I'm not Stiles anymore. I'm Thomas. Maze Runner X Teen Wolf

Part 6

Scott POV

Malia looks down at the mess she made in the locker room. "He didn't remember me!" She repeats again but this time she yells it and kicks a locker so hard it dents.

 "He doesn't remember any of us Malia." Kira says, taking a cautious step towards Malia. "But he should have remembered ME!" She says again but puts emphasis on the word me. Kira puts her arm on Malia's shoulder and Malia doesn't move away.

 "Did you guys see his scars?" she says looking me in the eye, shrugging Kira's hand off her shoulder. "We've seen the ones on his arms and some of the ones on his neck and face." I respond and she frowns. "You haven't seen the ones on his back or the ones on his torso?" We all shake our heads. "There were so many Scott...So many and there was one on his lower stomach it looked like a bullet wound." We all stand still, processing what Malia was telling us.

 The sound of the warning bell rings reminding us we all still have classes.

 "Malia meet us at Derek's after school we are going to hold a pack meeting, tell everyone ok?" She nods and Kira and Liam follow me into the main part of the school.

 I have science next which is the only class I don't have with any of my friends. I used to have it with Stiles but...He's not exactly himself at the moment.

 I say my goodbyes to Kira and Liam before heading into science and grabbing my seat. The tables are set up for partners and Stiles used to sit beside me but now he's in the seat two tables behind me with Newt.

 Class starts and I try to pay attention but then I hear Newt and Stiles talking.

 I keep calling him Stiles because him as a Thomas? I can't imagine it.

 Anyways. I use my werewolf hearing to hear what Newt and Stiles are saying. "Tommy stop it!" "Stop what Newt?" I turn around slightly and see Stiles leaning against Newt while Newt tries to push him off. "Get off me!" I turn back around but only for a second before I hear a loud crash.

 The entire class looks back and sees Stiles on the ground. Newt is desperately trying not to laugh and when I look at his other two friends I see them both silently laughing. Stiles pulls himself off the ground. 

Mr. Harris decides to speak up. "Stiles find another seat!" Stiles rolls his eyes and grabs the sheet of paper we are working on and his pen. 

He leans in and whispers something to Newt making the smaller boy tense. I see Stiles smirk before straightening up.

 I notice the only empty seat is the one next to me and it seems Stiles does as well. He walks slowly over to where I am sitting and sits down beside me. 

We have to fill out a worksheet today in partners but when I look at Stiles sheet I notice he's already filled all of the questions out.

 As chatter soon fills the classroom I lean closer to Stiles. Remembering to call him Thomas. "Uh hey Thomas?" He turns to look at me. "Yea?" the coldness in his voice is not lost to me.

 "I was just wondering if you were ok? It looked like you hit the ground pretty hard." I see a hint of a smile on his face but only for a second then It's gone again. "I've fallen from way higher then that it didn't hurt." he's fallen from higher? How much higher? 

I wonder whether or not to ask him what he means but one look at his expression tells me I shouldn't ask. I wonder what to say debating whether what I ask will set him off. I don't want him to close off completely because even him answering me is a step forward. 

 I can't figure out what to say so I sit there filling out my worksheet in silence. 

It's been a good 5 minutes without either of us saying anything, there are so many things that I want to ask him but know I can't, not yet anyways.