"Oh yea, Jasper, this is Scott, as you already know, and this is Allison Argent, his girlfriend." Stiles looked at me and nudged his head towards Allison.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you." I shook her hand before pulling out one of my books. I quickly scribbled a note to Stiles asking 'Does he know what she is?' I turned the paper so only he could read it, he just nodded, I wrote one word in response "moron." Stiles laughed a bit and nodded.

"What are you guys laughing about?" Scott cut in, placing a hand on my desk, looking between me and Stiles.

"What a moron you are for dating a Hunter. Now get your hand off my desk." I said low enough for only him to hear. He immediately snatched his hand away before looking at me with shocked eyes. "What? It's true." I said loud enough for our little group to hear, the teacher called class before anyone could say anything else. The first half of the day flew by, next thing I knew it was lunch and Stiles was inviting me to sit with them.

On the way to the lunch table, Stiles was telling a joke that he thought was funnier than it actually was, I was just humouring him, enjoying the company. I felt a hand grab my arm, I curled my hands into fists, hiding my claws and stopping myself from attacking the person. I turned to find the blond back.

"You should come sit with us instead of these losers. No offence Allison." He waved at her before trying to pull me towards their table. I planted myself in place, looking at Stiles with a bored look.

"Hey dude, you should let go of her. I mean...I ... I mean if she doesn't want to go...and she doesn't really look like she likes..." Jackson cut him off, pushing Stiles away as he tried to get in between Jackson and me.

"She is a big girl, she can tell me if she wants to come sit with us," He gestured to the table his friends were sitting at, "Or if she wants to sit with you." He spat the words out as he tried to drag me once again.

"I would really listen to him if I were you." I said, keeping me head turned down, I could smell the spike in fear coming from Stiles, he knew my tone and quickly motioned for Scott to come help.

"Why is that? Are you going to sick McCall on me?" Jackson sneered, pulling once again.

"No, because hell will break loose, courtesy of me." I grabbed Jackson's wrist and twisted it, containing as much of my anger as I could. I brought him down, to the point his face was in the floor. I leaned on it a little more, making him whine like a bitch. "Don't touch me, got it?" I gave the wrist a little jerk for emphasis before pushing him away. I walked out of the cafeteria, heading towards the forest, I could feel the change and I needed to calm down before I did something bad.

"Jasper!" I could hear the small group of people I met today following me, I just ran deeper until I was alone. I leaned against a tree, just breathing deeply, putting my headphones on and blasting music, trying to calm down. Once I lowered my gaze back down to ground level, I noticed a black hulking shape with bright red eyes staring at me. It wasn't close enough to cause me any worry, just odd. I jumped as I felt a familiar set of arms wrapped around my waist, thoughts of the red eyed beast faded as Derek pressed his body against mine.

"You ok?" He nuzzled my neck, holding me flush against his body.

"Yea, just some ignorant human kept touching me." Derek stopped and spun me in his arms, giving me a questioning look. "I don't like being touched by pretty much everyone, and he kept talking as if I were an omega. It just pissed me off so I inflicted pain, don't think I broke anything this time." He just smiled before picking me up and kissing me deeply.