My Teen Story to Remember (Stiles Stilinski)

Chapter eleven - Find The Bullet

I don't own teen wolf

----------------------------------------------------

Kelsey's POV

We were sitting in one of the many classes the three of us have together and we all waited impatiently while the teacher passed back the tests. Then Stiles spoke up.

"If Derek isn't the alpha and didn't bite you then who did?" He asked.

"I don't know." Scott shrugged.

"Did the alpha kill the bus driver?"

"I don't know." Scott repeated.

"Does Allison's dad know about the-" stiles was cut off this time.

"I don't know!" Scott yelled putting everyone's attention on them and I had to bite me lip to hold back a laugh.

Stiles looked at me and froze.

"What?" I asked. Is there something on my face. Oh god.

"Don't do that." Stiles said looking at me with an unreadable expression.

"Do what?" I asked.

"Bite your lip." He mumbled.

"Why not?" I'm confused why can't I bite my lip?

"No reason." He mumbled leaning back in his chair.

After that I was handed my test. I got an A+. I've always been good with grades and I maintain a 4.0 GPA. I'm excellent at math. Me and Lydia are the top people in our class. She acts dumb but underneath that strawberry blonde hair is a genius.

Stiles looked at me and smirked showing me he got an A and I decided not to rub in my better grade so I just smiled at him and have him a thumbs up.

Scott turned around to stiles and I and it said D- with a not that said "not like you! See me after class"

Ouch.

"Dude you need to study more." Stiles told Scott and I punched him in the arm. "That was a joke. Scott it's one test you're gonna make it up." Stiles said holding his arm.

"Want help studying?" I asked.

He sighed, "No. I'm studying with Allison tonight..."

"Oh." I mumbled. Stiles and Scott continued their discussion but I was lost in my thoughts. I'm losing him to Allison. Not in that way of course but he obviously cares about her more than stiles and I and that pisses me off. I know he likes her a lot but he can't leave me and stiles in the dirt like this. He won't deny it but he's growing even more and more distant from us and he doesn't even care or realize it.

~

I'm putting stuff away in my locker and I turn to see Derek and I immediately freeze. He is extremely attractive.

"Where's Scott McCall." He said rudely.

"Sorry but that's none of your business Derek."

"I asked you politely and I only do that once."

"A few things things. 1. That was far from polite. 2. You don't scare me. And 3. You won't hurt me." I said standing my ground.

"What makes you think I won't hurt you?"

"Scott would go insane if you laid a finger on me. I think we both know that." I said harshly.

"I didn't come here to fight. I'm going to die without his help."

"What?"

He lifted up his sleep and showed a bullet wound that was glowing blue and my hands flew up to my mouth holding back a shriek. That does not look good.