Stiles' tale

Start Of Lessons

They sat at the side of the room next to the windows, taking up three rows of desks in the middle. Stiles next to the window with Edward beside him, Jasper in front of him with Alice next to him, Emmet Behind Stiles with Rosalie on his right. They had all turned their chairs into an attempt of a circle to make sure everyone was included and they chatted before the lesson started.

"So, how far through the syllabus are you?" Asked Jasper

"Well, our class has fallen a bit behind due to our teacher feeling the need to stop all constructive lessons until any sick or absent people come back." Stiles answered with a sigh. Sitting back into his chair he looked over his shoulder to check the cloud cover.

"Hey, what are we going to do this weekend?" Asked Alice suddenly, "I mean we are only here today and tomorrow, we should make plans before something else comes up." She said running her small hand through her short hair.

"Well, I suppose...we could play baseball." Stiles said slowly "I mean we have a nice open field surrounded by trees close to the house." He finished looking over at Edward, he could see Scott's seat over his shoulder and it was obvious the wolf was listening. Lydia and Kira walked in to see the group sitting by the window and walked over to the two wolves.

"What the hell is going on?" Asked Lydia, "Since when did Stiles look like that? He could be a Greek god! And those friends of his, I think he called them his cousins. Why are they here?" She demanded looking between Scott and Isaac, as if they would have the answers.

"We don't know any more than you." Isaac said "But I think the teacher is away today, and that our cover is a no show. Everyone has just ditched." He said looking out to see hordes of their classmates lounging on the grass outside. "That could mean we can confront him and just ask, besides I want to know why he was the world's biggest disco ball yesterday." He finished glancing Stiles way to see him roar with laughter at something the blond girl had said.

"Well it looks like no one else is turning up so I suggest we do it now." Scott said in an imperious tone as he pushed up from his desk and walked round to the group sitting with Stiles. When he stopped he was standing right next to the muscle head.

Emmet looked around, he had been listening to the conversation Stiles old pack were having and heard every word, hooray for Vamp hearing. He flinched just slightly at the sound of the chair scarping and waited until he could feel Scott's presence on the back of his neck before turning. Pretending to be a human has its benefits, but from the sound of it all chances of that had been blown out of the water. "Yes, can I help you?" he asked as politely as he could, this was after all the guy who had kicked his cousin out of their pack.

"We want to talk to Stiles." Scott said loudly, obviously trying to catch Stiles attention. Not that he would have to try, he could be whispering as quietly as he possibly could a mile away and if he wanted to Stiles could still hear him. Not to mention that Edward should already have a lock on Scott's "voice".

"Well I just don't think that's possible, sorry." He said but really, he wanted to hiss at the guy, that and throw him out the window. There was no way a mutt could be stronger then him.

"Wait," Stiles piped up, having stopped singing the monster high theme song with Alice and Rosalie "I want to talk to them. Ed get out of the way." Edward who was red in the face from laughing at the three moved to get out of his chair with other worldly grace letting out Stiles who moves so fluidly it was unreal.

Soon he was standing in front of them expectantly, eyebrow raised. "Yes?"

"Err...." Scott started trying to order his thoughts, the power that the eyes of each of the six people in front of him held was being focused on him by Stiles. It took his breath away, he was almost unable to form a coherent thought. And to make matters worse there was the smell, they all smelt heavenly, it was stunning. His werewolf nose was magnifying it but also offering some immunity to its effects however every whiff of it threatened to shut his brain down. They all smelt different but he had to admit he preferred the way Stiles smelled, he wasn't sure if that was a bias due to his history with him or not. Stiles looked like a Greek god that had accidentally fallen to earth, his voice was musical and seemed to almost enchant Scott.

"Yeah?" Stiles asked, eyebrow was slowly migrating up his face.

"Well, um. Tell us what you are."

"I'm human." Stiles deadpanned.

"No, you're not and we know that for sure." Scott almost shouted, he was getting frustrated "You have to tell me!"

"No, I don't, you're not my alpha anymore remember?" Stiles almost shouted at Scott, he was still smarting.

"Well...I...umm..."

"Yeah?"

"Well can you please tell me?" Scott tried, attempting to sound polite but it came out much angrier then he meant it to.

"No. You kicked me out and told me to leave you alone so that's what I'm doing. Return the favour." Stiles was getting angrier by the second at Scott, he turned and sat down again getting a nice big hug from Edward. Scott walked back to his seat looking slightly dazed and confused at what was going on. Stiles had never said no to him before, it was surreal. Soon the singing and laughing started up again and Stiles was back to smiling as Jasper told a joke at Edwards expense. They had ages to go before next PE Scott was sure they would come up with something.