The bell rang loud and clear for the start of lessons. It made Scott's ears ring with pain, he rubbed his eyes hard and well for his whole focus was very fuzzy, and he blamed it from lack of sleep! In all honesty Scott hadn't really slept in days and found that life was dumping all of its problems on him at that very moment. He had a history assignment due, an English paper next period, a maths test, pop quiz, lacrosse training... "Scott, Scot" hammered Stiles, he kicked Scott hard on the shin only to get a pain up his own leg, forgetting that Scott Skin was like rock "Are you even listening, Gosh sometimes I wonder why I bother to help you" he muttered under his breath knowing Scott could perfectly hear.

Scott opened his eyes "What" he said looking around lazily to find stiles' face but only to stare into the piercing eyes of his teacher whom he hated! I suppose it could be down to the numerous detentions that recently took place every night. Stiles sighed, another detention he could already see it coming. Scott hadn't really realized he'd once again falling asleep and that it was now half way through the lesson, English was his hardest lesson but falling asleep wasn't his thing, yes he may hate English but he did usually try and listen to what was going on.

"Mr. McCall Tell me the answer" he eyes stayed still and level a small sneer forming across his face but he stared forward calm and perplexed. Scott shifted peering to Allison, who sat still with a sympathetic glance then to Stiles whose eyes were wide, and trying well what it seemed to mouth something to Scott, banana, Bosnia, no it wasn't that, Blurrrrrrr maybe? Scott couldn't tell. He squinted towards his teacher. "I don't know sir" stiles sighed shaking his head.

"You don't know" his teacher seemed taken aback, a fake shocked face with a hint of a smile "well what of a surprise, do you ever listen? Did you even read the book? No no no that's too complicated. Do you know its title? Do you even know what lesson this is?"His voice raised an octave as he waved his arms about like a windmill! "I have very much lost all faith in you!"He stood up now moving towards Scott a crazed look in his eye! "Come on Scott" he shouted slamming a text book hard and heavy on the desk, it shook. Scott just sat there clenching his fists to control the anger burning up inside him. The wind blew hard across the room knocking paper onto the floor. Scott shivered. The teacher moved back towards the front a stared across the class he appeared as though he had completely lost hope in teaching. He stood still a moment watching the silent class as they all glanced downwards avoiding his gaze. "Well we will continue this discussion Mr. McCall in detention" he said sitting down, "Right turn to page 194 of Mice and Men and lets continue" he said sharply raising his eyebrows and cocking his head in an unusual twinge. Luckily for Scott the lesson went smoothly without any interruptions of course he didn't understand or even manage to stay awake for the lesson but he tried, and naturally Stiles kicked every time he nodded off!

The rest of the day was nothing easier Scott really just wanted to collapse. It had all started a few weeks before when he found it hard to sleep at night. It didn't rouble him to begin was; he thought his nocturnal instincts had something to do with it! But then his wake up became then ... eventually he was falling asleep shattered at 8:30 when everyone else was at parties or out having a great time.

The day tired on growing vague and restless- his results were appalling and having to face all the slap from the other teachers drove his mind insane but what was worse was what was waiting when he arrived home.

The Talk.

His darling mother, Melissa, whom knew nothing about his wolfy side, had put his strange tiredness to depression after his breakup with his girlfriend Allison. She had him taking every vitamin in the cupboard along with iron pills and various tonics which she'd smuggled from work and tired to remain up-beat and cheerful around him, although Scott could smell the anxiety steaming off of her. Despite his exhaustion his senses were as sharp as ever. Every day she had a phone call from school confirming his detentions and every day she had a talk with Scott discussing his future options. "I know it's hard" she'd said one evening "but Allison's in the past and your English exam is tomorrow we can get through this Scott" he knew she wanted him to have the education he needed and E's and G's were not going to get him into university even for a sports scholarship he needed the grades to back him up. He understood why she pushed him so hard to succeed but nothing so far had seemed to go right.

The walk home was dreary and long although the sun lay high in the sky for an autumn day. The golden leaves lay scattered along the roads still as ornaments, with no breeze it was pleasantly warm, Stiles was as cheerful as ever making jokes and carrying a long stick which he pushed the leaves around with, he was like a kid again but for once Scott couldn't even laugh at his jokes, he trudged foreword talking short sides, staring at the ground sadly.

"Have you actually been to a doctor yet?" asked Stiles slowing to let Scott catch up.

"And what would they say?"

"Well I don't know they might take a blood test and that might have the answer, it's sure worth a try, your were already flunking school I really don't think you need even more help!" he spun and faced Scott chuckling to himself awkwardly , Scott didn't even blink.

"A blood tests you serious" he said quietly. He eyes had no life just the warm milky brown that was so innocent.

"What!"

"I'm not human!"He sighed. Stiles smile left his face. He put his hands in his pockets and swayed slightly. Kicking a stone a across the road.

"Well... I... I knew that I was just testing you and you passed congratulations" he clapped hard then turned abruptly and walked briskly foreword not glancing behind at all. Scott groaned he didn't really know whether a blood test would show that he wasn't human or not or even if it would make a difference, he folded his arms hugging himself before walking on home, he was cold and was meant to meeting Derek that night but like that was going to happen.