Chapter 2
"Another one?" Scott asked Stiles in disbelief.
"Yeah, except this time, I was a werewolf." Stiles recalled the dream he had had that night. "It was so freaking awesome."
Stiles pulled into the school parking lot then next morning. "Well you know what this means," Scott said.
"Seriously? You'll bite me? Dude, I know I've said this a lot but I love you man. So uh how does this work?"
Scott laughed. "Stiles you idiot. I'm not biting you." Scott got out of the jeep and walked over to the drivers side.
"Okay you really need to learn how to not lead people on," Stiles begged. Instead of replying, Scott just laughed again and walked away towards the school.
The rest of the day went by slower than ever for Stiles. It was hard enough for an ADHD teenager to pay attention for eight hours in school but today was even worse. Stiles sat silently in chemistry but instead of doing his work, he looked up at the clock once again, waiting for the bell to ring.
"Mr. Stilinski no matter how many times you look at the clock, it's not going to go any faster. I suggest you continue to work before you lose a night of sleep finishing it," Mr. Harris said from the front of the classroom. "Unless you want more work to do."
"All set," Stiles said. "Getting back to work," he looked at the clock one more time. "Now."
Five minutes later, the bell did ring, sending Stiles in a panic to pack and head out the door. As soon as he was in the hallway, he searched for a familiar face. He spotted Erica leaning against her locker talking to Boyd and causally walked over. "Ah what a beautiful day," he said.
"What do you want Stiles?" Erica asked, annoyed.
"Can't a guy converse with his friends without the interrogation?"
Boyd rolled his eyes and stood in front of Stiles. Stiles looked up Boyd who stood at least half a foot taller than him. "We're not friends Stiles. What do you want?"
"Okay, okay! Jeez, calm down. I was just wondering if either of you would be interested in uh, you know," Stiles looked around before opening his mouth and taking a bite out of the air.
"You want to be one of us?" Erica asked incredulously. "Since when? Can't bare to be the only helpless one left in your little group of friends anymore?"
Stiles gave Erica a blank stare. Her words hit Stiles like a lacrosse ball to the chest but he wasn't about to show it.
"Get out of here Stiles," Boyd said, shrugging his backpack over his shoulder.
"Out of luck again," Erica taunted. She laughed as she and Boyd walked away into the crowd of students leaving the building.
Before he could think of anything witty to yell at them, Stiles felt a hand clasp down on his shoulder. He turned around to see Scott, eyebrows raised. "Stiles, why were you just talking to them?"
"Who?"
"You know who. You aren't still going on about that bite are you?"
Stiles pursed his lips and shrugged. "I wouldn't have to ask them if you'd just cooperate."
"Stiles," Scott paused. "Look, it's not going to happen. Are you going to give me a rid home or not?"
Stiles gritted his teeth. "Oh sure, I only ask one thing from the guy who gets a ride to school with me everyday instead of having to ride his puny bike here and he says no."
Scott thought about it and smiled. "Yeah that about sums it up."
Without wanting to start an argument, Stiles sighed and fished his keys out of his jean pockets. "Let's go," he said with an attitude.
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