Winchester

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

I got out of my car, hiking my backpack further up my shoulder before closing the door, locking it. I smirked as I saw everyone turn to me. I confidently started my journey towards the school doors.

"Stiles?" I turned my head, a smirk on my face as I saw Scott and the pack behind him. There was a new face standing by his side.

"Replaced me already?" I asked, nodding my head towards the boy by his side.

"I–uh, no. No." Scott shook his head and he looked at me with wide eyes. I looked down at what I was wearing and realized why. I was wearing black jeans, converses, a white muscle shirt and my leather jacket. "What are you doing back?"

"Awe, did you miss me?" I tilted my head, smiling. I noticed the way Malia and Lydia was looking at me. They had lust filled eyes which made me smirk but truly, I was uncomfortable with this whole situation. I wish Alli was here by my side because she was really the only one who keeps me calm, cool and collected. So I had to try really hard without her here as I stood in front of the people who turned their backs on me.

"What are you wearing, Stiles?" Lydia asked as her eyes raked my body. "I never knew you had muscles," She added, her pink lips forming a smirk. "And leather? What happened to flannels?" She took a step closer but I held out a hand, stopping her movement.

"I still have my flannels. I always had muscles, just hid them and your flirting is getting you nowhere," I told her and chuckled at her priceless face. "I don't have a crush on you anymore Lydia. I don't think I really ever did." She frowned and she took a step back.

"Stiles, what happened, man?" Scott asked, taking a step forward with a frown and concerned look on his face. "We were so worried. You left without a note, a text or a call. You just up and left. Your dad is really worried. He never stopped trying to look for you," Scott told me. "Where were you?"

"You have no right to be worried or to ask where I was. You kicked me out of the pack, turned your back on me, the person who was always there for you. Malia – who was my girlfriend at the time – even turned her back on me. You were my best friend, my brother, but not anymore. You guys don't have any rights to worry about me. So leave me the hell alone," I spat at him, trying to stay calm and show no emotion, but they were really making it hard. I turned on my heel and walked into the school, my head held up high. "Stupid wolves," I muttered to myself before I walked into the main office.

"H-Hello. How may I help you?" The lady at the desk stuttered, her cheeks heating up as she stared at me with wide eyes.

"Hello," I smirked, leaning on the desk. "My dad called earlier about transferring me here. The name is Stiles Winchester."

"Oh, it–it's right here," She stuttered, grabbing a piece of paper before handing it to me with shaky hands.

"Thank you," I smiled before turning on my heels and making my way out of the office.

"Have a good day!" She called after me.

I turned my head and smirked at her. "Oh, I will," I winked before making my way to Coach's class. I walked in and looked around for any empty desks. I noticed that Scott, Lydia and Malia were in this class.

"Stilinski! You're back!" The coach yelled once he saw my face. Everyone turned their attention to me and gasped. I rolled my eyes and huffed. If only Allison was here by my side.