Walking out with my head held high and Stiles and Scott on either side of me I avoided looking in the direction I knew Liam and Hayden would be in and just made went straight to my locker to retrieve the books I needed for one of the two advanced classes I had managed to squeeze my way into over the past couple of months; Chemistry. I sat second row from the front with Lydia right beside me. She nudged me with her elbow, and I shook my head at her. I was okay and I didn't need to think about it. I didn't not need to wolf out at school, again. I spent most of the class thinking about how I got so lucky to have the friends I have, and how I got so lucky to be able to call Stiles and Scott my best friends. And one of them my brother. The two of them had gotten me through a lot with everything that happened with the kanima and helping me adjust to the supernatural while Isaac was off trying to be this badass wolf, Scott and Stiles were there to help break me into this crazy world of ours.

Chemistry was over all too soon and I bid Lydia farewell after she promised to save me a seat at lunch, and made my way to econ with Liam and Hayden. Cue eye roll so hard my eyes might fall out of my head.

I glared at the blue-eyed boy as I made my way up to the front of the class. I noticed he was sat next to her and I rolled my eyes again as I sorted my books on the table. When coach walked in once everyone was seated, he gave Liam and I a strange look before shaking his head and starting the lesson. I focused on every word he said, and I don't think anyone has ever listened to coach for as long as I did. Ever.

The rest of my classes until lunch I didn't have with either Hayden or Liam, so when lunch rolled around I had a slight bounce in my step as I flopped down in the hard plastic seat beside Stiles, who almost choked on his water when Scott kicked him under the table.

"What's gotten you so excited? I mean not that it's a bad thing, just that I'm curious, what happened between this morning and now?" stile rambled on as he screwed the lid back onto his water. I placed my hand on his thigh gently and threw my head back laughing loudly as I watched Scott look around before his eyes found Liam's baby blues entering the school cafeteria. He nodded his head in understanding and kicked Stiles under the table once again. Stiles glared at him as I shook my head at their antics.

"If you must know, Mom text me before saying she had some pretty big news to share with me today after school, Scott do you think you could give me a lift to see her after?" I turned my head back to him as Lydia sat down with us. Kira and Isaac soon following. Scott nodded at me before Lydia nodded her head towards Stiles and I with a questioning look. I looked down and noticed I still had my hand on his thigh and that he also had been strangely quiet this whole time. I lifted my hand off and it was like a weight had been lifted off him by the looks of things, although he still didn't say anything, he started eating his lunch like nothing had happened. I keep forgetting he used to have a thing of me way back when. I shrugged as the conversation flowed around me as I ate my lunch. I felt Stiles slowly place he hand gently on my knee without looking at me and I just shrugged it off and let him put his hand there. Must be thinking its revenge or something.

"Can I kill him now?" Isaac asked me looking behind him to see Liam with his lips locked with Hayden's. I followed his line of sight and tried to swallow back the tears threatening to escape from my eyes. Stiles grabbed my hand gently in his own and squeezed giving me some sort of comfort.

"No I think I have to handle this one on my own, but thank you." I placed my free hand on his shoulder before I slipped from Stiles' grasp and made my way over to Liam and Hayden. I tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow me outside before I made my way out not sure if he followed me or not. When I turned back around, I saw he had. my eyes flared with rage and I think my eyes changed to red by the sheer terror that overcame Liam's face.

"Why?" was all I ask him as I felt my claws dig into my palms to calm me down.

"Amya, what three things cannot long be hidden?" he asked me as he looked into my eyes.

"Don't give me that bullshit Liam! This is happening because of you! And all because you got jealous of how close Stiles and I are. Are you happy now? You have lost your mate for life and you will never get me back! I am through being treated like shit by men. More like boys, but even Brett had the decency to tell me to my face that I was never good enough for him, that I was worthless, so thank you for being exactly who you promised you would never be! We are fucking over! Or did you think you could have Hayden on the side as your little fuck buddy while I sat in silence and let you have your fun. You are seriously demented if you think tha-."

"You think I'm demented? You're the one who only lets Scott and Stiles touch you and you never thought that would be a problem? Yes, I understand what you went through but if you say you love someone that means you trust them! It doesn't mean you hold your best friends hand the whole way home from Canada, while your boyfriend is in the back of said best friend's jeep! Have fun with Stiles and my baby, tell Scott I'm out too." He turned away from me as I felt the tears slide down my face. My claws had retracted, and my eyes returned to normal as everyone came rushing out of the cafeteria. Stiles held me close to his chest as I sobbed, soaking through his shirt. I took a deep breath before I wiped under my eyes and lifted my head. I already wasn't wearing any make up from earlier so nothing needed fixing.

"You good now?" Stiles asked placing comforting hand on my biceps and rubbing his thumbs in circular motions. I nodded my head and Scott helped the teachers round up the rest of the students to get them back inside. I took a deep breath and wiped my face again. The bell sounded for everyone to get back to class. "You going to be alright?" Stiles asked me as we walked towards our lockers.

"yeah I'll be fine, ill just pretend they aren't there." I shrugged and bumped my hip with the top of his thigh, sometimes I really hate being short, I pulled out my books and closed my locker as I waited with him, knowing we were headed in the same direction. He ruffled my hair and draped his over my head showing just how short I really am. I grasped his wrist gently and pulled his around so it rested around my shoulders instead of my head as I scowled at him and laughed along with him.