Team
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Charaktere/Pairing: Alisson, Stiles
Kommentar: Ich stelle mir die ganze Zeit vor, wie die Konstellation (Chris, Alisson, Stiles, Noah) auf auf die restlichen Personen in dieser Story wirkt. Die kriegen eine für sie neue kombination Menschen vor die Nase, die auf den ersten Blick anders scheint als es tatsächlich ist. Das durch die Augen eines aufgeschlossenen Jordan oder neugierigen Scott zu betrachten, aber gleichzeiztig alles zu wissen ist echt spannend. *-*



"I'm not starting first day in a new school by arriving in this heap!" How Alisson crossed her arms showed Stiles clear enough her decision was final, but it wouldn't hold him from pouting anyway.
"Oh come on, don't be like this." Automatically his hands startet to motion in unison, as if they wanted to explain the situation by themself in addition to Stiles mouth. "She's a vintage. You love vintage!"
Without any warning his sister flicked the hood open and gestured inside - to a familiar arrey of old parts, rust and duct tape. "Sure, but I don't trust this." Against the following puppy stare, as he calls it, Stiles would probably never find an argument. He just pouted the more.
"Okay, listen Baby Bro: New school, new people. I don't want to be the strange new kid first thing in the morning, just because your beloved car has a malfunction in the driveway and blocks the whole parking lot!" "This was one time…!" Stiles directly interjected, but Alisson just holds up her finger to fokus him again: "Today we will go in my car, check out the newbies, and won't make a mess. and tomorrow we will switch. Okay?"
Stiles watched her hard, not giving away a minimal muscle twitch.
Since Alisson knew this game to well she just countered with an unimpressed raised eye brow.
Stiles stared on…
And moved first.
"Fine!" And coockily crossed his arms as if he just let her win in the most generous gesture ever done by brothers. He could never hold still long.
"But I drive!" He was allready grining again.
"No, you won't." She winked back.
"But it's my turn!"
"Not your car."
"But that's not fair!"
"You agreed."
"But-"

He drove.