Stile's rolled onto his stomach hurrying for his ringing phone, trying to turn it off before pissing off his sleeping roommate.
"Hello?" Stiles whispered into the phone.
"Dude why are you whispering?" Scott said mocking Stiles tone. Stiles rolled his eyes as he sat up in bed.
"What do you want Scott?" Stiles could practically hear the grin on the teen's face as silence took over.
"No." Stiles said, shaking his head in the process.
"C'mon Stiles! Its a party so you guys wont be alone, though I'm sure you want to be." Scott snickered at the end. Stiles couldn't help but smile a little despite his frustration.
"You know... I just got off the phone with him and he said he wasn't planning on going if you weren't." Scott drawled out into the phone. Stiles felt his heart stutter.
"Liar." Stiles said, trying to keep his voice in check.
"No I'm not! Swear to god! He said he wasn't gonna go unless you went and... never mind." Scott said quickly. Stiles raised an eyebrow pointedly even though Scott couldn't see it.
"And what?" Stiles said leaning forward in anticipation.
"I shouldn't..."
"But you should."
"I don't kn-"
"Stop bullshitting and tell me!" Stiles whined loudly.
"Stilinski!" A pillow went flying at Stiles head, some of the feathers fluttering out on impact. Stiles turned around as he rubbed his head, saying sorry to a pissed off looking roommate.
"Uh.. I got to go... But this discussion isn't over! Meet at our usual place after Folklore okay?" Stiles whispered into the phone.
"Gotcha. Bye...Stilinski." Scott said before hanging up. Stiles felt himself heat up in the face with embarrassment.
"I can't believe this!" Jackson shouted as he sat next to Stiles, shaking a piece of paper in the air.
"What?" Stiles asked lazily as he looked around in search of Scott.
"That damn teacher gave me a C- on my report because my paper had hole punches." Jackson fumed glaring at the paper as if to burn it with his eyes.
"Who do you have?" Stiles asked turning to Jackson.
"Mrs. Derby for Consumers." Jackson hissed. Stiles was gonna say something but quickly diverted his attention to Scott who was holding hands with Allison as he greeted Stiles.
"Hi Jackson, Stiles." Allison said, before moving to sit next to Scott. Stiles waved t her before turning his attention to Scott giving him a pointed look, but to his dismay Scott wasn't even paying attention. Just then Lydia came walking up with Danny and Issac. Lydia gave a kiss to Jackson's forehead before sitting next to him while Danny and Issac sat together.
"Hey where's Erica and Boyd?" Allison asked.
"They went to go study in the library. Big test coming up." Lydia said, playing with Jackson's hair. Stiles was growing impatient with each passing moment as Scott continued conversation oblivious to Stiles attempts of getting his attention.
"Hey Scott can I talk to you?" Stiles finally said, not even bothering to try to be subtle about it. Scott nodded before standing up and motioning Stiles to do the same. Walking over to an isolated bench, they both sat down.
"Okay. Now tell me. What were you going to tell me last night?" Stile asked eagerly. Scott shook his head before looking off somewhere.
"I can't tell you. He told me not to." Scot replied still not looking at Stiles. Stiles furrowed his eyebrows.
"But you said you would."
"Well things kinda changed." Scott said, an edge to his voice.
"Scott what are you looking at?" Stiles said, looking in the direction Scott was looking. Stiles felt his eyes grow wide and his heart jump as he watched what it was Scott was looking at, making it way over to them.
"Stiles, don't get mad, but I might've told him that you needed a tutor. And well, he might've volunteered." Scott whispered to Stiles.
"What? I don't need a tutor! And if I did it can't be him!" Stiles harshly whispered back. "You're soo dead." Stiles added before completely going silent when the person arrived. Scott stood up, pulling Stiles up with him before greeting they guy before them.
"Hey, Derek." Scott said, giving him a fist bump.
"Hey." Derek said to Scott before turning to Stiles with the most sexiest smile Stiles has ever seen.
"Hey Stiles."
"Hi." Stiles said trying to act normal.
"Well I got to go." Scott said, leaving before Stiles had a chance to protest.
"Well should we get going?" Derek asked with a lop sided grin that Stiles could stare at all day.
"Uh sure.." Stiles said, nimbly following Derek to the library.
Going into the library, Stiles sat down at his usual table by the window, Derek following him. Stiles silently watched as Derek got three medium sized books and a notebook out of his satchel before looking at Stiles expectantly, but all Stiles could do was notice how Derek's muscular arms flexed with every movement.
"Stiles?"
"Huh?" Stiles asked quickly, mouth hanging slightly open as he began to lose himself in Derek's perfectly chiseled face.
"You need a pencil and paper to take notes." Derek said with a smirk. Stiles hesitantly broke his gaze from Derek to get out needed material from his bag.
"Okay, So you need help on what exactly?" Derek asked opening up a text book for Stiles Latin course.
"You take that class too?" Stiles asked, watching as the young man flipped through the place.
"Don't sound soo surprised." Derek said with a smile. Stiles shook his head as he found himself seeing his perfect fantasy man became even more perfect and a whole lot realer.
"I'm not...I'm just.. surprised." Stiles said, realizing that he really was. Derek rolled his eyes before turning his attention to the book, turning it a little to show Stiles.
"Alright do you know what your essay is gonna be on?" Derek asked, looking at Stiles with his forest green eyes.
"Y-yeah... uhm De Thesauro et Fure Astuto...?" Stiles said, not really sure if he said it right.
"You got it right. The Clever Thief... What do you know about it so far?" Derek asked flipping around in the book.
"Not much, just picked it cause my teacher mentioned it once." Stiles lied, he knew everything about the tale,but he wasn't willing to ruin time with Derek in favor of not doing pointless research over again. Derek gave him a blank stare, obviously disbelieving of Stiles tall-tale.
"Ok...let's go look for some books then." Derek said with a sigh before getting up, Stiles doing the same. Stiles worked on one side of an aisle as Derek worked the other, neither talking as they did so. Stiles wanted to punch himself in the face after five minuets of debating whether to say something, but everytime he opened his mouth he only shut it again.
"Hey, I think we got enough books, and it's almost time for my next class." Derek whispered, wary of the librarian walking by them. Stiles nodded following Derek back to the table.
"Okay, I'll read half and you do the same, and when we meet back up Wednesday you can exchange info." Derek said picking up some books.
"Actually, that's alright. I don't want you to have to waste time reading something you wont get a grade for." Stiles said, grabbing the books from Derek's hold, feeling guilty.
"No. It's fine, I got nothing better to do, I swear." Derek insisted grabbing the books back from Stiles.
"Really, I would prefer to do it on my own, you're doing enough just by tutoring me." Stiles shot back, once again grabbing the books, but this time Derek held on. They both stared at eachother, books between them as they stood there.
"You're really stubborn." Derek huffed releasing the books.
"One of my many assets." Stiles said sarcastically, both of them walking to the check out counter. The librarian took the books as well as Stiles card before stamping each book, glaring at Stiles as if to say 'You're dead if you even ruin these books'. Stiles gave her a sweet smile as he took the books, stuffing them into his bookbag.
"What class do you have next?" Derek asked as they walked down the hall.
"Forensics with Mrs. Leto." Stiles cringed, the thought of having to sit through that class disturbing. Stiles was startled by the outburst of laughter coming from Derek.
"I had her last semester. Did she tell you the story about her and her ex-husbands trip to Hawaii?" Derek asked, a smile on his face, that took Stiles breath away.
"She told the first day of school, I almost died of laughter at the way her left eye started to drift off to the floor." Stiles said laughing at the memory.
"We called it Dead Eye Syndrome." Stiles chuckled with Derek as they both rounded a corner, even though Stiles class was in the other direction.
"What class do you have?" Stiles asked, when things got quiet.
"I have zoology with Mr. Bomgardner." Derek said flatly."You really start to hate your teachers by the time you get into college." Derek added with a sigh. Stiles smiled at that, nodding his head in agreement before turning his attention to his buzzing phone.
Where r u?- Scott
Be there soon- Stiles
Stiles looked up to see Derek looking back with a faint smile.
"See ya later Stiles." He said with a wave before walking off, leaving Stiles once again amazed as to how perfect Derek really was. Looking at the time Stiles groaned as he started running to his last class of the day, already five minuets late. But five extra minuets with Derek Hale was definitely worth it.