Stiles Stilinski vs His Sexuality

Prologue-MY IMAGINARY OVARIES ARE EXPLODING AS WE SPEAK!!!!!

Things in Beacon Hills for the most part have been normal. No one's dead and no one has been trying to terrorize the town, so the Pack was calm for the most part. Stiles stood at his locker as him and his best buddy Scott gathered their books for first period. "You wanna play Call of Duty after school?" Stiles asked.
"I'm sorry, but I can't," Scott replied, "Allison wanted to hang out today."
"Dude, you are so whipped," Stiles chuckled.
"Am not!" Scott said defensively.
"Yes you are. If Allison wanted you to go to a male strip club with her, you would go," Stiles argued.
He scoffed, "It's called being a good boyfriend."
Stiles rolled his eyes, "Keep telling yourself that, buddy."
Allison and Lydia then walked up to the duo. Scott smiled and wrapped an arm around Allison, kissing her cheek. "Did you guys hear there's a new student," Lydia spoke.
"Please tell me they aren't a supernatural creature or a crazy alpha," Stiles groaned.
She shrugged, "We'll just have to wait and see."
"I just wish once we can do things like normal high schoolers," Scott said.
"The town has werewolves, banshees, hunters, etc. there is no way we can be normal," Allison replied.
"It doesn't hurt to try," Scott shrugged.
Just then the bell rang and the four scrambled to get to first period. Stiles walked into Biology and took a seat next to his lab partner Danny. As class started, the teacher was interrupted when the door opened and in walked a guy with shaggy, dark hair that partially covered his left eye. He wore a white shirt with the 'Channel' logo on it, a light denim button up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, dark skinny jeans that hugged his ass, black high tops, and a gray beanie. His eyes were innocent and doe-like, a dark brown color. He had a strong straight nose and plush lips that had a natural pink tint to them.

Stiles froze when he looked up and caught sight of him. His heart began to thunder as he palms grew sweaty. He licked his dry lips and gulped. WHAT THE ACTUALLY FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME?!? His grip tightened on his pen as he stopped writing his notes. Danny looked over and gave him a puzzled look. He waved his hand over Stiles' unchanged expression and glared at the new comer and back to his partner. "Um, you okay there?" he asked, snapping Stiles out of his trance.
"Huh? Yeah! I'm...I'm great," he said till not taking his eyes off of the boy.

"Can I help you?" the teacher asked him.
"I'm the new student," he said as he handed him his schedule.
The teacher looked over it and signed his signature over the designated area, "Yes, Mr. Eldridge, nice to have you join us. Why don't you introduce yourself."
He slowly turned towards the gaze of the class and gave a sort of awkward wave, "Hi...."
Oh God! Why is that so cute?!?
The teacher sighed and shook his head, "This is Grayson Eldridge, our newest student. Since everyone has a partner you'll have to join a pair. Any volunteers?"
Danny immediately held up his hand causing Stiles to turn to him and glare daggers. "Ah, Mr. Mahealani and Stilinski will be your partners," the teacher said.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Danny smiled and looked over at Stiles. "You're welcome," he whispered.
God damnit Danny! Why do you have to be so observant?!?!?!!!
Grayson nodded and began walking over. Pulled up a chair and sat down at the table. Luckily for Stiles, Danny was in the middle of them. "Hey, I'm Danny this is Stiles," he introduced himself and his partner who was currently avoiding looking at Grayson but blocking his peripheral with his hand. "Um-hi. I'm Grayson," he smiled and looked over at Stiles, "Nice to meet you?"
Danny glanced over his shoulder at him and rolled his eyes. "You'll have to excuse him. He's very emotional right now, you know how puberty is," he said jokingly.
This caused Stiles to narrow his eyes at him and Grayson let out a small chuckle. Even his laugh is cute!
"It's cool, nothing wrong with late bloomers," Grayson teased.
"No no no no no. Hehehe, Danny here's just joking," Stiles stammered as he tried to not make it obvious how he was feeling.
He's even cuter up close!!!!
"I know, I was joking too. Don't worry, Stiles," Grayson smiles and turns his attention to the board.
Stiles goes silent as red splatters across his face and he sits back into his seat while Danny begins to laugh a little. "I will kill you," he muttered.