I didn’t feel like getting up from my warm bed, but it was only a matter of time before Dad came barging into my bedroom telling me I would be late for school if I didn’t hurry.
I lazily get up and fix my bed, not caring if the comforter was actually straight.
I drag my feet to the bathroom and wash my face.
“Common, Stiles, wake up.” I tell my reflection and walk out and into my bedroom.
I grab whatever clothes there is. I seriously needed to throw some laundry in the washer. I was running out of clothes.
Going downstairs, I can hear my Dad moving in the kitchen.
“Good Morning Son.” He tells me as I walk into the kitchen dragging my feet.
“Ugh, I hate rainy days.”
“Drive carefully. And no speeding.” He tells me as I chug down some milk.
I nod my head a couple of times and head out.
Boring school day as usual. The only thing I liked about school was lacrosse, and that would probably get cancelled.
Although, knowing Coach, he would probably make us run a few laps on the wet grass if the rain turned into a light drizzle.
But the way the sky looked, there was going to be no chance of that. It actually started pouring down harder.
I parked my Jeep in the usual spot and ran inside before getting drenched.
“Never heard of umbrellas?” Lydia asks me as she walks in hand in hand with Jackson.
I smirk at her.
“Forgot it.” I mumble to her and she smiles.
During the course of the last year, we had become friends. Which at first had caught me off guard.
Now, whenever Jackson bored her, she would actually go and hang out with me at my house.
Weird, but I was happy. I got to befriend the one girl who had been my very first crush.
“Hey, Buddy.” I tell Scott as I reach his locker.
“Hey. How was the drive?”
“Insane, but hey, got here in one piece.”
We laugh for a bit and his eyes dart away from me for a second and he blushes slightly.
“She stills has you wrapped around her little finger.” I tell him as I see Allison.
“We’re trying to just be friends.”
“Right.” I roll my eyes.
The bell rings and we go to our class.
The day seems pretty much like any other.
“So, Halloween is coming up.” Aiden says sitting with us casually during lunch.
I frown at him. I still felt uncomfortable around him and Ethan. Although, I knew they just wanted to join Scott. They needed an Alpha.
“So.” Scott answers not looking at him.
“We were thinking of using Derek’s old house and throw a Halloween party.” Ethan adds.
We both look at them in disbelief.
“What?” I manage to choke out. “ Even though Derek isn’t here, I doubt that would be a good idea. The house is practically condemned, and Chris Argent wouldn’t be too happy about it either.”
“Already spoke to Allison, says she can convince her dad?”
“Convince Argent? Good luck with that.” Isaac says joining us.
“I can manage. I think it would be a good idea, the house is already creepy looking.” Allison says sitting down.
I frown at her. I cant believe she actually agrees with them.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Scott adds.
“Why not? I think it would be fun.” They stare at each other, sort of smiling and it suddenly becomes awkward.
I clear my throat and they both blush.
“So?” Aiden asks.
“So, what?” Scott replies.
“So, do you agree?”
Scott looks around the table.
“I suppose it could be fun. We just need to be careful.”
They all smile and I frown.
‘So much for Alpha status.’ I think to myself and continue eating.
Later that day, Lydia started passing out flyers for the party.
“You’re not okay with this, are you?” She asks me as I look at the flyer.
“No. It’s just, you know, it’s Derek’s house. And he’s not here. I know he wouldn’t like it.”
She smiles but continues passing out the flyers.
By the end of the day, there are some pasted on the walls of the school.
I shake my head, and tuck the flyer Lydia had given me in my back pocket.
Somehow I end up driving to Derek’s old loft. It sort of became a routine.
Driving there almost every day, just to see if he and Cora had come back into town.
I missed both of them. A lot.
They had left without even a goodbye after the whole Darach incident, and had not heard anything from them since.
I wondered where they had gone to. Maybe New York, I knew Laura had taken Derek there after the fire, so maybe Derek took Cora there too.
I sigh as I get out of the Jeep. I make my way into the loft and look around.
Still empty. The way it has been for the last five months.
I remove my soaked sweater and place it on the table. I decide to lay on the sofa for a while and breath the place in.
It still sort of smells like Derek. But the scent is fading.
“I miss you, sour wolf.” I say out loud, knowing I was alone.
My feelings for him had intensified once he had left. I had thought it had only been a simple crush, but I had been wrong.
I loved Derek Hale. And there was nothing I could do about it.
Not that it mattered, I knew that wolf didn’t even care for me. He had made that clear, many times before.
The sound of my cell woke me up. I had fallen asleep in Derek’s loft.
“Stiles, where are you?”
“Oh, um, I, well, the funny thing.. You know.. I came to the library.”
“I’ll be there shortly. Sorry Dad.”
“Alright. Dinner is in the oven. Melissa brought over some lasagna. I have to go back to work.”
“Oh, ok Dad.”
“Don’t stay up to late.”
I grab my now semi dry sweater, and walk fast to my Jeep. I couldn’t believe I had fallen asleep, for almost three hours. That had been one power nap.
I get home and forget all about dinner. I just head up to my room and flip open my books. I had homework to do.
By the time I’m finished, it’s already ten. Time seemed to have passed in a blur and I cuss. My stomach retaliates by growling.
‘Shower first, then food.’ I think to myself and make my way to the shower.
After I’m done eating, I go back up to my room and start shutting the curtain.
Bright blue eyes greet me from the shadows. And I shiver. Peter sure was creepy.