"Fuck this!" Stiles screams. He threw his hands in the air, and layed back down on his pillow.

"I don't understand any of this! How does Deaton expect me to learn these spells if I don't even know what language they're in?!"

Stiles isn't used to being defeated. There was that one time in freshman year when Mrs. Imwold, his math teacher, actually got him suspended for trying to explain how math was basically the most useless of all subjects. Whats the point?! I'm never going to have to know how to find (x) in the real world, face it Mrs. Imwold, being a math teacher is completely a waste of a masters degree. At this point he could clearly tell that she was getting very angry. Her teeth were gritting and her face was starting to turn a bright red. But his blood was vibrating with that oh so familiar feeling, first the over thinking, then the rambling.
I mean you're not going to be at a store and the cashier just goes' Quick! Out of the 30$ you just spent how much of that goes to taxes per product?' Its just not going to happen. So you wasted 6 years of your life trying to perfect a subject that no one even cares about and that no one will use! And now all you're doing is wasting my time when I could be at home with my best friend trying to reach prestige in call of duty!

Sure in hindsight maybe doing that wasn't really the best idea. He was sent to the office and suspended for two days, for disrupting class and "verbally assaulting" a teacher, just to come back and find out they had switched his schedule so he no longer had Mrs. Imwold for Algebra. Instead he had some lady named Mrs. Quessenberry? I'll just call her Mrs Q.

Besides that, Stiles thought of himself as an all around accomplished student. If it wasn't for Lydia Martin, he would be his class's valedictorian next year when they graduate. He even got the Presidential Award for Superior Academics two years in a row! Ceonsidering hes had to deal with Scott getting bitten and thus trying multiple times to rip Stiles' face off, Derek's crazy uncle that Stiles saw die, but is apparently alive again. And who could forget Jackson's little episodes? Stiles' award should mean that much more! But of course no one will ever find out because the supernatural life is basically the best hide and seeker ever.

The sound of his dad coming into his room brought stiles out of his ADHD induced funk.

"I see you're still up" his dad said, sounding exhausted and a bit annoyed.

"Huh? Oh yeah sorry I had a lot of homework." Stiles blatantly lied. But what was he going to tell his dad? Oh yeah sorry I stayed up trying to learn this un-named language so I can learn a few magic spells, and help the friendly neighborhood werewolves beat the Alpha Pack, that wants to kill us and turn the rest of the town into slaves. I wont be up much longer. Yeah he'd like to say all of that, just to see where that got him. Except he knew exactly where, in a straight jacket locked away in Shepherds Pratt Mental Institution.

"Allright" his dad said "Just get to bed before one okay? You cant be late to school again."

"Okay dad, before one. I gotcha."

After his dad closed the door, Stiles waited until he heard his dad's bedroom door shut. As soon as he heard the click of it he shot up out of his bed and logged onto his computer without even having to look started up Google Chrome. Obviously one o'clock was too early to go to bed, he had some serious supernatural work to do. Popping into Google Translate he started entering in letters written in red, from the spell book.

After an hour of research, Stiles finally came across something. "Those with the spark, shall see lightning dance at their fingertips."
"Jesus that's awesome" he whispered trying not to wake his father.

"So clearly I'm going to learn some offensive spells. That's just freaking sweet!" Grinning from ear to ear, Stiles put his hand over his mouth to muffle his laugh. "What language is this anyways?" his eyes suddenly widened.

"Of course it is." he said with a groan. Its not like he didn't like her anymore,with everything going on between scott and allison they actually became best friends. Now he loves her in an antirely different way. But he just doesnt like that he has to rely on her so much.

He sent a quick text to Lydia
'HEY, NEED 2 TALK 2 YOU TMRW AFTER SCHOOL'

5 minutes later he got a text back.
'FOR WHAT?'

'CAN YOU TRANSLATE SOME STUFF 4 ME'

'UGH ALRIGHT, BRING WHAT EVER IT IS TO SCHOOL TOMORROW AND MEET ME IN THE LIBRARY AFTERWARDS. DONT BE LATE!'

'THNX LYDS YOURE A LIFE SAVER'

'YEAH YEAH I KNOW, NOW LET ME SLEEP STILINSKI'

Its times like these that reminded him of why he had a crush on her since third grade. Not that he wasnt aware of the unrequited part before, but after getting shot down so many times and realizing he liked men too, helped him get over his infatuation. He enjoyed being just friends anyways.

Hes always know that he wasn't like his team mates, except for Danny. He would always sneak a quick glance at the other guys in the showers. Nothing too extreme, but still enough to get a little kick out of it. It wasn't until the end of sophomore year that he actually came to terms with being bi. It was the last week of may, 4 days after Stiles had won the lacrosse game (Of course other things happened that day but only a select few people actually knew about that) Danny had past him a note.

'Hey Stiles, you were AWESOME in the last game, I really didn't know you had it in you to be honest. I know your win got a little brushed under the bush because of Jackson getting attacked but I just wanted to tell you that you were great!'
It kind of made him happy and angry at the same time. Happy that someone actually was paying attention to his awesomeness since Scott was MIA practically his whole sophomore year, either with the pack or Allison. But it made him angry that no one knew that he got kidnapped and had the shit beat out of him by a 90 year old psychopath, but then again who would believe him anyways. He was about to turn around and give Danny a not so fake but not so real smile. But before he could turn around, another note landed on his desk.

'P.S you are pretty attractive to gay guys' A shiver made his way up from the base of his spine to his neck. Not sure what to say, he reacted the only way he knew how.

"FINALLY! I KNEW GAY GUYS LIKED ME!" the whole class was staring at him, including Mrs. Campbell.
"Mr. Stilinski as much as your ego might be jumping for joy right now, please refrain from interrupting class again." The girl in the middle row started giggling making his cheeks turn a blood red, he sat back down and hung his head in embarrassment. He could literally hear the pack smirking at him. Although Erica's sounded a little bit more amused than embarrassed knowing she had to be seen with this loser.

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The next day crawled by so slowly, slow enough to make Stiles seriously debate whether or not Doctor Who was somehow involved. Scott was Scott. Erica, still a bitch, and Jackson still an ass. The clock struck 2:15 and for some reason the only thing going through Stile's mind as he bolted to the library, totally dodging Scott and the rest of the pack, was 'RUN CINDERELLA RUN!' he stopped for a moment trying to understand what it was that he just thought. After a few seconds of confusion he walked the rest of the way to the library, still thinking about why his mind just made him into a crossover of Cinderella and Forest Gump.

He reached the small circle table in the far corner of the school library and was greeted by Lydia moments later.

"So" she said. "What is it you need translated?" Stiles beamed her the biggest smile, and thanked her almost 10 times before pulling out the Harry Potter sized book with the brown leather binding.

Lydia read the first two pages to herself before questioning "A spell book? Is this for real or are you kidding me?" okay now she seemed a little annoyed. He hated when she was annoyed with him. It just felt wrong.

"What? No! no Deaton gave that to me! He said he would teach me somethings so I could help defend the pack when the Alphas come. He gave me this book and just said 'Learn all you possibly can'. Except when I read the cover I couldn't understand it, so I spent like 5 hours going over some of the books Derek gave me to see if I could figure it out but I didn't have any luck.I ended up finding out it was Archaic Latin through Google Translate. But I mean now I guess I should have been smart enough to actually reference the bestiary huh? I didn't think about it though, but now that I know its just so obvious that I should have! Hey? Isn't that called something in psychology? Hindsight bias! Yeah I guess that's what I have now. Its not real bias I mean I love Boyd and Danny. I think Danny is pacific islander. Which I guess is Asian? I don't know And I'm pretty sure Scott is mexi..." Stiles took in one huge breath of air as he was being cut off by Lydia's voice.

"Stiles, shut up!" Lydia sarcasticly growled "You know I dont care about your little racist crisis going on" Stiles immediately countered with "Im not racist!?"

"Yeah I know, i was only joking , sorry. Can we just do this? What do you need translated?" She said, finally looking work ready.

"All of it" Stiles said with an innocence in his voice that made anyone want to do just about anything for him

"ALL OF IT?!" she nearly screamed, which was loud enough to have an aggravated 'SHHH' from the front desk. Stupid librarians.

"What do you mean all of it?" she said in a whisper.

"As in I need to be able to read all of this but currently cant because of a language barrier, and Lydia you and your perfect hair are the exact tools necessary to bring down that wall." He said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Fine" she said firmly "Sense you put up such a good argument" She dragged out the word such for probably five syllables. She loved getting complimented and he knew it.

"I'll say a hundred" she stated.

"I really hope you mean a hundred cents" He winced at his own question, of course it was dumb but a guy had to try.

"No. bucks! I want a hundred bucks" she said eyes calm and serious

"Lydia come on, you know I don't have a job! Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?" He questioned.

"I don't know? Why don't you actually try and get a job? You're a junior in high school, it shouldn't be that hard" She snatched the book away from him. "Have the money by next Thursday, I should be done my part by then." And without a word she was strutting out of the library with the spell book in arm, leaving Stiles to concentrate on how the hell he was going to get 100 bucks in 6 days.

"It shouldn't be that hard right? Just like Lydia said. Employers will practically beg for me to work for them!" a thought of world domination fogged his mind before he snapped back into focus realizing he was evil laughing with the librarian just straight staring at him.

"Eheh I was just joking you know that right?" and with that he was gone, back to his jeep speeding away from that awkward situation. And he didnt know what was weirder the fact he envisioned himself taking over the world, or the fact that it looked exactly like when Plankton took over Bikini Bottom in the Spongebob movie.

"I need to lay off the adderal for a while"