Summer’s friends are clearly used to her behaviour, and simply introduce themselves to Stiles and add him to the board. There’s no one in the lane right next to them, and it seems almost pointed the way Summer is the one who ends up occupying one of the chairs at the ball return, and the pair of seats perpendicular seems to be constantly full of girl or stuff, leaving no space for Stiles to sit there.
None of them are particularly spectacular bowlers, and it takes a game or so for Summer to get warmed up enough to stop putting the ball down one or the other gutter every third time she’s up. Beth clearly thinks she’s being helpful when she encourages Stiles to go help Summer improve her posture. It’s probably fortunate for all of them that Summer doesn’t hear her; she’s too busy swearing at the single pin left standing in the center of the lane.
Stiles isn’t any better at bowling than the girls, it seems; he’s jittery, prone to making sudden motions that send his bowling balls going in directions he most sincerely didn’t intend. The teenager seems more on edge after the issue with Jesse, a little owl-eyed at everything even if he wouldn’t normally be. He sits in one of the chairs at the ball return in lieu of anywhere else to sit, but he seems to go out of his way not to touch Summer, maybe out of a sense of respect, or jitteriness.
His honey-colored eyes drag up to Beth and for a second Stiles opens and closes his mouth randomly, a little intimidated. A second later he mutters, voice awkwardly strained, “Uh, I dunno, I’m not exactly the most…posture-perfect…I’m not doing a whole lot better…”
Beth shrugs in a ‘just trying to help’ kind of way and takes her turn, scoring a strike. Summer comes back and perches on the edge of the seat, just as careful as Stiles not to touch, although she’s casual and easy with the other two. She does nudge him conspiratorially, though, this time, and points to the scoreboard.
“You can change people’s names on the board here,” she whispers, and does just that, changing everyone’s but hers. She just makes Stiles’ his last name, but puts something goofy for the other two, some kind of inside joke obviously known only to the three of them. It’s pretty clear they’re very close, but Summer somehow still seems a little on the outside.
“I thought you were going to bring some of your friends?”