Sterek~ Rewriting history with you

19

"Where are we going?" Stiles asked Scott,

"You'll see, I figured because of what happened at the school, we need to get drunk," Scott told him showing him a bottle of Jack, Stiles shook his head and followed him.

"Here we are." Scott gestured to log, Stiles nodded and sat down,

"I know you've been out of it since, I know I haven't been supportive of your friendship with Derek, and this is my way of apology." Scott handed him a cup and poured the alcohol in, Stiles knew he couldn't get drunk but drank anyway,

"Thanks," Stiles whispered, He felt like he couldn't move, he felt paralyzed,

"You are welcome, Did your dad find the janitor?" Scott asked, Stiles shrugged, he hadn't really been out of his room to ask, "Well anyways, How are you holding up?" Scott asked,

"What do you mean? I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" Stiles asked as Scott took a long drink,

"well with what happened with Derek, you must be sad, I saw the way you looked at him." Scott sighed,

"Scotty, we were just friends, I didn't look at him any type of way," Stiles told him, Scott did not seem convinced,

"Nu-uh man, You liked him, just admit it, I'm not going to disown you," Scott said drunkenly,

"And? You hated him, what would it matter?" Stiles muttered, He just wanted this conversation to be over,

"I didn't hate him, I just didn't trust him, Stiles? It's okay if you felt something for him, everyone has their type, and if your type is broody, grumpy, older men then I will be supportive of that." Scott smiled,

"Yeah whatever, okay fine, I was falling for him, You just don't see him as I do, and you now never will," Stiles admitted,

"Maybe if he stayed alive," Scott told him, Stiles chuckled lowly, Scott was drunk, Stiles shook his head as he remembered that he couldn't get drunk anymore, Stupid werewolf side effects, He thought

"Hey, would you look at that?" A guy with a grey beanie came out of the bushes and took the bottle of Jack away from Scott, Stiles got up quickly,

"Give him back the bottle," Stiles said sternly, his anger was now growing, he hated this week so much,

"Or what? Your friend here is wasted as it is and now I believe it is our turn." The guy said as Stiles saw another come out and nod,

"Give. me. the. bottle." Stiles ordered, if the guys were smart they would just give it back,

"Oh, that's so cute! This one is trying to sound tough!" The guy said, The second one sat there and chuckled, Scott looked out of it, Stiles showed his eyes to the guys, Stiles took the bottle from them and threw it at the tree,

"I am not going to ask again." He told them, they looked frightened and ran,

"Woah dude." Scott looked surprised, Stiles flickered his eyes back to normal and nodded to his friend,

"I think it's time to go." Stiles helped Scott up and they headed to their homes, Stiles made sure his mom didn't see him and made sure Scott was passed out before returning home himself.

"Hey, Stiles?" His dad came into his room, Stiles murmured into his pillow, "School's reopening today." His dad informed him, Stiles nodded, "Look, you gotta go to school." His dad sighed, Stiles turned over,

"I know." Stiles agreed as he got up,

"You going to be okay?" His dad asked,

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" He asked, His dad shrugged,

"You did witness a murder." His dad said, "I'm fine dad." Stiles informed him, he nodded and left, Stiles sighed and flopped back onto his pillow.

"So are we gonna talk about what happened?" Jackson asked, Stiles shrugged as did Scott, Allison, and Lydia,

"I think we should keep it between us, The school doesn't know we were involved, let's keep it that way," Stiles answered,

"Okay." Scott was the first to agree and of course, Allison followed suit,

"I guess," Lydia answered,

"So I guess we're like a group now." Jackson shrugged as did the rest of them.

"Dad? Did you find something?" Stiles walked over to his dad who was coming out of the principal's office,

"I thought you had some big test?" He asked,

"I do but that can wait, did you find something?" Stiles asked,

"Well we were investigating around and found blood in the front, do you know anything about that?" His dad asked, Stiles shook his head, "We're going to send it out to get tested, now Please get the test done." His dad pointed down the hall, and Stiles reluctantly nodded.

"You have 45 minutes to complete the test. 25% of your grade can be earned right now simply by writing your name on the cover of the blue book. However, as happens every year, one of you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover, and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher. So let's get the disappointment over with. Begin." Mr. Harris instructed.

Stiles picked up his pen, but all he could think about were those test results, They were bound to come back to only belong to Derek, How was he supposed to explain that? His dad could suspect him and then there would be a warrant out for his arrest again in only a month Sure Derek was presumed dead but that still scared him, Stiles felt dizzy and like he couldn't breathe, Stiles tried to study his breathing but it wasn't working, So he got up and bolted out of the room, "Stilinski!" He heard the teacher yell after him.

"Stiles?" He heard Scott yell, but he was too busy trying to breathe to answer,

"You okay?" Scott asked as he came to the side of him,

"Do you need a puff from my inhaler?" Scott said as he grabbed his inhaler and threw it at him, Stiles took it and took a puff and surprisingly it worked,

"Thanks," Stiles told him, Scott nodded,

"What was that about?" Scott asked,

"They found Derek's blood," Stiles told him,

"And that caused you to have an asthma attack?" Scott sounded confused,

"Panic attack, and yes it did, Now they will suspect him." Stiles sighed,

"I'm still not convinced he's innocent," Scott said,

"You can't be serious! After what you said last night?" Stiles asked,

"I was drunk," Scott murmured,

"Whatever, I'm going to go take that test." Stiles stormed off.