Healing Love- Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Sixty Two- Testing

"By testing, you don't think he means..." Leaving his sentenced unfinished, Stiles didn't want to say out loud all the thoughts he was currently thinking.

"No it cant be. Derek saw it wasn't her. Why would they need to test her again?" Her brother asked and was once again too loud for the class, making Coach look through his eyebrows at him.

"Coach, i need to use the bathroom?"

"What are you doing?" Scott asked through gritted teeth so it didn't look like he was talking as Coach put up a finger, indicating Stiles to wait until he finished having a go at Greenburg.

"Well, i will go check on her. Find where he took her and what they're doing."

"And do what? Fight against a werewolf with your sarcastic comments?"

"Now who's the sarcastic one." He huffed and crossed his arms like a child in a tantrum. "I will do something."

"Stilinski, what did you ask me?" Coach too had his arms crossed over his polo shirt as he lingered at the front of the class, looking at Stiles with beady eyes.

"Um, i asked if I could go to the bathroom." His fingers tapped an unknown rhythm on the table as he waited on the answer from his coach so he was able to check on Rosie who was with a Werewolf.

"What, and follow your girlfriend around and see where shes got up to? I don't think so."

"Shes not my girlfriend." Stiles replied under his breath only loud enough for those around him to hear, earning a sympathetic look from Scott.

"They wouldn't do anything on school grounds would they?" Jackson intertwined with the boys' conversation as he once more, leant forward and kept an eye on Coach's whereabouts. "I mean, theres many people here."

"I don't know with Derek."

*

As the boys continued to exchange conspiracies of what Isaac and Rosie were doing or whether the Kanima could be Lydia, Rosie and Isaac walked down the corridor from the class she had just evacuated.

"Harris didn't ask you to get me, did he?"

"Although you're grades don't show it, you're actually pretty smart." Isaac did not look at her as he wore a serious expression on his face mixed with his constant smug smile.

"You've looked at my grades?" She stopped in the middle of the corridor, shocked at the invasion of privacy from someone she barely knew.

"Yeah, well how else was i supposed to know what class you're in?"

"And why did you need to find out where i would be at 11 am on a Tuesday?" Questioning him while he finally stopped and turned to face her in the centre of the corridor.

"Derek wants you." Stated Isaac, rather simply as he laid the cards out. "And I said about the extra testing just to make them scared."

"Im flattered but a psychotic werewolf isn't my type to be honest."

"Not like that." Genuinely he laughed, and It wasn't a devilish laugh but a real one. "He wants you in his pack."

Automatically, Rosie burst out laughing at the fact that Derek, the man who was prepared to kill her only days before, now wants her to become part of his pack. She thought It was ridiculous.

"Now why would he want that?" Rosie leant on the lockers lazily, still chuckling at what Isaac had proclaimed.

"Because." He over pronounced in a flirtatious way which Rosie brushed off as he was giving her answers. "Because he knows what you are."

Her smile dropped and became dead serious and stern, looking at Isaac she saw that he acknowledged her change in expression and smiled at it.

"So it is true."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Kissing her teeth, she attempted to hide the fact that there was something to know about her and she was gutted that Derek found out. Trying to deceive him, she shook her head and shrugged as she spoke.

"Well anyway, he says you would be essential to his pack and would help in killing this thing." Isaac began to walk away but made sure she was able to hear what he said as he did so. "Whoever it is."

"You know who it is?"

Rosie watched Isaac twirl on his foot so he could once again face her and she saw his famous grin, meaning he would be devious or was planning something devious.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Almost on cue, the bell went for the end of class and students flooded the corridor, making Isaac blend with them as he walked away and Rosie just stand in the centre of them.

"Rosie!" From the end of the corridor her name was called and she saw two boys scurry through the crowds of hormonal teenagers to get to her, like they were in a maze. Once the reached her, Stiles was already out of breath, although it was only a small distance.

"What was that about?"

"Did he hurt you?"

"What did he say?"

"Are you paralyzed?"

"Why aren't you speaking?"

Bombarded with all these questions, Rosie just stood there watching them in awe at the amount of panic they had collected in such a small amount of time and waited for them to finish.

"You done?"

"Yep, so tell us. What happened?" Scott asked his sister while he looked past her at Isaac who had now met up with Erica at the other side of the corridor.

"Derek wants me in his pack." She stated, as if it was that simple.

"What, why? He knows the bite didn't take. So why would he want a human in his pack? What use would that be?"

"But I'm not human am i?" Leaning in closely to the boys, Stiles still panting, thinking that this was a way of them not being able to hear her.

"But he doesn't know that." Stiles said, in between sharp breathes he took in, trying to catch his breath back.

"Apparently he does. But i don't know how."

"Did he say anything else? Anything unusual?" The buzzcut asked without bringing the focus on his jealousy, by pretending he was not.

"They think they know who it is." Turning around, Rosie went to face where Isaac and Erica were smiling smugly as they listened in to the conversation the trio were having.

"Jackson said they were talking about Lydia."

"But..." Shaking her head, Rosie denied the fact that it could be her best friend after almost spending the every minute of the last three days with her. "Its not her."

The two werewolves at the other end of the corridor looking at Rosie, grinning, and shrugged sarcastically before they left, heading to their next lesson, Chemistry.