The breakfast pack

"Well, this is going to be a boring day, isn't it? Maybe I can sneak-"

"No. No sneaking anything. You are not getting us in even more trouble. I do not want to be here for another Saturday," Scott said to Stiles with a glare before turning to the girl next to him who was fiddling with a pencil, "I'm Scott by the way. I notice you're new."

Allison nodded and smiled shyly, "Yeah, My dad and I just moved here 2 months ago. I haven;t really met anyone yet since I've been busy…"

Scott smiled making his crooked jaw more prominent and his hair made him look like a puppy dog. Allison thought he looked cute.

Stiles watched their interaction before leaning into Lydias space and whispered, "You think they'll fuck today?"

Lydia made a disgusted sound, "You are crude and repulsive. Move."

Stiles frowned at her before standing and moving to a desk a few desks behind her and to the right of Ferek, who glared at the desk he sat at, his arms crossed. Stiles wasn't sure what the desk did to him but he definitely did not want that glare pointed at him.

It was silent for a while as the teens all tried to get comfortable in the uncomfortable desks. Stiles started tapping his foot since his ADHD was acting up and doing nothing for 8 hours sounded like the worst thing ever. Why can't he just go around the school? Why cant he at least walk around the classroom. He couldn't sit here all day. He would die. LIterally probably.

Scott glanced at him as his foot tapped the ground and his knee hit the desk. Lydia allisona nd even Derek stared at him as he absent-mindedly looked at the text books on the shelves near him.

"Do you mind?" Lydia asks with a bitch-face on her perfectly applied face.

"Do I mind what? Being locked in a room with a bunch of lame people for 8 hours? Yes I do very much mind, but hey, what are you gonna do, right?" Stiles said leaning back in his chair and resting his hands behind his head smirking at her.

"Can you just stop? Its annoying," Scott said looking at Stiles tiredly.

Stiles grinned at him, "No can do Scotty, my boy. ADHD, comse with the territory. Blame Harris, not me."

Allison had gotten up and got the paper for herself, Scott and Lydia. She ignored Stiles and Derek, and stiles was kind of hurt but didn't let it show. He got up and got some paper and two pencils. Waving antagonizing at Harris who glared at him making a watching you motion with his fingers and stiles salutes him with two fingers before going back and setting some paper and a pencil in front of Derek before going to his own desk.

He sat there staring at the paper for a while, mind thinking about who he thought we were. Who did he think he was? The sheriff's son with a hyperactive personality who didn't shut up? Basically yeah. He ended up just doodling a little bit and hummed some song he couldn't remember the name of.

He was insanely bored and the simple dog he drew on his paper looked more like a bear anyways. He dropped his pencil and looked around. He glanced at the clock, it showed 8:00 am. Only an hour has passed and he was dying.

"Do you think other schools have detentions on Saturdays? Or are we special? I mean the only time I've ever heard of detention on saturdays are in tv shows and movies. But I guess some places would have school on saturdays. Japan has school all year around. And people wonder why they are so smart! Not to mention the fish that most of them eat. Fish os like, insanely good for the brain."

"Oh my god are you incapable of shutting your mouth or do you just like to listen to yourself talk?" Lydia asks turning a hard glare in his direction. She just wanted to get this over with and if this boy- Stiles- didn't shut up she was going to scream.

"Not really? I mean to the shutting up part. I've never really liked my voice. I'm told its annoying, but I can't really do much about how my voice sounds. Puberty already hit so im SOL there," Stiles responded.

"Well you're right about one thing. Your voice is annoying," Lydia said and Stiles heard Derek snort. He quickly turned his head to glare at the broody man-child. His face was impassive. Thick eyebrows making two large caterpillars on his face in a scowl as he watched stiles right back.

"Well, sah-ray," Stiles mumbled before slumping in his chair and resting his feet on the seat in front of him. He was silent for a few minutes and watched allison and Scott. They kept sneaking glances at each-other and stiles smirked knowing he could tease them, "So, are you two like, dating or something?"

Allison ignores him but SCott turns red and looks back at him, "No! I literally just spoke to her for the first time today."

Stiles narrowed his eyes and rested his left hand on his chin in a thinking manner, "Well, you two have sexual tension like none other. You should just ask her out dude."

"Stiles!" Both Allison and Scott shouted in embarrassment.

Stiles snickered at their expense before standing up and walking to the door. He peeked around the corner and saw Harris on his computer. Back to the door. He smiled and quickly, yet quietly shut the door. He locked it and quickly ran to his seat acting like nothing happened.

"What the hell are you doing Stilinski?" Lydia asks narrowing her eyes at him and he just smiled.

"Getting a little privacy. I know none of you want to be sitting in silence. Maybe we can all become friends. Make bracelets out of the twist ties in Harrises drawer."

"Just shut up Stiles. Go and unlock the door before Harris sees!" Scott whisper shouted.

"No way," Stiles replied simply. Making a show of getting comfortable in his seat while Scott looked frustrated.

"There are four other people in here and we do not want to get more detention because you want to be an ass!" Lydia growled.

"Oh wow! The wanna-be airhead can count! I knew you were only faking the stupid Lydia," Stiles patronized.

"Like you know anything! You're just a spazz Stiles. You're a nobody and if you disappeared no one but your dad would miss you. And even then I think even that's a stretch," Lydia said heartless.

Stiles face fell slightly before he glared at her, feeling a bit of hatred for the frist time at the other girl. He had thought that maybe she acted bitchy ti be cool and to keep her boyfriend but no, she really was a botch, inside and out.

"You know, your bitch really makes you ugly. You shouldn't do it so much, ruins the caked on foundation," He seethed back at her.

"Hey! Watch it Stiles," Scott said defending Lydia.

Stiles felt hurt at his old friend defending the queen bitch but not him. He wasn't surprised though.

"You know why people like you are the way you are Stiles?" Lydia said calmly looking at stiles from the bottom of her nose, as if she were below him.

"Oh please do enlighten me," He said with false bravado.

"Its because you are afraid. Afraid because you don't belong here. No one wants you here so you have to make your-self known otherwise you're just another face in the crowd and will never amount to anything. You're afraid." she said cutting him with her words.

"Yeah, like I'd want to be known by you assholes. You are all just self entitled pricks who think that anyone below you in a nobody when half of us are going to be the ones ruling the world. Its dumb pretty faces like your and Jack-ass's that will become model and OD on meth before 25," Stiles said without much bite.

"How would you know?" Lydia asked crossing her arms, "You don't even know us."

"I don't know any were-wolves either. Doesn't mean I want to know them," Stiles responds. Allison mumbles something and Stiles leans forward, "What was that?"

"N-nothing," Allison says keeping her head towards the front and Stiles scoffed.

He turned to Derek, "Yo, Broody, you know any were-wolves?"

Derek glares at him, but Scott responds, "Were wolves dont exsist dumb-ass."

Stiles didn't even glance at Scott, "I wasn't talking to you jerk-face. I was talking to tall dark and broody over there."

The other four looked at Derek expecting a response but Derek doesn't say anything and just glares forward again.

"He obviously doesn't want to talk to you," Scott said, and stiles rolled his eye at Derek,

"If you keep talking Harris is gonna come and realize the door shut and flip his shit. I am not missing another practice because you couldn't shut the hell up!"

They all teens and stare wide eyed at the door as the handle jiggles and Harris tries to open the door. Stiles chuckles as harris walks right into the door expecting it to open.

"Who the hell shut this door? Why is it locked?" Harris yelled banging on the window of the door causing the kids to jump,

Stiles cackles while the other kids glare at him.

"Unlock the door!" Scott yells at him, not getting up from his chair.

Stiles shrugs, "Why don't you do it? You're closer."

"Stop being a child and just do it!" Lydia yelled at Stiles.

"Why are you all making me do it? Why not just go do it yourself? You are so lazy." Stiles responds not moving an inch.

"Someone unlock this door right now before i give you all a months detention!" Harris yelled.

Allison jumps up quickly and unlocks the door ketting the red faced bird-man inside before she scurried to her seat.