indecentdrawer:

“There was a rock,” Derek says, putting on a cool face even though his cheeks and ears are burning.

“A rock,” Boyd says. “Because there’s a ton of rocks to trip over in a high school hallway.”

“A book,” Derek amends. Down the hall, Stiles says “ayyyy” again and Derek’s head whips around to look.

He trips again, this time dropping his notebooks and binder on his own feet, and Boyd rolls his eyes. (by sheepnamedpig)

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