Stiles POV
Ok, you covered the bruise calm down. I began to walk inside the school, and as soon as I came inside it felt as through all eyes were on me. It got quiet for a second and then hushed voices began to talk. I just walked straight to Danny and Jackson. They were the only people I recognized in the crowd of murmurs. Danny smiled and jackson laughed.
"Called it." He taunted me. I wanted to kill him right then and there. Danny gave him the most evil look i have ever seen. Danny was a sweetheart and when he gave jackson that face he immediatly shut the hell up. Danny looked at me apologetically.
"Sorry.." Jackson mumbled.
"So whats the news around school on me?" I asked. I wanted to know what rumors were spreading like a disease around here.
"Uhm... Theres a couple about you and Danny, you know making out and such, a few about you and scott... Oh and your Dad kicked you out and tried to kill you." Jackson gladly took the opportunity to taunt me without getting in trouble. My heart dropped when the last one was said. I wasnt going to let jackson know it was partially true, not try to kill but hurt me though, and he suceeded.
"Can you confirm any of these?" He had a twisted smile plastered on him.
"I got kicked out and Dad wants nothing to do with me." I sighed.
"Oh. I'm sorry i didnt think they were real." He looked guilty. Jackson has feelings??? Thats a shocker. I shrugged.
"Who are you with anyways, or are you just alone." Jaskson asked.
"Derek." I smiled. Jacksons alpha. This was going to be funny. Danny knew about werewolves and Derek being jacksons alpha as well so he was waiting to see what his response was with a small grin.
"What." His face dropped.
"Ya so you might want to be a little nicer to me." I deadpanned trying not to show him how much was enjoying his reaction. Danny bit his lip holding in laughter, only a chuckle escaped. I smirked.
"Just call me momma stiles." Danny burst out laughing at my comment.
"Will do." Jackson deadpanned as we walked into class.
"So Momma Stiles, is it?" Scott boyd and Isaac snickered.
"Got a problem?" I acted like a mom would if her son back talked.
"Nope. Just saying mom." Isaac grinned goofily.
"Dont give me that tone. Imma ground your ass." I mockingly threatened.
"Sorry mom."
"Damn straight."
