Everything seemed surreal

For the first time in goodness knew how long, things were normal. Well, as normal as things in beacon hills could be.

For the first time since I'd been bitten, there were no unforseen forces lurking around every corner. To say I wasnt use to having down time would be the understatement of the century.

I looked at the clock on my bedside table and sighed at the time. I knew if I didn't get up now, I'd be way too tempted to go back to sleep.

With another sigh and as much will power as I could muster for 7am, I hauled myself out of bed and started toward the bathroom.

As far as showers went, this one far too short, but thats what happened when you hit the snozze button multiple times. I climed out and toweled off before walking back into my room to dress. Not seconds after I'd pulled my last shoe on did the familiar sound of stiles' footfalls echo up my front steps and through the door.

"Scott, hurry up!" he called as he made his way up the steps toward my room.

I smiled before darting behind my door in wait.

"Scott?" he called from the doorway before stepping further into the room.

"Scotty?" he called again, heading toward the bathroom and fully turning his back to me. I seized my oppurtunity and came up behind him.

"Sco-

I didnt give him a chance to finish before I grabbed him by the waist and roared for all I was worth.

"holy fuck shit," he screamed before falling to the ground in a mess of limbs. Laughter echoed off the walls and it was all I could do not to fall on the floor with him.

"God Scott, what are you trying to do, kill me?"

I continued to chuckle before offering him a hand up.

"sorry dude, I couldn't resist. "

"ha ha ha." he mocked before trying to swat me on the back of the head. He was far to slow and I dodged the blow with ease. He rolled his eyes hard before hitching his bag higher on his shoulder and plopping down on my bed.

"whats got you so chipper?" he asked, a light hearted tone spreading through his voice replaceing the contempt that had been there mere seconds before.

I shrugged, giving him a light smile before turning to grab my bag and jacket from the floor

He snorted.

"well whatever it is, could you tell it to not scare ten years off my life please?"

"yeah yeah." I said before giving him a nudge and walking toward the door.

I walked into the kitchen hoping to grab something to eat only to come face to face with my father.

"hey scott do you guys have pop tarts?" Stiles asked from behind me before coming to a stop when my dad came into view.

"ooo, awkward father son showdown." he gave my shoulder a slap, and wished me luck before turnimg toward the door to make a hasty exit.

I rolled my eyes and mentally cursed stiles for leaving me with my father.i ducked past him in one swift movement, heading toward the fridge and hoping upon hope I could find what I wanted with ease. Fate, it would seemwasn't keen on giving me any breaks today.

"I was hoping that we could talk scotty."

My temper flared and I swallowed a growl that threatened to make its way up my throat.

"Don't call me scotty, only my loved ones can call me that!"

I looked him right in the eye as I said it. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that my words cut deep and for that I was glad. I turned away from him again, grabbed the entire box of pop tarts from the pantry and got the hell out of dodge.

I hopped into stiles' jeep and we were off. The silence was more than a little awkward and even though I knew Stiles was itching to speak he simply munched in his pop tart and never said a word; for that i was grateful. I knew that he was going to ask me about my dad eventually but even now, I wasnt ready to talk about it. Not yet anyway.

We finally made it to school and i was just about to head to my locker when i was pulled into a wordless hug. I hadn't expected it and to say I was surprised would be the understatement of the century; but there, in my best friends embrace, I was safe for the evils of the world and for too many seconds I just hugged him.

After what could have been eons, we parted. He patted me on the back and we walked into school in comfortable silence

We made it to our lockers in record time and I had just about finished grabbing my things for class when a familiar scent, that had me all smiles, caught my attention.

"Hey Allison." I chuckled before turning around to see her frozen in a vogue pose causing me to laugh harder still. Isaac and Lydia were close on her heel, both seeming to be enthralled in a conversation about their 3rd period french test.

I gave allison a quick hug before gathering my things and heading toward my first class.

"So- she said loud enough to to pull Lydia and Isaac from their conversation and Stiles from whatever funny tumblr post he was reading.

"-are we all still on for the movies tonight?"

Stiles gave a dismissive yes before turning back to his phone and mumbling something about fandoms.

"I'm game- Lydia started. "but can we see a movie that doesn't involve supernatural beasties, I think I've had enough of them for a while. No offense."

Isaac gave a nonchalant chuckle before agreeing with her.

"what about you, Scott?"

I smiled. "I'm up for it."

She returned my smile with gusto before heading off toward her first class.

"8 oclock at the movieplex, be there of be square." she called before turning around fully and disappearing around a corner.

"who came up with that expression anyhow, wouldn't a better saying be, be there of get left behind?"

Everyone turned and looked at Stiles who proceeded to give his best look of confusion.

"boys." Lydia snorted before heading in the same direction as Allison leaving Stiles, Isaac and I to journey to our first class.

I smiled as the plans of tonight sunk in. A night of pack time was just what I needed to remove the taint that was my father from my mind. With new hope for the day, I headed into class ready to learn. Or pretend to learn as the case often was in junior english.