HEEEEEEYYYY! Back with a new chapter. Thanks for those who reviewed on the last chapter, really appreciate it. Again, don't own Teen Wolf or any of the characters except for Michael. Hope you enjoy and review. Oh, and I apologize if there are any errors with grammar; don't have a beta. But, anywho, on with the story.

This story has malexmale relationships. Don't like or just not your thing, don't read. Simple as that.

Chapter 2

Stiles awoke when his alarm sounded for the third time, playing Apologize by Hollywood Undead. He sat up in bed and turned it off, noticing there was a slight chill in the air. He climbed out of bed and went to the window to see if his dad was back from work yet. The only car in the driveway was his reliable jeep which he loved to death. 'Okay, well it seems I am by myself. Guess I'll go take a quick shower before heading to school.' Stiles thought as he turned away and headed to the bathroom.

Ten minutes passed when Stiles finally came out of the shower, ready for school. He grabbed his school bag and took his keys off the table by the front door. He walked outside to his jeep and climbed in, starting the car up to heat up the interior. Once the car heated up enough, Stiles began to drive to school. He looked at the clock as he drove into the school's parking lot and noticed it was only 7:55. "Damn, I'm cutting it close. Good thing I actually woke up and didn't sleep in like usual." Stiles said to himself as he got out of his jeep and headed to his first block where he knew Scott was waiting for him.

As soon as Stiles walked into the classroom, Scott practically jumped out of his seat and ran up to him. He grabbed his arm and pulled him toward two seats in the back of the room.

"Dude, why are you so early? I mean that's a good thing but it's not like you to be here on time." Scott started off, leaving out that the only times Stiles was early or on time to school was when Derek made him get up and drove him. "And are you going to tell about that guy?"

"Glad you're concerned about me and not obsessing over Allison like usual." Stiles said nonchalantly. "And the only thing I left out of my story was that his eyes were silver and he might be a werewolf. Not entirely sure on that last tidbit."

Before Scott was able to retort, the teacher, Mr. Harris, walked in and told everyone to sit down while a guy came and stood next to him. He sat down at his desk and, once everyone quieted down, introduced his new student. "Alright, everyone, settle down. We have a new student today. His name is Michael Corbin."

As soon as Stiles heard that first name, he immediately looked up. And to his revelation, his suspicion was proven right; the new student Michael was the same Michael he met in the forest. He thought he would never see him again, let alone have the same class as him. To surprise Stiles even more, Michael looked at him directly and smiled which caused Stiles to blush.

"Michael, you can go and sit by Mr. Stilinski in the back there." Mr. Harris says, pointing at Stiles to emphasize who he was talking about.

And Michael was more than pleased to oblige as he calmly yet swiftly made his way through the rows of desks to his new assigned seat. Once seated, Michael looked at Stiles and smiled. Then, he casually leaned toward his ear while the teacher had his back to them as he wrote on the white board.

"Hey, Stiles. I missed you. I didn't think that I'd be going to the same school as you." he said as he gently stroked Stiles' leg then pulled away and listened to Mr. Harris give a lecture about nuclear subdivision as if nothing had happened. In fact, he kind of chuckled when he saw Stiles fidgeting and blushing in the corner of his eye; even though they had just met, Michael couldn't help but think Stiles was completely adorable.

After about an hour of class, the fire alarm went off. It shocked everyone that it was going off so early in the day, well everyone except Scott who had smelt something burning in the school. Mr. Harris escorted his class out of the room and out into the parking lot. He did a head count before going to talk to the other teachers to figure out what happened.

"Scott, do you know what happened? Like, is this just a drill or is it serious? And if serious, is it an electrical fire/ janitor forgetting to put out his cigarette or supernatural being trying to kill us, yet again." Stiles asked, standing next to Scott by a handicap parking sign and determining whether to freak out or stay calm.

"One of the counselors was smoking and forgot to put out their cigarettes. Torched their office." Scott said turning to face Stiles with a smile plastered on his face, honing in on Mr. Harris and Ms. Kean's conversation. "And thanks to them, we're going to be leaving school early now."

"Are you serious? Dude, that is awesome." Stiles said, returning his best friend's smile and looking excited as he saw Michael begin walking toward them. He looked at Scott to ask if he could go talk to Michael but noticed that he was no longer smiling; a look of pure shock and anger had taken its place. "Scott, what's wrong?"

"Stiles, don't turn around." Scott said, slightly growling. The look on his face showing nothing but hate and disgust for whoever he was looking at. 'Why the fuck is he here?" he thought angrily because Stiles finally seemed to be forgetting about him.

"What's up, is Matt by Allison again?" Stiles said, chuckling at the thought of Scott being jealous again for the umpteenth time and turning around. However, what he saw was not Matt following Allison around like a love-struck puppy but Derek walking toward him. "Oh my god…not now, why now?"

As Derek got closer to Scott and Stiles, Stiles began to back up and turn around, trying to get away from him. However, before he could actually get anywhere, Derek rushed forward and grabbed his wrist. "Babe, wait. Can we talk for a bit?" he said, smiling slightly.

"Oh, now you want to talk? Talk about what, Derek?" Stiles said while trying to pull his arm out of the strong grip. "Honestly Derek, did you believe I'd actually want to talk to you after what you did?" He tugged on his arm harder, yet still no luck in retrieving his captured limb.

"Babe, listen to me. It's not what it looked like. Isaac was just a warm body to me while you were gone." Derek said, trying to coax Stiles into believing him and failing tremendously if the enraged look on Stiles' face had anything to say. "I mean, look, I swear that it didn't mean anything to me and Isaac knew that. You know that I love you, Stiles."

"Oh really, you love me? Then, why didn't you tell me the first time you started sleeping with Isaac, huh?! And why didn't you stop after the first time?" Stiles yelled, finally getting his hand out of Derek's grip and glaring daggers at him. "And for the record, I think your little affair did mean something to you and especially Isaac. Because [1] he wasn't in school today and I know for a fact that since he is a werewolf, he can heal pretty quickly. In other words, you would have made him come to school like you did with me even though I'm not a fucking werewolf! And [2] since you didn't make him come to school, I'm pretty sure you guys fucked a couple of more times before coming here. Plus, I can see him in the back seat of your car so you're not fooling anyone."

Once he finished his tirade, Stiles turned and started walking away from Derek with Scott close behind him. 'I can't believe him! That bastard seriously thought that I'd take him back just because he apologized for sleeping with some guy for the three weeks I was gone. I cannot believe him!' he thought as he walked toward his jeep, feeling angry and slightly depressed. Halfway to his jeep, Stiles' forearm is grabbed which causes him to backlash on the person. "Damn it, Derek! I told you I didn't want to talk to you!"

"Guess it's a good thing I'm not Derek then, huh cutie." Michael said, loosening his grip and letting his hand slide down to Stiles' slim wrist. "Are you alright, Stiles?"

"Michael? Oh my god, I am so sorry! I didn't mean to yell at you. I was just so angry and Derek, he came and he tried to and-" Stiles said, feeling a bit of an ass for letting his frustration out on Michael. "Can you forgive me?"

"Of course I can. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay. Besides, it's understandable why you yelled at me; your ex-boyfriend" Michael says, turning and pointing to Derek then looking at Stiles. "is a dick and asshole who thinks he can get you back just because he apologized to you for sleeping with someone and then has the nerve to bring that person here if the guy in the back of his Camaro has anything to say about the situation. You deserve so much better than that, better than him."

After hearing what Michael had said, Stiles was shocked. He thought that Michael wouldn't understand and possibly tell him that he was overreacting. But, he didn't do that at all; he actually got why he was so mad and was even on his side. Stiles couldn't have been happier to hear these words at a time like this. All he wanted to do was hug Michael and just listen to his comforting words.

"Michael, you have no idea how much that means to me for you to say that. I'm just so confused right now and really needed to hear that." Stiles said, trying to hold back his overwhelming emotions. "Um, do you need a ride? I mean, if you don't mind riding with me and Scott."

Michael smiled and wrapped his arm around Stiles' waist. "Of course, I'll ride with you guys. Besides, I walked here so it would be much more convenient to go with you. Now, let's go get Scott from wherever he went." He said, ruffling Stiles' hair and walking him over to where he last saw Stiles' loyal yet incredibly naïve best friend. As they walked pass the Camaro, Michael shot Derek a glare that could have frozen Hell over and emanated his intense rage toward the man for hurting his, or at least soon to be his, Stiles. But, the glare didn't faze Derek at all. In fact, Derek glared back at Michael for how cozy he was getting with Stiles. Then, he got into his Camaro and drove him and Isaac back to the Hale house. Meanwhile, Michael helped Stiles into the car and went to the passenger side of the Jeep to get in, ignoring the curious look given to him by Scott.

End of second chapter, hope you enjoyed it and review. Will try to update soon, bye you guys.