Hey everyone, Jarjarblinx1 here! Alright, so before we get into this, I have to remind everyone that this is AU times 1000! It has elements of the current and previous seasons, but there's a lot of new stuff. StilesxDanny, AllisonxLydia, BoydxEricka...I just picked what worked best! Don't hurt me! *ducks*

Scott was always meant for more. He had known it, but somehow fate never seemed to play along. He sighed, slamming his head down on the table as Harris rambled on. Scott hated this class, but science was important. Supposedly. Scott looked out of the window longingly, wishing he was anywhere but within those four walls. He sighed harshly and frowned when he felt a paper ball hit him on the back of the head.

"Scott!" The whisper was harsh and could barely be considered a whisper.

"What?"

"Danny wants to know if you're up for a triple date night."

Scott ducked and turned around, glaring at his best friend. "Triple?"

"Yeah! Allison and Lydia are celebrating their anniversary and Danny says I never take him out anywhere."

"So why do I need to come?!"

"Because you're my best friend and you owe me." Stiles crossed his arms, giving Scott a look.

"Remind me again. Why exactly do I owe you?"

"Because I've been your best friend this whole time, even when you told me you're a werewolf and that you come from a long line of werewolves. Oh, and let's not forget the fact that I've almost been killed millions of times..."

"Alright, alright! But you'll owe me after this!"

Stiles leaned back and smiled in satisfaction. Scott glared at his friend before turning back around, putting his head back down on the table. Stiles knew how Scott felt about Allison. Damn it, the two of them had dated! But then she had broken up with him after the whole lizard boy Jackson debacle. She hadn't bothered to tell him why; he found out through Facebook when she changed her status to 'in a relationship with Lydia Martin.' That had been a fan-fucking-tastic day for Scott.

His cell vibrated and Scott slowly pulled it out of his pocket. He held it under the table, opening up the text.

Answer your damn phone, McCall!

Hey Derek.

Pick up the damn phone.

What do you want, Derek?

I want you to pick up your phone!

I'm in class, ass!

Then go to the bathroom and PICK UP YOUR PHONE!

Scott sighed and lifted his hand, raising his hand. Harris gave him an evil look and ignored Scott's hand, going on with his lecture. Scott frowned (he was doing that a lot lately) and swiped his notebook into his backpack. He swung it over his shoulder, walking towards the door.

"Hold up, McCall. I didn't give you permission to leave." Scott looked over his shoulder at the teacher, the gold of his inner wolf mixing with the brown of his human eyes.

"You want to pick up my shit off your floor?"

Harris sniffed, waving his hand. Scott slammed the door behind him, walking as slow as he could to the bathroom. Derek had told him to go, but he hadn't specified how fast he had to do it. Finally, he pushed the lid down on the toilet and plopped himself down. He dialed Derek's number, resting a foot against the door.

"I swear to God, McCall, there are times when I want to rip your throat out..."

"With your teeth. Yeah, I know." Scott rolled his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me, beta."

"I didn't!"

"Bullshit. I know you well enough by now to know the difference between your normal voice and your eye-rolling voice."

"You...are really creepy, Derek."

"And you're a shit beta. I've been trying to reach you for two hours!"

"I was in class, you dick!

"And now you're not."

"No. Now I'm not." Scott tapped his foot as a long silence spread out. He started feeling a little awkward about it, which was weird considering that Scott never felt awkward around Derek. "Umm...would you like to get dinner with me?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well, what I mean is...Stiles and his boyfriend want to have a triple date..."

"And Allison is going to be there."

Scott sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose between two fingers. "Yeah, she is. With Lydia."

"Lydia? You mean Lizard Boy's ex?"

"The very same."

"Damn, that must be tough for you, beta boy. You lost out to a girl."

"If you don't give me an answer, I will hang up."

"Fine, fine. What time am I picking you up?"

Scott blushed and he felt his heart quicken a little. Wait, why would it do that? "Umm...I don't know. Stiles kinda didn't tell me."

"Wow, you really know how to ask a guy out."

"I'm not asking you out! You're just a...a..."

"A decoy? Someone you can use to make Allison jealous?"

Scott flinched at Derek's tone. He sounded angry, offended...and a little hurt. Why? "You know I didn't mean it like that."

"Then what did you mean? That's the truth, isn't it? If you didn't want to make her jealous, you would have just been happy to go by yourself, or taken Isaac along. No...you asked me. Your alpha."

"Derek...please. I've had a long day and I'm too tired for this."

There was another long silence on the other end before Scott heard Derek speak. "I'm not going to be your little boy toy, McCall. Get Isaac or Boyd or whoever you fucking want to do it. I refuse." Scott barely opened his mouth to respond before he heard a click and then silence. Bastard hung up on me! Scott growled, kicking at the door.

He felt bad. Derek had been right, but Scott would be damned if he admitted it. He hadn't meant to hurt his Alpha, but things...things were complicated. Allison...his Allison...was a lesbian! Scott sighed, dropping his head between his knees. There were times when he felt really alone. Stiles had Danny, Allison had...Lydia, Boyd had Ericka, and even Isaac had been checking out Derek's little sister. That just left him and the Alpha...alone. And now, not even Derek wanted to have anything to do with him.

"Man, Harris was pissed that you skipped the end of his class."

Scott groaned, the familiar scuffed sneakers tapping outside the stall door. "Go away, Stiles."

"Rough talk with Derek?"

"How...? How did you know?"

"You had your Derek face on."

"My Derek face?"

"Yeah. It's really intense, yet...gentle at the same time."

"You talk some serious bullshit, Stiles."

"And you have a crush on your Alpha."

Scott froze, a single drop of sweat running down his spine. A crush? On Derek? No! At least... "I do not have a crush on him!"

Yes, you do. I didn't even see that look on your face when you were with Allison. When Derek is involved in any way...you look like a proud lover."

"Stiles?"

"Yeah, man?"

"Shut up."

"Hey, I'm just calling it like I see it. Danny looks at me he same way." Scott smirked at the note of pride in his friend's voice. For someone who had fought so hard against his gay lover, Stiles sure was playing homo advocate.

"Too much info, Stiles." Scott picked up his bag, grunting as he pushed the door open and walked over to the sink. He let his hands move under the warm water as he let his mind wander. Derek...my lover? I admire him, sure. I think he's pretty cool. But...love? Scott thought about all the times he had been with Derek, focusing on every little detail. He felt his neck and cheeks grow warm when he remembered all the times Derek had touched him. Those long fingers, the warm palms...the way they moved over his skin...

"Dude! Stop being horny!" Stiles flicked water in Scott's face, waking the other boy from his thoughts. He blushed again, returning the wet gesture.

"I'm not horny! I'm..."

"Horny. Horny for Alpha." Stiles clapped him on the back, walking with him out of the bathroom. "Admit it. You want him bad."

"Shut up and tell me when this hell party is happening."

"8. And make sure he's dressed up and well behaved." Stiles smiled and patted Scott on the back before walking over to his boyfriend. Scott watched as his shorter friend stood on his tiptoes to passionately kiss his boyfriend. Stiles wrapped his arms around Danny's neck, and Danny held Stiles around the waist. Overall, they looked...pretty perfect. Scott shook his head, wiping away the faint feeling of jealousy that had built up. He tugged his cell out of his pocket, typing a message.

Dinner's at 8. I'll wait til 7:15 to hear from you.

So, first chapter done! I have an idea where I want this bad boy of a story to go, but who knows? Please, leave a review and let me know how you feel. Hate it, love it, throw it in the trash and never look at it again? Let me know! :)