A Hale of a Teacher

Chapter Seventeen

Claire's POV
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"Uh... definitely not skipping school..." Stiles laughed sheepishly.

Isaac smirked, "Lemme guess... You two were in the bedroom and you wer-"

"NO!" I yelled.

Isaac continued," So you were in the living room and..."

"NO! Isaac!" I yelled again.

"So where were you while you wer-" I cut him off.

"We hardly ever kissed" I continued. "We went some where..." I trailed off.

"Oh where did you go?" Tori questioned.

"Some where," I stated.

"The kitchen?" Isaac questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"No! Some where romantic," Stiles said turning around to face them.

"Where!" Tori said poking my shoulder over and over again.

"The roller rink!" I shout out.

"How in hell is that romantic?" Isaac questioned.

"None of your business." Stiles snapped.

"Why won't you tell us things?" Tori said guilt tripping me.

"Because it's our life, Uh I mean my life?" I questioned stuttering.

"It's fine Claire, Its our life now," Stiles said smiling.

"Aww," I blushed giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Are you sure you weren't..." Isaac stared.

"I'm pretty fucking sure Isaac!" I yelled laughing.

"But... are you really? You could've forgotten maybe...?" Isaac stated smiling.

"I'm pretty sure she wouldn't have forgotten..." Stiles added laughing. "I'm too fricking amazing at that to forget." he said making me hide my head in laughter.

"What the flying fuck?" Tori said practically dying of laughter.

We finally pulled into school after what seemed like forever and headed to Social Studies.

"Good Morning class, I would like to introduce our new student, Emerick Hayashi," Mr. Hale greeted us pulling a boy up to the front of the room.

Emerick looked like a male model. He had bleached blonde hair and grey eyes. He was wearing ripped black jeans, a white t-shirt, with a black sweatshirt and a bunch of bracelets.

"Emerick, tell us a little about your self," Derek said.

"Uh, I just moved from Ueno, Japan... And yes I speak fluent English. My dad is Japanese but my mom is American so she made sure I learned both languages. To be honest, I'm a horrible student, but I sing and play the guitar, and if anyone else can play music too, hit me up," Emerick said winking at a few girls.

"You don't look Japanese," Isaac stated, obviously not happy that everyone liked him.

"I'm aware of that," Emerick said, then taking a seat.

At lunch, Tori and I invited Emerick to come sit with us.

We seemed to hit it off real quick.

"So you're half Japanese?" Tori asked.

Emerick laughed, "Yep."

"So am I, I visited Japan is 7th grade. Ueno was always my favorite place."

Emerick nodded, "That's cool, Ueno is a very nice town. I like the forests there."

I laughed, "Tori and I very connected with the forest and Japan."

Emerick smiled, "So are you guys musicians?"

I smiled, "Actually, yeah. I play bass guitar and sing, Tori can play piano, drums, sings, and also is learning guitar."

"Dude, that's pretty chill. We should hang sometime." Emerick smiled.

I looked over at Isaac and Stiles. Isaac was mimicking Emerick and Stiles was grumbling about not getting any attention.

"Boys?" I laughed.

Isaac and Stiles both looked up and blushed, "Uh... what..." They both said in unison.

Tori and Emerick chatted for most of lunch but then Isaac pulled her into his lap and kissed her. All while making direct eye contact with Emerick.

After lunch it was my turn to clean the table, so as everyone started to leave as I started to clean.

As soon as Tori left, Isaac pushed Emerick against the wall and growled, "Tori is mine. She is my girlfriend. I don't want you to be flirting or anything."

Emerick widened his eyes, "Dude, I just got here in America. I'm trying to make friends not enemies. Plus I get it. She's yours, I just want to be her friend."

"Isaac! drop him!" I said walking over to Isaac.

"Well it's not okay," he complained, dropping him. "Can you imagine what it's like to see your girlfriend flirting with another guy, well that's how Stiles and I feel but-"

"Isaac stop being mean to both of them," Tori said coming back because she forgot her only pencil.

"Plus we weren't flirting. It's called being nice." I added.

Isaac frowned, "It sure feels like flirting."

Tori giggled, "Aw Isaac, you're cute when you're jealous. I promise I only love you." She said reaching up and petting his hair like a dog.

"You promise?" He mumbled, his hair all messy from Tori.

Tori smiled, "Yep, I promise."

"Alright you two," I said interrupting there little moment. "Your going to be late for class, I'll see you guys there."

"He's insane," Emerick said, popping up behind me, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

"It's fine, want to help me clean the table?" I asked.

"Sure," he said picking up the paper towels.

"Thanks."

"So what's up with Isaac?" he asked me.

"He's very protective of Tori, he wants to make sure that you and everyone else knows she's his," I told him, "He's not a bad guy though, He's just been through a lot."

"So you have a cruel Social Studies teacher that is actually an alpha, over-protective beta werewolf boyfriends, and kitsunes."

I looked up stunned, "Wait how'd you pick up on all of that?"

"Because I'm not human either," He chuckled, tossing the dirty paper towel into the garbage. Then we started walking to our next class.

"Then what are you?" I asked.

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Hey, its Stiles-Isaac, How do you like our story so far? There may not be a any updates this week(ish) because one of us is going on a cruise to Bermuda for a week, so yeah :3.

Anyways, What is Emerick Hayashi? Comment what you think he is! :p

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