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Chapter two
"He said what?"
The glug of water that Scott had just taken in spurted out of his mouth and flew towards Stiles before he could duck down.
"Oh dude that's gross."
He looked down at miserably at his damp shirt then back up at Scott. Biting back an exasperated groan he explained all over again the conversation that occurred between himself and Scott's alpha.
"So let me get this straight, Derek thinks that you and Isaac are doing the dirty?"
Stiles glared at his best friend as he pulled out his English notebook to get a start on their homework. Scott had showed up shortly after Derek had left which meant that Stiles didn't get any chance to nap after all.
"Well he didn't put it exactly like that but that was the gist of it, yeah."
"Weird, why would he think that?"
Stiles shrugged his shoulders at the question. It was starting to really bug him for some reason that Derek Hale of all people was trying to control his personal life.
"I dunno I mean yeah I'm close to Isaac , but not like that you know?"
It was Scott's turn to shrug as he copied down Stiles's scribbled notes on Macbeth. Stiles's phone chimed with the familiar incoming text alert and he picked it up to see Derek's name scrolling across the cell's screen. Pressing read he cursed out loud as he scanned the typed message.
Sender: Derek H
Received: 18:09
You owe me a new pair of jeans. I ripped mine on that rose bush underneath your window, you idiot.
"You had to go and get bitten by a werewolf didn't you? Couldn't have been something simple like a coyote, or I don't know … A crocodile!"
Scott smiled vaguely in response as he continued to write, pointedly ignoring the thunk of Stiles's head hitting the wall in frustration.
"Hey, Hey Stiles!"
Isaac was smiling goofily as he raced to catch up with his friend in the crowded school corridor. Stiles bit back a laugh as the boy's lacrosse stick swung out of his bag dangerously, making several students swerve out of his way to avoid being attacked by it.
"Hey what's up?"
"Derek wants you to come round for dinner later."
Isaac stated as he fell into step with Stiles but his companion stopped suddenly and whirled round to stare at him with a raised eyebrow. Never before had he been invited over to dinner at Derek Hale's house.
"I- I don't think that's a good idea."
"Why not?"
Stiles grabbed the sleeve of Isaac's hoodie and pulled him into the nearest classroom, which was thankfully unoccupied. He moved away and went to sit on one of the desks at the back of the room, leaving Isaac hovering nervously by the doorway.
"Stiles, is everything okay?"
" No.. Look Derek has somehow got the wrong idea about us."
"Um okay?"
Stiles glanced down at his own hoodie, suddenly fascinated by a stray strand that was poking out of his cuff. He didn't know why but there was a sense of foreboding surrounding this whole conversation with Isaac and he didn't want to confront it just yet.
"You know what, it doesn't matter. I'll come to dinner, okay?"
"Great!"
Issac's answering smile was dazzling and Stiles blinked out of reflex.
Before the other boy could leave, he remembered the text message that he had received the night before, and if anybody could help him it was the wolf that was sharing the alpha's house.
"Hey, wait you couldn't find out what jeans size Derek wears for me could you?!"
A/N: I had trouble typing half of this chapter and I'm sorry it's short :') I hope you don't think it's rubbish hehehehe. I'm going away for a week tomorrow but I wanted to upload and hopefully I'll be able to update fro my phone so don't fear ;) Agin I hope it isn't too bad and thank you for the massive response on the last chapter :D xxx
