I don't own teen wolf. No matter how many times I want it to be true.

Stile was getting out of his high school for the every last time. He finely made it. Twelve long gruesome years he had to listen to teachers telling him that he was not good enough, or smarter than his other peers. Twelve years of people not taking him seriously. Twelve years of people picking on him because he was different then everyone else. But they don't know anything about him. He wasn't dumb and not "good enough", he just preferred to him to himself. He got A's in all of his classes, even through most of the teacher thought that he was cheating somehow they just couldn't get any proof. He got a scholarship to one of the most appointed schools in the United States. People thought he was weird because he was always by himself and would really talk to anyone. Stile like the way things were. He could see all the stuff people were trying to hide. He knew that the student class president was sleeping with her science teacher and math teacher just to get good grades. He knew everything, and he was getting really tired of it. He wanted to have people to hang out with. He couldn't wait to get to get out of his boring same old same old town.

When he got home he went straight to his room and started to pack. He got permission to come to the school early to get a head start on his school work. He liked to get stuff done quick and easy. His dad got off work for a couple weeks to help Stiles get settled in. They put everything in the car and hit the road.

"So are you nervous?" his dad asks as he pulled onto the highway. Stiles turned his head towards him and shrugged.

"I okay…it's just that I'm a little scared that it would be just like it was in high school." His dad nodded as if he understands what Stiles was going through. The next five hours were silent. Neither of them knew what to say to each other, but they were conformable anyways. When they got there it was getting dark. They already knew where Stiles was going to stay for the year. Stiles grabs one of the heaviest box, as he his making ways to the dorm he bumps into some one.

"Watch the hell you were going!" some guy growled.

And all Stiles could to was think was, 'Oh my god'

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