"What the hell do you mean, 'It's not just you.'?" Danny whispered harshly as he caught up to Lydia. At this point they were really close to the Cafeteria and he didn't want to risk being heard.

"I mean it's not unrequited love. Aren't you a straight-A student?" She said looking at him with mock concern as they walked to the Cafeteria.

"But..." Danny stopped walking and Lydia turned to face him.

"Just come on, will you? I'm really hungry and we can talk about this later." She turned on her heel and walked off to get lunch leaving a very confused Danny stranded in the hall.

"I'm telling you, Scott. I put my hand on his shoulder and he smacked it off and ran away like I was the plague. Does he really hate me that much?" Stiles asked between mouthfuls of chips.

"The answer is probably, 'Yes.'" Jackson said sliding into the seat next to Scott. "Most people do."

"Ha. Ha. Very funny, Jackson. Don't you have pampering to do or a manicure to get?" Stiles glared at Jackson from across the table, and then dropped his head to hit the table. "This is awful. Everything is awful. I hate everything."

Lydia sat down next to Stiles and looked at him worriedly. "Stiles, you alright?"

"I think he's having a mental breakdown. Can't be sure though. Does hating the world and everything in it mean one of those?" Jackson smirked and Lydia shot him a look.

"Honestly, you could stand to be a little nicer and maybe," She dropped her voice and ran her foot up Jackson's inner calf, "you'd get a reward in return."

Jackson's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head, and Scott laughed. Stiles just groaned, "Lydia, I know that you know my feelings for you aren't very strong anymore, but could you refrain from the dirty talk at least while I'm an emotional wreck?"

She dropped her foot and ran a hand across Stiles back bringing him up to look at her. "Okay. Look. You need to calm down. Everything is going to be perfectly fine. There is no way," she lowered her voice, "Danny" and raised it to its normal volume, "hates you. He loves everybody. You know that. He is the nicest guy. That's partly why you like him. Isn't it?"

He stared at her for a moment, eyes momentarily flicking to Jackson who was practically seething at Lydia's hand rubbing circles across Stiles' shoulders. Then, Stiles looked back at Lydia, "You're right. I know. It's just- he ran away." Stiles looked away and Lydia gave his shoulder a squeeze before dropping her hand.

"I know, sweetie." Jackson seemed to calm down momentarily, but his mood was shifted again when Danny walked by without sitting down, and placed his tray at another table.

"Danny?" Jackson called. Either Danny didn't hear him or feigned deafness because he didn't respond. Jackson glared briefly, but didn't seem to find any solace in his anger. So, he just looked away like a dejected puppy. To be honest, it was a little difficult to watch for all three of them. Scott reached over and placed a hand on Jackson's thigh which seemed to calm him down. Stiles had yet to understand the relationship between Jackson, Scott, Allison, Isaac, and Lydia. It was all very odd, but he was working on writing a list of questions to ask Scott soon.

At that moment, Isaac chose to sit down next to Scott, and Allison next to Lydia. They each pressed a kiss to the person next to them's cheek, and tucked into their lunch. Stiles wondered why they were late, but smiled when he saw the hickey on Isaac's neck and didn't ask any questions.

"Nice hickey," Stiles smirked as he popped another chip into his mouth and watched as not only Isaac and Allison's hands flew to their necks, but Jackson and Scott's as well. Stiles then proceeded to drop his chip. "Wow, guys. Seriously?" He picked up the chip and muttered, "I hate being in this friend group."

Lydia pouted at Allison and Allison shrugged. She turned the pout to Jackson, and he just said, "Scott jumped me. What was I supposed to do?" Lydia huffed and took a bite of her sandwich, but nearly choked as she felt Allison's fingers graze her thigh, and the brunette leaned in to whisper, "Maybe we can do something later, just the two of us?" Lydia nodded eagerly.

Stiles rolled his eyes, and stood up to go put his tray and trash away. He threw away the trash and was about to return to their table when he felt a pair of eyes on him. He looked up and saw Danny's head snap back to his respective tray and table. Frowning he sat down again, and wondered for a few minutes what that could've been about until the bell rang. Then, they all left for class, which was quite an ordeal in this friend group because all of them except Stiles shared kisses with those that weren't going in their direction, and it took awhile. Stiles just had to wait exasperated for Scott, and was surprised to find himself between Lydia and Allison receiving light kisses on the cheek from both.

"You were looking sad." Lydia said when he turned to her and Stiles smiled. "Really, don't think about it too hard, okay? Your giant brain will explode."

Stiles laughed, "Bye, Lydia. Bye, Allison."

Allison smiled over her shoulder and then walked away with her arm looped around her girlfriend.

A/N: Wow, I'm never this good at updating, but the response was immediate and I was inspired. I figured I'd give you guys another chapter. How do you feel about LydiaxJacksonxScottxIsaacxAllison? I know it's a lot of people, but I like so many of the pairings involving all of them that I couldn't decide. So, I put them all in one. I think it works, but tell me if you don't, please. Without feedback the story is never going to be what you want it to be. Comments, suggestions, or questions (I sound like a food label.) ? Please Review, Follow, and Favourite. xx