Cheater (A Teen Wolf Fanfic)

I Don't Get It (1)

(A/N)

So I just wanted to say this is all a work of fiction yada yada yada. MTV has all of the rights and such and this is purely for fun.

I just started watching Teen Wolf and finsihed both the first and second season in four days ( I have no life) and am up to date now

MONDAYS ARE MY FAVORITE NOW!!!!!

So yeah I hope you enjoy reading this and tell me anything you want, i'm always up for a discussion.

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"I don't get it."

"There's nothing to get. We're dating."

"You've known her for over a month. How is that possible?"

"Thanks for the support."

"No it's not like that it's-. Look, something is off with her. Have you noticed the school's population has gone down 15% after all of the...'incidents' that happened last year. Why would a new girl come all of a sudden, totally oblivious to everything that occured?"

"I don't know, Stiles. But I know that I really like her, and that's it. She's different, and not in a cheesy way. She makes me feel different"

"You said the same thing about Allison."

"Well you wanna know the truth. I don't get it either, but one thing for sure, she makes everything look and seem as if I have no control over them. And I like it."

He saw me before I saw him.

A smirk formed on his tanned face as two strong arms wrapped around my stomach, making me jump in surprise. Hot breath came close to my ear, sending chills up my spine as he started to whisper in my ear.

"I've been waiting for you." 

With a chuckle he lets go and spins me around so we're face to face. He wears a tight-fitted brown shirt with jeans that fit perfectly on his body. Slowly I leaned in, pressing all of my body weight against his, which slammed into my locker as my lips brush aganist his, teasingly. 

"You'll be waiting much longer, McCall." I jumped back as fast as possible before he could reach me for my little joke. His eyes flashed for anger for a split second and changed into something only I would notice. 

"I've got to get to class." I say before giving him a peck on the cheek andmaking my way down the hall to Chemistry. 

It's October 28th, exactly eight weeks since my arrival to Beacon Hills. Exactly three weeks since Scott and I started dating, and I couldn't be happier.

Though I know I cam here for one reason, and the happiness would have to end sooner or later.

Making my way into the classroom, pushing the thought out of my head, I spot Lydia wh flags me down in effort to save me a seat.

"Not so fast Ms. Blaze. I am assigning partners for a new Chemistry project." Mr. O'lorn says, clapping his hands in antcipation. he grabs a sheet of paper from his desk and starts naming couples and putting them at different tables along the room. 

"...Lydia and Josie, Kelly and Tristen, and last, Adelina and Jackson." 

My eyes light up at the thought of Jackson and I being partners. One thing for sure that I know is that he's failing this class, making more time for me to figure out my plan for him. 

Mr. O'lorn seats us at the back table, next to the window, and Jackson gives me a smirk before he sits down. 

"Glad I got you instead of some other nut-job."

"Not sure whether I should take that as a complement or not."

He chuckles and grabs his notebook from his book bag as the teacher starts explaining the project.

Midway through I get distracted by Jackson's sudden twitching movement. Someone drops a pen and he shakes his head towards the right or the chalk Mr. O'lorn uses scratches the board and he covers his ears. Here's my chance.

I scoot up closer to him and creep my hand to the inside of his thigh, making it seem like I'm concern, but in reality I know exactly what's going on.

"Jackson... are you ok?" My voice quivers as I whisper in his ear, sending a chills up his body.

"Umm....y-y-yeah I'm alright." He's lying. I can practicly hear his heartbeat pounding on his chest.

"Well, I just wanted to see if maybe later you wanted to come over to start working on the project." His eyes refuse to meet mine. "Jackson? Are you sure you're alright? Your barley even looking at me." I chuckle trying to grab his attention.

His head twitches my way, slowly moving every bone in his body trying to restrain from looking at me. but I know he'll give in soon, they all do. It takes one little sentence to persuade them.

His blue eyes meet mine, widing at the sight that so many have seen but lived to know. I could feel my own changing from brown to an electric blue in a split second as a grin spreads on my face.

"So about you coming over..."