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Not a crush anymore

Chapter 8

The school day was finally over and Scott and Stiles made their way to the lacrosse field. God knew neither of them wanted to go to practice, but they had to. Scott's mom would kill the young werewolf if he missed practice and it might cost them their sleepover/battle plan meeting. When they arrived in the locker rooms most of the other players were already dressed in their lacrosse gear and were making their way to the coach.

As Scott and Stiles were getting dressed they didn't notice Jackson locking the door leading to the school and they also didn't notice when the boy locked the door to the playing field as well. At least that's what the lacrosse player thought. Scott had heard both doors closing as well as the locks being turned. When Jackson started to make his way to the two of them Scott turned to Stiles and stepped close to the brunet.

"Jackson just locked us in. Stay calm." He turned around a little before a thought struck him and he turned to fully face Stiles again. "And at least act normal even though I know that that is hard for you."

Scott chuckled as his best friend punched him in the shoulder wincing at the harsh connection. Just then Jackson came around with a flower in his hand. Stiles eyes widened and he quickly walked over to the boy and punched him in the face. Scott stood gasping at his best friend before he saw the small amount of wolfsbane in Jackson's hand. The young werewolf growled deeply before he turned to Stiles.

"Stiles go flush that down the toilet, would you?"

The brunet nodded and left the two of them alone while he walked over to the toilets and flushed the bit of wolfsbane down. For a second it looked like it wasn't going to go down and just swim in the toilet, but them it sunk like a stone and was gone. When Stiles returned to the changing areas Scott was standing over Jackson who was sporting a very prominent bruise under his left eye.

Stiles winced when he saw it turning a purple greenish color and looked at Scott who had turned into his wolf form. The young werewolf was growling at Jackson who looked ready to wet himself any second now. The brunet shook his head and stepped in front of Scott. Stiles crossed his arms over his head and cracked a small smile.

"Sit boy! Who's a good boy? Come on sit!"

Scott turned to his best friend and growled at the brunet. He turned back into his human form and punched Stiles in the shoulder. The brunet winced, but couldn't complain before Scott said something of his own.

"Sit boy? I'll make you be unable to sit for a week you idiot!"(A/N: Not what you think you pervs. He was gonna kick him)

Stiles chuckled nervously before deflecting Scott's anger from him to Jackson.

"He was the one with the wolfsbane."

The brunet even went as far as to point his finger at the lacrosse player. Somehow it made Stiles look a little bit like a kid who was just caught doing something bad and is now trying to lessen punishment by changing the subject. The young werewolf shook his head slightly before turning to look at Jackson.

"What is it you want?"

The lacrosse player looked more relaxed now that Scott was back to being human or rather looking human. It hadn't taken a werewolf to smell the fear that had come off of Jackson when Scott had stood over him. He picked himself off of the ground and stood, even if timidly, in front of Scott. They stared at each other for a while before Jackson sighed and fell to his knees in front of the young werewolf.

The boy looked pleadingly up at Scott. The young werewolf sighed. He knew exactly what Jackson wanted but he also knew that he couldn't give it to him. Not even if he wanted to.

"Listen you know I can't give you what you want. I'm a beta. If I bite you it's gonna hurt like hell, but nothing else. If you want the bite you need to find an alpha willing to change you. And before you even ask I will not tell you the identity of the alpha living here."

Jackson glared up at Scott until the young werewolf growled at him. He stood back up and walked over to the door and unlocked it again. Before he left the room he looked back at Scott and Stiles and glared at them.

"I will find out even if it is the last thing I do and once I have I will rip your throat out with my teeth."

Jackson left the two of them alone and Scott couldn't help but ponder his words. Even if the lacrosse player ever found out who the alpha was the young werewolf doubted that Peter Hale would ever change him. The alpha had already come close to killing the lacrosse player and he would certainly have no problem killing a teenager.

And where had Jackson even gotten the wolfsbane? Around those parts it was quite hard to come by. The only time Scott had ever seen some was at Derek's sister's grave and even that bit had taken Derek days to fine according to him. The young werewolf decided to leave the matter alone for the time being and left the locker room with Stiles following him.

Stiles was panicking, but just a little tiny bit. Scott seemed to deep in thought to notice how his breathing and heartbeat had changed. For a second Stiles wanted to kick his own ass. How could he have actually believed that Lydia had not stolen his car for a reason. The girl was smarter than half of the school together so why would she steal a car because of a bet?

Well Stiles knew that answer now. He knew Scott would kick the living daylights out off him as soon as the werewolf found out, but... no the brunet didn't even have a good enough excuse. How could he have been stupid enough to keep the wolfsbane in his car? After Scott had nearly gone berserk because off it he had thrown it out of his window, but he couldn't just leave it there so when Scott was gone Stiles had gotten it back.

The brunet was now really regretting it. The only question left was how on earth did Jackson even know where he could find wolfsbane? And how did he convince Lydia to steal his car and take the wolfsbane out of the back seat. And yes you heard right out of. Stiles had gone to great measures to keep the little bit of wolfsbane he had hidden.

"So where do you suppose he got the wolfsbane from?"

Scott asked not really focusing on Stiles at all.

"I don't know."

Lie.

A/N: And the plot thickens! Now don't worry the long awaited Sleepover/Battle plan meeting will start in the next chapter with a nervous Stiles, Scott trying his luck with matchmaking and a suspicious Derek...;) REVIEW