Scott gets a little suspicious of Ms Blake...
Jennifer learned soon on in class that she needed to devote around fifteen per cent of her attention at all times to Stiles Stilinski, even during quiet reading times where he would fidget with his pen, pass notes with his friends, usually Scott and Lydia but he wasn't one to discriminate against anyone in the class if his need arose. Right now for example she was listening to Allison explain her thoughts on family loyalty in King Lear (and the irony she felt when Allison raised her hand to volunteer to do so shocked Jennifer, something she looked forward to mentioning to Derek later) but she couldn't ignore Stiles trying to text underneath his desk.
'Wonderfully thought out Allison, I think you made some good points there, and I'm going to ask you to write them on the board for me right after Mr Stilinski shares his thoughts with us.' Jennifer swung her eyes to a shocked looking Stiles.
'Well-ah, you see-'
'No,' Jennifer cut him off, 'I wouldn't ask you to explain something so complicated as the play we're studying, no share your texts with us.'
Stiles paled and swallowed, trying to stuff his cell phone into his pocket but Jennifer held her hand out. He looked like a deer in the headlights as he dumbly handed the iPhone over. Jennifer unlocked it.
'Lets see who's better than Shakespeare,' she sucked on the inside of her cheek.
There were several threads of conversation that caught her eye but the last one was with Sourwolf. Jennifer glanced at him then back at the phone before she opened the texts, scrolling up a little until she found a message from Sourwolf.
Leave me alone.
She hid a smile, even she didn't use punctuation in a text. It looked like Stiles had been trying to call Derek last night because Boyd was getting a little out of control. She gathered that Lydia used wolfsbane powder on him to help control him.
Wer wuz ur fry ass lst ngt newy?
None of your business. Don't you have teachers to irritate with your existence.
Awww big guy, mss me?! ;) xx
Go away Stiles. Or I'll break your thumbs next time I see you. Phone too.
'This makes for some interesting reading. You're going to be fabulous at my creative writing section of the course Stiles, but I'm afraid you're going to have to collect this after class.' Jennifer allowed Scott to berate Stiles while her back was turned, and then she got back to work.
When the bell rang Scott and Isaac hovered while Lydia left calling Stiles an idiot. Stiles himself shuffled towards her, hand around the strap of his backpack.
'Werewolves, murders, wolfsbane, Stiles are you on something, do I need to contact someone because this,' she tilted the phone and shook her head.
'Its a fantasy thing we do. Me and a few buddies, we play live gaming, you know, texting and sh-tuff.' Stiles bit his lip. Jennifer nodded and held Stiles's phone.
'Clever. Well, no texting Derek in class understood?' Jennifer said. Stiles nodded frantically and she handed his phone back to him, but Scott was staring openly. She watched them walk out of the room, and then at the door Stiles froze and looked back as she pressed dial on her own cell phone.
'Hello dear,' she said as Stiles's body moved frantically explaining his theory no doubt to his friends. Isaac was shaking his head but Scott's eyes darted between them both and the classroom.
'Hi,' Derek sounded slightly breathless.
'What are you doing?' She asked.
'I was working out,' Derek said. 'Your cat is a fucker.'
'Our cat darling.' Jennifer ignored his rebellious muttering. 'Derek, do me a favour, if the boys text you during school hours, ignore them. I just confiscated Stiles's cell phone, and I think I'm busted now.'
'Why?' Derek said softly.
'Because Scott thinks I don't know he's listening to this conversation.' Jennifer said meeting Scott's eyes. The boy suddenly vanished and Jennifer smiled.
'Well, it was bound to happen, I wasn't keeping you a secret,' Derek said. 'When will you be home?'
'Same time as every other day,' Jennifer said ignoring Derek's huff of irritation.
'Want me to make dinner?' Derek asked. Jennifer smiled to herself. She'd missed this, missed calling Derek during the day just to talk nonsense, or tell him about an essay that moved her to tears or some little shit she wanted to stab in the eye. She'd called him of course, everyday, but she missed knowing he would be there when she got home.
'Did you have anything in mind?' Jennifer asked. She had a free period so she pulled next months lesson plans towards her for the class who just left.
'I could do steak sandwiches,' Derek mused. 'I suppose you want salad with it?' Derek said salad like it was a bad word.
'Yes please, and not too many fries for you,' she said.
'Ever seen a fat werewolf?' Derek responded. Jennifer laughed as they said their goodbyes.
Outside the room she noticed Scott finally lift his backpack and walk away.