i paced quickly away, minho shot me a confused look. but oh shuck they know it's me. they know damn well it's me. how? how could they possibly know that?? i had been so careful. so shucking careful.
i made a sharp right turn, going for my car- it was then that the entire pack stepped into view. scott in the lead.
"stiles. how's chicago?"
i gave a short smile
"oh great. dandy. anyway i'm off now. talk to you guys later"
i could tell scott was about to grab me, i was tuck and i felt like a cornered rat. thankfully the gladers chose that moment to come stand behind me- i breathed a sigh of relief. a while prior i had given them the rundown on the pack- they knew my old name was stiles and they knew what the pack had done- the look on minhos face conveyed exactly what he thought about them- i'm sure if he got the chance he'd have a few colourful words to yell.
"its pretty clean he doesn't wanna talk to you, so how bout you shuck off and leave thomas alone"
gally barked looking fierce. the pack just looked confused."thomas...? this is stiles? our packmate"
scott stated, stepping forward and over the invisible line between the two groups- he gaze bore into me with a fierce intensity- i met it with the same level. after a agonisingly long period of silence, minho spoke up.
"we don't really give two flying fucks what you call him he's not in your 'pack' he's our mate and a shucking good one. now why don't you all run off before someone gets a broken nose- i'm looking at you ken"
he pointed his finger to jackson who honestly looked a little scared for a moment. before composing himself and hissing back. i glanced to aris who looked like he was about to burst into laughter at the sound.
"we just want to talk to our friend stiles. who we have known much longer than you all"
scott interjected- shooting daggers at all of them but especially me."no... uh- no i'm okay but thanks for the concern about all that. uh we can go now guys..."
i mutter awkwardly. i didn't really know how to handle this conversation. i didn't want to talk to scott- i wanted to go back to me and newts room and pass out."stiles. you can't be serious?! we haven't seen or heard of you in at least a year! you owe us an explanation"
scott demanded. i shook my head. clearly there was no way to just run. might as well take this as an opportunity to speak- maybe i could get them to leave me alone"no you don't. i didn't hear from any of you for a year after getting kicked out of the pa- friend group. i was completely ignored/ can you imagine that? one day all of your friends just treat you like a stranger? your friends who have been there since you were children? cause it wasn't fun. not at all, you hurt me scott, worse than anyone has ever hurt me"
i say. both groups fall silent. i don't wait for a response i just head to my car and got in. newt was right behind me- getting into the passenger side. i saw him lightly push teresa to the side who had tried it first.once newt was in minho and gally decided to join, minho opened the window and chucked the keys to aris.
"would you drive mine back? one of the few people i trust with it"
he asked. aris nodded. we waited till everyone was in a car before driving off. not wanting to leave anyone alone with the pack."your old friends are shucking mental 'sTiLes'"
minho joked once we were a good distance away. i chuckled slightly they were positively insane- i was still a little confused on how they recognised me..it's not like i took off my helmet or spoke out loud. i doubt they could have smelt me from there, especially with everyone else around them.i was completely lost in thought so jolted slightly when newt rested his hand on mine by the gearstick.
i shot a soft smile which he returned and interlocked our fingers. i relaxed slightly at the touch and allowed myself to breathe. he had a way of doing that to me- right now i was grateful for it.
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once we were back to our rooms, having taken the cars and hidden them, i stayed there and began to work on the design to beat WCKD. minho stuck with me for a while before leaving to sleep.
by the time i finished up the engine it had already turned to 3 fifteen
i didn't want to utilise it yet. didn't want to give it away to WCKD. so i placed it to the side- hidden underneath some spare gear and picked up my blueprints on the faulty boost.i took a quick glance at my phone. i had three texts off newt. and one off of minho
minho: don't stay up to late. we need you to be awake at the wheel not a passed out crank.
it was minhos way of showing he cared.
newtie: tommy where r u? it's like 1am. text me back x
newtie: where the bloody hell are you. at this rate WCKD might have kidnapped you.
newtie: j woke minho up. he hates me but he told me you were just working on your car. cya in the morning then x
i smiled a little at the concern and walked back to the hotel, i was on my way to my room when teresa bumped into me- my blueprints scattered onto the floor.
"oh my god tom i'm so sorry! here let me help you"
we began to pick them up, i turned away for a moment and she was out of my line of sight. when i turned back she was holding the blueprints out, staring at them in awe.
"woah! is this a better boost? it looks insane!"
i blinked before fueling her thoughts.
"oh yeah- i've been working on it for ages. not even minho knows about it!"
i respond with a small smile. she flashes a grin back at me."i guess that makes me special"
"specials one word to use"
i muttered under my breath. glad she didn't hear. out the corner of my eye i saw her pocket her phone. well that's not suspicious at all...she walked me back to my room, asking at least 3 times if i'd kick newt out for her which i politely declined each time. i bid her goodnight quickly and shut the door.
newt was asleep thank god and i quickly got ready for bed before getting under the covers and slipping into sleep. before i could drift off i felt newt shuffle into my arms, placing his head on my chest. i instinctively wrapped an arm around him, pulling him closer.
"hi tommy"
he whispered"hi newt"
i repliedi let a smile break across my features as i drifted off.
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new life
Fanfictionstiles gets kicked out of the pack so he moves to a new city. he can't face anyone at school any more so he leaves. once there he meets a new group. a better group- they're called the gladers, after a few weeks he joins them in their illegal stre...