"Every girl deserves a boy that can make her forget her heart was ever broken."
[Teen Wolf] [Season 1 - 6] [Stiles Stilinski x OC]
STARTED: OCTOBER 2, 2021
FINISHED:
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C H A P T E R T E N ! Misha (And More Alpha)
Today was Allison's birthday, so Mercy had gotten her a gift. She didn't start babysitting until soon, so she didn't have a lot of money to get a super expensive gift, but she settled on a nice perfume, lotion, body scrub and candle set that cost forty dollars.
She had done it discreetly, since she got the impression that Allison wasn't all that excited about her birthday, or just didn't want people to know.
Not only that, but she wasn't in home room though, so Mercy assumed she had skipped out with Scott, or was just extremely late. But as time passed, Mercy decided on skipping.
"Just a friendly reminder--" Harris says loud enough to knock Mercy out of her thoughts. "Parent-teacher conferences are tonight! Students below a C-average are required to attend. I won't name you because the shame and self-disgust should be more than enough punishment."
Mercy rolled her eyes, as Harris spoke again. "Has anyone seen Scott McCall?"
When he got no response, he turned to Jackson and Mercy, who were two spaces from each other. "Hey, Mercy, Jackson-- if either of you need to leave early for any reason, you let me know."
Mercy raised a brow, shocked by the fact that he was willingly being nice to a student. Let alone two. Nevertheless, she didn't say anything, not wanting to take his kindness for granted.
"Everyone, start reading chapter nine." He then said, and Mercy flipped her book open, and scooted up in her seat. "Hey, Jackson." she whispered. "Hmm?" The boy answered, looking up after a second.
"Do you have any gum?"
Jackson nodded. "Yeah." he spoke, as he dug into the pocket of his leather jacket, and pulled out a piece of 5ive gum.
He slid it to Mercy, who thanked him gratefully, before popping it into her mouth and continuing her reading. "Mr. Stilinski," Harris said loudly.
"Try putting the highlighter down between paragraphs. It's chemistry, not a coloring book."
Stiles drops the highlighter from his mouth, sitting down in his chair as he continues to work. After a moment when he's sure that Mr. Harris is no longer watching— or listening, he leans forward in his seat so that he's in earshot with Danny.
"Hey, Danny-- can I ask you a question?" He says, making the boy roll his eyes. "No."
"Well, I'm going to anyway." Stiles says, making Mercy chuckle, as she drops hear head in her hands. "Um, did Lydia show up in your homeroom today?" he asks.
