Chapter 6 Part 1

A month flew by without Stiles even realizing it. A lot had happened in the past month, school was easy, some what, since he had more than one friend to talk to now! The only bad thing that has happened so far was Jackson transferring over to his class, yucks-ville! He enjoyed talking with Joshua and Allison a lot more now, and since he talked to Allison a bit more Scott was always around, again which made Stiles want to gorge his eyes out when he would watch them make out, but as long as his best friend was happy right...?

Work was amazing, simply put, Allison was not only really good at remembering faces, but she even came up a few tricks herself with the horrid line they would get in the morning rush hour. Stiles never really thought past what he was told because as soon as he did he was off in another world. When he had a day off from school, or was forced to ditch, instead of brewing 3 pots of coffee in the morning, and having a line of frustrated customers' Allison suggested they'd take down the "usual's" names down and their regular coffee order so it could be ready by the time they got there. This helped A LOT, not only was there a massive difference on how much shorter the line was the next time they tried this tactic the next morning shift they had together, but they also made much better tips, Stiles liked tips, a lot.

Before he knew it lunch wasn't as bad either, he officially was cool, so he thought, because he had four different groups to sit with, four read'm and weep. He would normally force himself to sit with his best friend, and his new best friend. But as much as he loved watching his friends making out, he didn't. So when he didn't feel up for the task he would sit with "The Heather's" as Eric and Joshua liked calling one another, apparently that was a thing? "Heather it's Heather's turn to talk" Joshua would say to Eric who would laugh and reply with something like...

"Oh, but Heather she's not a Heather anymore, she was demoted to a Stacy, SUCH a Stacy!" and both of them would look at their other friend, Anthony who never gave them any mind. He was a very quiet person, head always in some dark and eerie book, once Stiles saw him reading a book on necromancy, talk about creepy.

When he had balls, he sat with his Lacrosse team, if he wasn't dying from the deprivation of Lydia's attention, who was only one person away normally. Her eyes, hands, and body were normally always plastered all over Jackson, as if he was something loveable.

'I'm loveable, very loveable why doesn't she just give me a chance' Stiles would think to himself as he would bite on random things around him to ease him from his own misery of watching Lydia all over Jackson. He would bite the tips of erasers, tips of a pens, his string from his sweaters, anything he could use as a "release" from his anger and resentment towards the blonde beauty, Jackson.

'Why couldn't I be born like that, not pale, skinny, and covered with so many freckles.' Stiles would ask himself as he caught himself almost in a trans, staring at Derek in the lunch room ,when he wasn't sitting in front of him.

Truth be told, he had caught himself "checking up", like he liked to call it, on Derek, jealous and a tad bit envious of his good lucks, and how girls basically threw themselves at him, but swatted them away. He was jealous only of Derek's looks, not because random girls would touch him, or sit next to him, or in his spot when he sat with Derek. No, never that.

Now when he did sit with Derek Hale, things were different. Slowly but surely he actually grew fond of Derek, and his anti-social ways. Stiles could talk about anything he wanted and he knew Derek would never respond, or repeat, unless it was a question pertaining to whatever book he was reading at the time then he would look at Stiles, glower a bit and then go back to reading. Stiles learned Derek's lingo real quick.

One grunt ment "fuck it" a grunt longer then four seconds ment "i'm trying to concrate, shut up!" And what Stiles liked to call the "Sour wolf" stage was the stage Stiles tried to avoid with all his might, Derek was too much in this state.

The story behind "Sour wolf" was a rather funny one, or so Stiles thought! Stiles had bought sour patch kids one day during lunch and was excited about eating them, when he knew all to well that if he did he would have energy for about seven people, but why let that stop him. It was one of those days where he just didn't want to sit anywhere with to much conversation happening, he wanted to enjoy his sugary treat, so of course he sat next to his good old buddy Derek.

Stiles decided he didn't want lunch that day, most of that day he spent snacking because of Joshua and Allison. While Allison and Stiles worked, Joshua read a book, and seeing him doing something that wasn't over the top gay was, interesting to say the least. Once their shift was over they all went to a corner store and bought snacks, and Joshua taught them how to "re-enter" the school, it was such a rush being so bad, Stiles thought and snacking on brownies and Nutty Butty's wasn't helping him control his nerves any better.

Stiles sat down, and opened the bag of sour treats, Derek's nose twitched at the smell, and Stiles figured it was the best time to start a conversation with him.

"Would you like one?" Stiles asked with a huge, bright, smile smacked over his face while chewing the sour candy, making his smile creep up even more.

Derek, of course not aware that there was such a thing as talking, grunted once, extended his hand his palm open, waiting for Stiles to give him a decent amount, but only received one, just like Stiles had stated.

"Just one?" Derek asked giving a sharp glare at Stile, who was basically bouncing out of his seat ready to bust out laughing at the expression on Derek's face, his thick black eyebrows looked like they were intertwined almost knitted together!

"That's all i offered you, wasn't it?" Stiles said throwing a few more of the sour candies in his mouth waiting for something amazing to happen, and the fact that Derek spoke was brownie points.

"Normally you'd-" Derek stopped himself before rolling his eyes and threw the sour patch kid behind him, having a few of his "fan girls" like Stiles like to consider them, go lunging after it like savages.

"Hey! That was a waste of a sour patch, why did you..." Stiles started but was cut off by Derek

"Well you're a waste of space"

'Ouch!' Stiles thought to himself, a direct blow to his self esteem

"Fight for it if you like" with that Derek looked at him a sly grin on his face jerking his head behind him towards the savage girl who nearly were in a all out drawl for one piece of candy, one piece. Stiles rose his finger up trying to think of something witty to say back, but couldn't.

'Thanks brain when i need you to make a witty comeback you don't have one.' Stiles thought to himself, he closed his mouth.

"Whatever not like it matters to me, your just a sour wolf, that's it." Stiles said in a matter of factly tone.

"What did you say?" Stiles was impressed at the amount of conversation he was making with the dark haired teenager.

"Was that too cute for you, sour wolfy, aww poor baby did your mom not-" Stiles was in the middle of teasing Derek he didn't realized that Derek's blue, cold, eyes were glaring at him, it was more than a glare like that one time at the coffee shop, he over stepped a boundary with Derek, and he wasn't safe.

"I'm going to go" Stiles said as he tried to contain his fear, but he knew Derek could see it all over him. Stiles didn't have a tray that day, thank the lord because when Stiles turned back Derek's eyes were still fixed on him as if he was planning on how to kill him, and with that thought Stiles got goose bumbs all over. That was a good joke gone bad story, but Stiles still found the whole sour wolf thing kinda funny...and maybe kinda cute...maybe!

A few other times he sat next to Derek he would try to keep his mouth shut but it would always get so quiet, so Stiles would talk for the both of them. Stiles would talk about the things that would happen in class, what he did over the weekend, his favorite classes, favorite games and music and the such. Stiles also could swear that he saw Derek slightly nod at a few of the bands he announced.

Stiles wasn't sure what it was about Derek but he felt...safe, and comfortable. How weird how a month and a half can change everything!

It was mid October and during homeroom there was a announcement about a up coming dance called "Night Under The Stars" the teacher, who Stiles never paid enough attention to to get his name, asked who would be interested in working on it and Stiles looked around and Joshua, Eric, Lydia, Allison and of course Scott raised their hands, Scott only did it because of Allison of course, ugh.

"Girl come on it'll be so much fun, please!" Joshua said over to Anthony who was reading a book with the grim reaper as its cover called "Idea's, Thoughts, and Encounters with Death itself" Stiles wasn't sure how Anthony and Joshua were friends they were so opposite.

"Girl I don't want too, I told you yes-" Anthony was interrupted by Eric

"Come on just do it, lets just be girl friends and do it" Eric said with a sly smile over his face as he turned around to look at Anthony who only rolled his eyes at Eric's suggestion.

"I'm not a girl, i'm a boy first off and secondly i said" Anthony was cut off again this time Joshua cut in

"He's doing it, mark him down!" Joshua said as he pulled out a compact, double sided, mirror opening it and pulling out a eyeliner pencil, and started going over the cat eye he already had, why Stiles thought to himself he wasn't sure, it looked fine to him.

Anthony made a very sour face, almost like Derek's but not as mean and hateful. Thinking about it he was surprised Derek and Anthony weren't friends all they did was read in the back of the class and tune out the rest of the world, but then again neither of them really spoke much.

"I need two more people for the prep team" the teacher said dully, not really caring about the whole thing.

"Fine ill just draw from this hat, which has all of your names in it, let's see who is our first lucky contestant" the teacher said as he shoved his hand in the rather small black cap and pulled out a name.

"Mr. Hale"

Derek shut his book and glared at the teacher, who drew another name out not paying any attention to Derek's sign of disapproval.

"And Ja-" The teacher didn't get to finish the name Stiles shot out of his seat his hand in the air as well.

"I volunteer" everyone was giggling, and that made Stiles flush red, who was he Katniss Everden? Stiles flushed even more at the idea of him with a long braid, and a bow and arrow.

The bell rang and everyone got up, besides the people that had said they were going to join the prep team.

Stiles turned back and saw Derek red in the face, trying to focus his attention on the book, but was failing. Joshua and Anthony were talking Joshua whispered a few thing in Anthony's ear that changed the boys expression, he quickly looked over to Stiles and then to Derek, and whispered something back to Joshua. Stiles tried not to make to much of a big deal out of that but when he over heard Eric ask what they were talking about and Joshua responded with "About that"

'That, what was that?" Stiles wanted to know, why did Anthony look at him like that, why did he look over to Derek, did they think I like him, oh no that's not gonna happen, oh my god what is Eric saying now"

Stiles ran his hand over his scalp, not much hair to run his fingers through. He saw Eric whisper something to Lydia who told Allison, who apparently couldn't tell Scott what it was.

'Smart move missy, smart move' Stiles thought to himself, as his best friend made a expression that reminded him of a kicked puppy.

'This was serious' Stiles thought to himself, turning his head from the mob of giggling "girls" and then to Derek who looked even more irritated as he looked over at the group, who were just smirking at him.

It was Joshua who got up and told, not asked, Stiles to come to the bathroom with him. He dragged him out of the classroom and the group broke out in whispers, Stiles blushed a bit wondering what he was going to ask him.

As soon as they got into the bath room, Joshua pulled out his phone and started talking pictures of himself, and Stiles in the background.

"So Stiles, what's the T?" Joshua asked while making weird faces for the pictures.

"What's the who?"Stiles must have looked as lost as he sounded because Joshua stopped taking pictures and rolled his eyes.

"The T?" Joshua asked as if he understood the lingo him and Eric always used, but he didn't.

"You know the talk, whats the T, talk about gay, not even knowing that!" Joshua said as eye rolled his eyes dramatically.

"Well is there any talk?" Stiles asked kind of scared of what the answer would be.

"So I heard from one of my sources that Derek is "under cover" " Joshua said with air quotations.

"He's what?" Stiles said shocked, he never would have taken Derek for someone who liked...guys.

"Yup and get this, apparently you're the only one he will even speak a word too!" Joshua said with a mind boggled look on his face. "Why he would is my question though" Joshua said looking Stiles up and down, rolling his eyes again.

"Well I wouldn't even consider us friends or anything because he never speaks, all he does is grunt, and read books on werewolves. I mean come on who reads about were wolves anymore, and all he every gets is that nasty Salisbury stake, and cuts it into twelve parts, I would know ive counted a fair share of times when i run out of things to talk about. He never talks to any of the girls that hit on him, and the few that have tried to talk to me he shoo's them away like i don't have a say in the matter. He must think since he has such a nice jaw line, and pretty blue eyes and has this little mystery thing going on he's some hot shit, but he's so not, he's such a sour wolf."

Stiles' mouth was running 100 miles per hour but when Stiles caught up to himself he realized he may have said a bit to...much...

Joshua was smirking so evilly it was actually a bit scary, Joshua patted him on the shoulder before walking back to the classroom.

"That's all i needed to know, to confirm the groups suspicion on the matter, you do have a crush on him." With that Joshua spun around giddy, and left the bathroom not even waiting for Stiles.

"Shit" Stiles' said to himself in a low voice, he was fucked and he knew it. Joshua and his gang all thought Derek liked him, but why didn't Stiles see it?

'This whole "Night Under The Stars" shit was going ruin Stiles life, he knew it.

A/N ;; We are SOOOOO sorry we haven't posted anything lately! We have been in a lot of other things recently! Very busy! VERY busy! We have so many ideas we just need to push past these next few chapters and then BAM shit will get REAL! :D we have everything planned out! Blahh just the chapters before everything! We had expected this chapter to be a tad bit longer, but we needed to post something, we feel awful!

Very VERY soon be expecting a taste of Sterek ;) JUST SAYING!

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