Cacciatore

Not Part Of The Pack

"Five more minutes" Stiles mumbled out trying to shake the hands he felt on him.

"Come on Stiles get up" he heard some what muffled through the pillow atop his head "we're going to be late for school again"

A few seconds went by quietly until the pillow was snatched off his face. Now fully awake Stiles sat up rubbing his eyes. "Dude was that necessary?" Stiles asked, focusing in on his best friend, Scott's face.

Scott chuckled sheepishly "you weren't getting up"

"I was in five minutes" Stiles mumbled as he staggered out of bed, and pass Scott, to get dressed.

He jumped around with one hand brushing his teeth and the other trying (and failing) to pull his pants up without falling.

"Oh" he heard Scott call from his room "Derek called"

Stiles rolled his eyes "yeah, what about" he called back.

"He said we're having a pack meeting tonight at his place." Scott said.

It was quite for a few minutes while Stiles finished getting dressed, then Scott asked "are you giving me a ride tonight?"

"oh, I wasn't aware I was going." Stiles replied sassly.

"You usually come?" Scott said making it sound like a question.

"Yeah but I don't really see the point." Stiles mumbled quietly, and then louder "anyway I have to work on my project with Danny."

"Okay I guess I'll a ride with Issac and the rest of the pack." Scott said.

"See problem solved" Stiles called on his way out the door.

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The ride to school would have been silent, if not for Stlies' twitching and constant change of the radio station. It was awkward to say the least.

When they made it to school, Scott was the first out of the jeep and in the school before Stiles could catch up. Damn I guess he's upset Stiles thought as he followed his best friend's retreating back.

Stiles slid into his sit three minutes after the bell rang causing the teacher to give him the stink eye over her glasses. "sorry I fell in my locker" he cracked causing the class to snicker.

Stiles was zoning out while staring through the window when the bell rang ,making him jump.

"Hey, Stiles have you seen Aiden today." asked Lydia, she was waiting at the door when Stiles exited.

"No, why would I know where he is" Stiles deadpanned.

Lydia just rolled her eyes and walked away mumbling something that sounded like Scott wasn't kidding, but Stlies couldn't be sure and beside that made no sense right?

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It was Lydia that asked him next if he was going to the pack meeting, in the parking lot about to leave, she came up behind him.

"Hey you coming tonight?" she asked a little out of breath from jogging to catch up with him before he left.

"Nah, imma just head home and chill" he shrugged bag off throwing it in the passenger seat.

"Oh you sure?" She asked in a way that made it seem she already knew the answer, and had in fact been put up to persuade him to go

"yeah, why you need a ride?" Stiles didn't let on that he knew she had been sent over here.

He wasn't caving though,he was sick of going to the pack meetings, and feeling left out cause he was just the stupid human whose only 'superpower' was a baseball bat. He wasn't apart of the pack so what was the point of hanging around. Hell the alpha the pack hated him.

Thinking about it Stiles realised Derek would probably be relived that Stiles wasn't there. He would't have to deal with the spazzy kid who talked too much and called him sour wolf.

"No I'm riding with Jackson" He glanced back at Lydia and realised she was still there, and talking to him.

"Well have fun" he said over his shoulder as he got in his jeep, waving out the window as she walked away.