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While Isaac wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, he tried. He, contrary to what he had told Stiles so vividly, was better at writing the essays on the projects while Stiles was good at doing the actual projects. Stiles was more willing and excited to do the projects because…well, there was a chance of things going boom. They worked well together, much to Harris' disapproval. He hadn't put them beside each other to work well together. So he decided to make waves.

"There will be a project due at the end of this week!" Harris announced bright, "You will compose your own element compound! You must create a model and then tell us what the function would be! Of course you will need to make up a function that will be utterly false but that's the point, it must be at least a little logical though." Stiles was positive that Mr. Harris was getting more and more giddy as he explained, "This will require at home work with your partner!"

Two hours after school Stiles found himself pulled up to what he would consider to be a sketchy apartment complex. He blinked at if for a moment before he got out of Betty, making sure to lock her, twice. He pulled his hoodie tightly around him as he walked up the steps. No wonder Isaac didn't want to ride his bike back at night. Stiles wasn't even sure that he wanted to drive out of here when it was time to go.

After climbing seven flights of stairs, Stiles found the right apartment. He let himself take a small breather before knocking. He heard some shuffling and a lock being flipped before the door opened. Stiles couldn't help a small smile at Isaac who was beaming at him happily. His curls were damp and plastered to his forehead. He smelled a bit like Old Spice and honestly that reminded Stiles of his dad. "Stiles! Come on in!"

This was a different side of Isaac, at least to Stiles it was. He seemed like a little puppy and not just because he was a werewolf. He was in a pair of sweatpants that he'd outgrown by a few inches and a plain dark green tee shirt. That stupid jacket was nowhere in sight and neither was Isaac's cocky smirk.

"Do you want something to…you know, drink?" Stiles raised an eyebrow at Isaac who ushered him into the kitchen. It was small but the apartment itself wasn't very big. There was an undersized table in the corner that was covered in Styrofoam balls, multiple colors of paint and a few boxes of take-out with chop sticks sticking out of one of them. "I um…I have tea and Coke and…water?" Isaac seemed eager to be a good host so Stiles chuckled, "I'll take a Coke." A moment later the beta had a red can that he passed to Stiles before he picked up a mug off the counter and walked over to the table, sitting down, "I had some paint laying around and I grabbed the balls on my way home." Stiles grinned as he sat his bag down and pulled out the wooden dowels, "And I got the sticks!" The werewolf seemed pleased as he sipped his tea. "So…did you have any ideas?" Stiles asked as he sat down beside the other, laying the sticks down on the table. Isaac grabbed a pad of paper out from underneath a take out box. "You know how bananas have potassium?" Stiles nodded slowly as he glanced down at the paper, trying to get an idea of what Isaac was getting at. "What if…" Isaac trailed off as if he wasn't sure of his own idea but continued after looking down at his scribbles, "What if there was a potassium-arsenic compound that had been genetically engineered to make a poisoned banana?" Stiles stared at him for a moment before breaking out in a grin, "That actually sounds freaking amazing. I say we do it."

They worked for an hour in almost pure silence, Isaac writing and Stiles painting. Stiles finally huffed when another drop of yellow paint fell on his pants. "Dude, can you play some music or something? I'm going to go insane just listening to your pencil scratching." Isaac glanced up but nodded, sliding out of his chair and leaving the room for a second before coming back with his iPod and a dock to set it up on. He put in on the counter and Stiles smirked, "Can I request something from this decade?" Isaac shot him a look but pressed play. Stiles had to laugh as Isaac started to sing along, "If you wanna get with me, there's some things you gotta know, I like my beats fast and my bass down low…" Stiles quirked an eyebrow at him when he sat back down, "DEV? This is the last thing I was expecting when I said something from this decade." Isaac rolled his eyes, "Can we not insult my taste in music every time I listen to music?" Stiles gave him a grin as he started to put the yellow and black atom modules together. Isaac went back to writing with a soft smile on his face. Stiles had decided, he liked this side of Isaac better.