Author's Note: Sorry if it's kind of short, I plan to write another chapter this week hopefully. I wasn't even planning on uploading this one today but here it is! Sometimes it's hard to write a lot because there a really good stopping points along the way. And oddly enough as cute as Stiles and Lydia are it is really hard to come up with dialogue for them, but I'm working on incorporating more. I love your reviews they make me all smiley and giddy and I really do appreciate them! I hope you like where the story is going and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Stiles couldn't believe he was looking at Jackson, what the hell was he doing here anyways? Did Derek let him come back to school? He didn't know and he really didn't feel like waiting around for the answers either. He just wanted to walk away before Jackson saw him with Lydia. As much as he wanted to be seen with her by everyone, he did not want Jackson to for fear of what he might do if he found out they were together.

"Hey I think we need to get to class."

"It's a little early don't you think?" She asked suspiciously. Stiles motioned to Scott to turn around and see what he was seeing. Scott did so and immediately picked up on the urgency of removing Lydia from the situation.

"Better safe than sorry, plus Stiles and I already have enough tardies for one semester." Scott said as he tried to lightly guide Lydia to homeroom.

"Yeah I guess you're probably right." She said reluctantly looking at the two of them like they were crazy. She grabbed Stiles' hand and they took off down the hall. Just as they turned the corner Jackson saw Scott and Stiles. He knew he had to talk to them and Isaac. He wasn't supposed to be here right now but he needed to see Lydia to help gain control of his wolf powers and he really didn't want Derek finding out. He needed them to not say anything at all to Derek. He couldn't risk getting caught, he needed Lydia. He had to find her soon; he was having a really difficult time control his wolf urges. He knew Scott controlled them by using his feelings for Allison and he was determined to try the same tactic with Lydia.

The day passed by rather well. Stiles and Scott managed to keep Lydia from seeing Jackson all day and vice versa. But it was all about to change, it was lunch time. There was really no way of avoiding the issue now, hopefully there wouldn't be one.

"Lydia are you sure you don't want to eat…in the library?" Stiles asked; optimism laced in his words. They made their way to the lunch line.

"Or outside even? It's really nice out today." Scott suggested. Lydia turned around and looked at him. He eyes gravitated towards the window and back to the two boys, her eyebrow raised. It was raining fairly heavy outside.

"What is with you guys today? You're acting strange. And by that I mean stranger than normal, if that's even possible." She whispered the last part, almost to herself; she did have a valid point though.

"Weird…pshhh we're not acting weird." Stiles scoffed at her, and almost fell over. Standing there. Lydia just rolled her eyes. Allison had made her way over to the three friends. Lydia was excited, this would be the perfect time to enact her plan.

"Hey Allison!"

"Hey Lydia, what's up?" She asked, standing next to her friend in line.

"Oh nothing. But you know what I would really like to do sometime soon?"

"Uh no, what?

"I think we should go ice skating again. I'm really mad I didn't get to enjoy it last time. I think we should take that rain check."

"Lydia…I don't know…" Scott and Stiles were standing behind the girls. Scott was hoping that this was going to work.

"Please Allison…I feel bad for ruining things last time, please let me make it up to you by not going insane this time?" At this point they were at the buffet/salad bar getting their food.

"Ugh Lydia…Alright fine, I'll go." She was so annoyed, mostly at herself because if she wouldn't have gone crazy and tried to kill the werewolves she wouldn't have to be fixing her friendship mistakes with Lydia. But she knew she really needed to do this damage control thing. She did feel bad, but she knew this was going to be so awkward. Having to watch Lydia and Stiles be all cute together. She was happy for them but it would still be hard.

"Yay! Have I ever told you, you're the bestest friend ever?"

"I'm sure you have but you're allowed to say it again if you want." She laughed; Lydia was really her only friend that was a girl here in Beacon Hills, she really couldn't afford to lose her, especially with all that's happened. Lydia was saying something not paying any attention to anything except her and Allison's conversation. But Allison caught him in her eye with just a passing glance. Jackson, why the hell was he back at school so soon? Did Lydia know he was here? Wouldn't she have said something if she knew? Allison's body reacted before her mind really could; she stopped dead in her tracks just kind of staring in the direction where Jackson was standing. Luckily Scott and Stiles were on alert and stopped before running into the two girls.

"Why did you just stop in the middle of the cafeteria? I know you're a little out of it but really, come on Allison." Lydia was just a little annoyed.

"Oh uh, no reason." They continued on to their table. Allison sat on the end, Lydia on one side. Stiles was about to sit across from her (Lydia) when Lydia made eye contact with him.

"No, you're sitting over here." She said with a slightly seductive smile. Allison snickered. If he wasn't so nervous about Jackson seeing them (and everyone but Lydia knew he was watching, they could practically feel his bright blue werewolf eyes on them) he would have been way more excited about this. But he was so nervous to be near her at this point, he didn't want Jackson to kill him. But if that's what protecting Lydia meant then he would let himself be killed by Jackson, he was hoping it wouldn't come to that. Even though now it would be a lot easier for him to do that.

"Alright I can do that." He smiled; he was trying to be as enthusiastic as he could. Lydia kissed him on the cheek and placed her hand on his thigh; he instinctively grabbed her hand with his and just held it there. Stiles had instinct too, even if it wasn't that of a werewolf. His was just to make her feel happy, safe, and comfortable. Even with Scott and Allison in their awkward post relationship stage a conversation started. It was about some new movie coming out soon or something. Lydia was in the middle of giving her two cents on the subject when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She put a finger up (in order to say wait a minute) behind her while still looking at her friends. The person tapped again, she put her finger up again, annoyed this time. This time her friends had looked up at the visitor. The person tapped her again, she was beyond annoyed now.

"Can't you see I'm busy, what the hell is so important that you feel the need to keep tapping my shoul…?" As she turned around her jaw dropped when she realized that the visitor who needed her to so damn badly tell her something was none other than her lovely, narcissistic ex-boyfriend, Jackson Whittemore.