Hey guys, I'm starting up on a NEW story because I'm in love with the chemistry Derek, Scott and Stiles have. I don't own teen wolf, only my story line. This is a love triangle between them. Sciles, Sterek.

WARNINGS: Language, Character Death, slash, mentions of drugs, alcohol, bullying.

Enjoy

A loud noise comes from my alarm clock on my bedside table. Groaning, I sit up and slam my hand down on the annoying thing. Lately school hasn't been in my favor, the jocks pick on me because of my sexuality. Yeah I'm gay and the whole school knows it. I don't have many friends, close to nothing. My mother died when I was younger, and my Dad's been having a hard time bringing me up on his own. I give him the most credit on all of that. I love him. "Stiles hurry up your gonna be late". My dad's voice rings up the stairs. "Yeah I'm up, I'm up". I run into my bathroom and get ready for another day at school. Just putting on some jeans and a plaid shirt and I'm done within a minute. Heading down stairs my father is reading on some criminal files.

"I'm going in my jeep today, I'll see you later". I grab onto my book bag.

"Alight champ, be careful. Don't let them get to you, okay". He claps my shoulder and playfully pushes me out the door. "Get to school". I laugh as I head to my jeep.

The ride to school is short; everyone is outside talking and acting crazy as usual. Walking up to the doors I hear people snicker and I push the nerves back and clutch my book bag strap.

"Hey fag, where you going". I walk swiftly into school and fall in step with the passing teenagers. Shoulders, backs and whatnot bump into me and I fight through the crowded hallway to get to my first class. I'm the last one there and all eyes are on me and sweat works its way down my neck. Laughter comes from one corner; I sit down in the back and keep away from some people. The class starts up and I mostly just keep my head down. The door opens and Mr. Harris stops talking to interrogate the late person.

"Mr. McCall what gives you the right to walk in here late and unexcused". Mr. Harris yells.

"I'm sorry I lost track of time". I look up at the comment. Scott McCall walks towards my row and sits down in front of me. Scott McCall is not so popular but knows quite a few people. He is on the Lacrosse team with me. He's always with his small group of friends. I just watch him and he's a good guy. He turns his head to someone and smiles. Class goes on without any more interruptions.

Lunch finally comes and I head down while people walk down with friends at their sides. They laugh at me and this one guy Isaac bumps into me roughly.

"Watch it punk ass". He walks away without another word.

The cafeteria is full as usual as I step into the lunch line. One of my friends Boyd come and stand next to me.

"Where you been man, I've been looking for you". He throws am arm around my smaller shoulders.

"Being harassed, you know as always. Thanks for asking". I say sarcastically. Boyd gives me a look.

"don't pay attention to them, Stiles come on". I laugh.

"Easier said than done, buddy". He signs then we grab lunch. We sit at an empty table in the middle and start talking about games, food and sports. The jock table is rowdy and out of control and turn away trying not to make myself noticed.

"Why are they always making some type of noise? It's sickening already". I shrug my shoulders at his annoyed question.

"Maybe they have nothing better to do with their lives". He smiles.

"Praise". We both laugh loudly and settle down when eyes focus on us.

I get up to throw my stuff away, It takes me a few steps and I slip on something on the floor and it feels like slow motion as the ground becomes closer and I await my embarrassment. Strong hands pull me up at the last second. They hold me close and I stay motionless at the contact. Looking up I'm meet with warm intense brown eyes. I'm paralyzed at the eye contact with Scott McCall and I find myself feeling a strange feeling. I can't describe it. My stomach drops and my body feels lighter. It's like it's just me and him in this room. His eyes light up, and has a certain look on his face. It makes me melt.

He stands me up and I hold onto his arms for support.

"You're okay". He reassures me quietly. His hands grip me tighter and I stand.

"T..thanks". My voice sounds higher and my fingertips are tingling. He nods his head and looks down at my discarded tray. He bends down and grabs my tray. I grab it and our fingers touch, what is going on right now.

"Stiles, right'. His voice is smooth and I look him over. His short dark brown hair and toned muscled body. He's just a few inches taller than me.

"Yeah, that's me". It's all I can say cause my voice is to shaky for my liking.

"I'll see you around". He smiles and my heart skips a beat.

"Sure anytime". He gives me one last longing look before leaving.

Some people at nearby tables are looking at me no doubt talking about what happen. I head back to Boyd who is grinning widely.

"What was that all about". He teases me.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Nothing happened". He leaves the subject alone. I'm still wondering what happened, I think me and Scott had a moment. I've never talked to the guy, only watched him from a distance once and a while. He never really noticed me so I didn't come in contact with him. It wasn't a simple smile and a quick greeting. It was a beautiful moment that we exchanged.

Once school is over I head over to my jeep and see a group of guys ganging up on one another in a play fight and Scott walks over to his bike and I watch him move about smoothly before riding away. I smile at his back and start up my jeep. Finally, something to look forward to.

I'll be updating every day; I love this paring because of all the chemistry. Sciles in the making, Sterek later. Promise. :)