Chapter 1
Lydia
SLAP!
"What was that for?" Stiles yelled at Lydia.
"Don't you ever try that again!" Lydia demanded. Apparently kissing Lydia is off limits. "I love Jackson, not you! He is my boyfriend, not you! Goodbye Stiles!" Lydia yelled!
With the exception of Lydia slapping the bejesus out of Stiles, it was a pretty normal day. Stiles went to all of his classes as usual, and as usual he wasn't paying attention. How could he? For the first time Derek wanted to speak with Scott and Stiles. The anxiety was killing him. Stiles always thought Derek never even acknowledged his existence. For the first time Stiles would be recognized as the Werewolf's bestfriend.
Stiles was also distracted at how fast Lydia slapped him. He was barely eight inches away from her face, when BAM she slapped the the living hell out of him. Even though it's no longer red where her hand print was, Stiles can feel how raw and tender his cheek is now. It won't bruise or anything, just it will be sore until tomorrow. Stiles really realized this when he tried to rest his cheek on his wrist. The pain came right back the second his face made contact.
Stile was truly in love with Lydia, or at least he thought he was. Stiles found her extremely beautiful, but so does the rest of the world. Lydia was off limits. Ever since he could remember, Jackson and Lydia have been together for what seems like forever. Stiles was never the one to want what he couldn't have. He accepted this fact a long time ago. He really learned that lesson when going through puberty.
When all of the boys his age were going through puberty, they grew taller, their muscles more defined, hair everywhere, a real jawline, and just an overall more manlier look. Nope, not Stiles. His hair is a bunch of soft barely visible baby hairs. Stiles is lean and about average height with most males. He so wanted to be like all the others. Don't get Stiles wrong, he loves his body, but if it were possible he would have Scott's body.
His distractions where all so scrambled together. The rejection from Lydia wasn't something new. She's slapped him before. She's slapped him lots of times. He thought of how cut Jackson is. Is that why Lydia is with him? No! Lydia had true undying feelings for this guy. She looks at him like her life is complete. Like nothing could ever make her happier. What does Jackson have that Stiles doesn't? You know except for the aforementioned body type. Stiles is genuine, funny (at least he thinks he is), smart (except lazy in school), and charming.
Stiles thoughts were cleared when the last bell rang. His insecurities dissipated with the last chime. All that was on his mind now was Derek. And then the first real thought outside of Lydia took place. Where the hell do we even meet this guy? And where is Scott for that matter. Stiles told Scott to meet him at his car after school. It has been almost ten minutes. He must be with Allison. Stiles pulls his phone out.
'Where are you?' He sends a text to Scott. He waits another five minutes.
'Be there soon' Scott replies.
Stiles just sits in his Jeep. The key in the ignition, ready to start the car whenever Scott gets there. Another fifteen minutes go by when Scott does finally show up. "Dude, where the hell have you been!?" Stiles yelled at Scott.
"I was talking to Allison." Scotts reply is such a lie, but he makes that innocent puppy dog face that Stiles can't stay mad at.
"Sure, just talking." Stiles says sarcastically. "Where do we meet Derek" Seriousness in his voice now.
"His house." Scott barely replies. He's texting Allison.
Stiles pulls out of the school's parking lot and makes his way down the road to the Hale house. The house where all of this started. Where Derek's family died in a hellish fire caused by Kate Argent. The dumb bitch, she's dead now. Just think of it. If she never burned Derek's house, none of this would be Stiles problem. Just another reason to hate the Argents. No matter how much he loves Allison. The rest of the Hunters could all die and he wouldn't care.
That wouldn't solve anything though. Its far too late to have that happen. Allison is not prepared to deal with the death of her immediate family. Allison changed so much after her psycho Aunt died. I don't want to know what she'd turn into if her family was lost. It would probably be something worse than an Alpha Werewolf.
