"Today sucks, Scott!" I whined, throwing myself onto my bed. After being partnered with Derek, my next two classes assigned homework. Both of the assignments were long and difficult and made to judge how much we know. My 7th hour was Biology with Scott. I could have taken it last year and taken either Anatomy or Accelerated Chemistry this year, but I hate science. With a burning passion. Research is my forte. I can write papers and do reports, but I'm not planning on doing anything related to medicine or science so could someone please explain to me why I would need to know the structure of a plant and animal cell? I had to do a presentation on said animal cell structure in two days and my 8th hour was AP US History where we had a paper due.

"Why did today suck?" Scott sat down on my desk chair, throwing his backpack down.

"Because I got partnered with stupid Derek Hale for AP Lit, we have a biology presentation AND I have a paper due for APUSH.

"I thought being partnered with Derek would be a good thing." Scott had this confused puppy look on his face and I sighed.

"Scott do you know me at all? You saw how I was around Lydia. I could barely speak. How do you think I'm going to act around the sex god that is Derek Hale?" Scott's face scrunched up in disgust.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that about Derek and-" Scott's phone rang and he immediately pulled it out. I could tell from the dopey, love-sick look on his face that it was Allison. He answered and his face went from dopey to focused in an instant. His face flushed and he glanced at me. He asked her to hold on and looked at me. "Stiles-"

"Just go." I told him before he could ask. Scott grinned at me and hopped up. He grabbed his bag before rushing out the door. I sighed and relaxed on my bed. There was really nothing I could do. Scott loves Allison, or at least he thinks he does. I'm not going to take that away from him just because I'm feeling a little lonely. The doorbell rang a moment later but I knew mom would get it so I just laid there. There was a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in." I said. My mom's face peeked around the door. She had an odd look on her face and I immediately became concerned. Dad was a police officer, after all. He could be hurt at any minute.

"There's someone at the door for you." I raised my eyebrow. Scott was really the only person that would be at the door, but if it were him mom would have just let him in. Not to mention he just left for Allison so he wouldn't be back any time soon.

"Who is it?"

"Come down and see." She was smiling oddly which made me nervous. That either meant that it was someone I hated or someone I loved. I slowly got off of my bed and walked towards the door. With my guard still up I followed her down the stairs. I got to the bottom and my jaw dropped. Derek Hale was sitting on my couch like he belonged there, like it was a thing.

"Hey Stiles." He said nonchalantly. I felt the confusion on my face as I looked at him through narrow eyes.

"Hi?" There was a question there which he obviously couldn't be bothered to answer. I waited for a few seconds before continuing. "What's up? Why are you here?" Mom thumped me on the back of the head before walking past me to the kitchen. Maybe it did sound rude but I've only talked to the guy twice in my life and he knows where I live? Seems legit.

"We have a project to work on." He smirked at me before his eyes trailed to the tv. There was a baseball game replay on, Cardinals verses Nationals.

"Really? The Cardinals? They're from Missouri, aren't they?" I questioned, not moving from my spot.

"Yeah, what's your point?" He raised his eyebrow at me, a challenge.

"Doesn't it make more sense to like a more…local team?" He scoffed.

"The Cardinals won the world series last year, thank you very much. And did you see this game? There was no way they were going to win. There were two outs in the bottom of the ninth, Cardinals were down, a guy on third, the pitcher sucked and walked some people then with two strikes they hit the ball and scored. That's why they're awesome and that's why they deserve my love." I snorted, I couldn't help it. He looked like a little kid, his face animated.

"Okay, yeah, whatever. Have fun with that. I have better things to do than watch baseball." Derek looked seriously offended by that.

"What is possibly better than watching baseball?"

"Um, I don't know, how about eating, sleeping, carnivals, funnel cakes, corn dogs, pizza, any food really, kissing, making out, sex," I broke off as soon as that came out of my mouth. I can't believe I just said that out loud. And to top it off, I'm me, so I obviously couldn't stop talking after that. "Which, you know, I haven't actually experienced that. I mean those last three things. My mouth is a virgin just like the rest of me and I really can't believe I'm saying this out loud and I think it's time for my Adderall." Derek sat there watching me with an amused expression.

"Your mouth is a virgin just like the rest of you?" He asked, a smirk tugging on the corners of his mouth. My face turned an embarrassing shade of red and I knew I was staring at him but I couldn't figure out how to look away. "You know, that can be easily changed." I totally did not squeak at that. I made a very manly sound of surprise.

"With that I'm going to go get some food. From my mother. Who is in the next room." I said pointedly and started walking towards the kitchen. "Don't worry I'll bring you something." I burst into the kitchen and made sure the door was closed before turning to my mother. "WHY would you let him in the house?" I stage whispered. "Do you want me to die? Is that it?" She rolled her eyes at me.

"I'll give you some credit. You have good taste. If you're going to like guys I would be perfectly happy for it to be him. He's hot." She winked at me and my jaw dropped. "I would take him as a son-in-law any day."

"Mom! I actually did yell this time, mortified. "He's here to work on a project. There is no interest from him at all other than school work. Which sucks by the way cuz AP classes suck. Suckity suckity suck." She chuckled and I took a moment to appreciate the sound. I was feeling oddly sentimental, especially since every time I was around my mom I started to get a bad feeling. I walked up to her and hugged her tight. She made a noise and hugged me back.

"What was that for?" She asked when I pulled away. I shrugged.
"I don't know. I just love you, mom." She smiled at me and patted my cheek.

"I made you guys some sandwiches since I was in here." She handed me two plates and started to push me out of the door. I walked over to Derek and handed him one of the plates and he grinned at me. I started to move over to the recliner since he was sitting on the couch but he grabbed my shirt and pulled me so I flopped down next to him, startled. He smirked at me before looked over at my mom who was standing by the front door watching us.

"So, boys, I'm going to go to the store and then run some more errands. I'll be gone for about an hour, maybe later. Have fun." She winked at me and my jaw dropped.

"Mother!" I yelled, but she was already halfway out the door. I heard her chuckle and rolled my eyes. "Sorry about her. She's a little odd sometimes." Derek smiled at me, a genuine smile this time.

"It's ok. She reminds me of my mom. I think they would get along great." I smiled, looking down at my food. Suddenly I realized something.

"Hey, if you came over here to work on our project, why didn't you bring any supplies or anything?" Derek's smile turned into a grin and he didn't bother answering. He relaxed back against the couch, focusing his attention on the TV screen.