The breakfast pack

He made his way across campus after setting the trashcan under the window. He was cautious. He didn't want to get caught so early on. Luckily the campus was deserted. He made his way to the classrooms. Harris's classroom had a set of windows on the left side of the classroom and he can get in through there.

He jumped over the stone keeping a garden under the windows and looked in the classroom. The four students were sitting silently. He saw that Derek was the one closes tothe window he was at. He smirked and knocked on the window.

The four teens looked over at him and he waved. They all looked surprised if not annoyed. He makes gestures for them to open the window. Allison shakes her head pointing at the door which was open. Great. Wonderful. Just perfect.

He points to Derek who is staring at him with narrowed eyes. Lydia says something and Scott joins in while Derek lets a small reply out. They seem to be arguing. Stiles look at the door cautiously along with Allison. I catch her eye and she nods. She looks at derek and says something and Derek doesn't respond. Allison looks frustrated now and stands herself going to the window Stiles was at. She quickly unlocked it and opened it.

"Thanks babe!" Stiles says happily before struggling to climb through the small crack the window will open.

Allison nods and goes back to her seat. The others just watch as Stiles topples in the classroom knocking into some desks making a ruckus.

The five of them hear Harris yell and tense. Stiles looks around trying to find somewhere to hide as the footsteps get closer. Stiles quickly dives behind Derek since he's the closest and biggest. Stiles is hidden behind his seated person when Harris comes in.

He grabs Derek as to not fall over from his crouched position.

Harris scans the room, "What the hell is going on? Why is the window open?"

The group is silent before Allison speaks up clearing her throat, "I needed fresh air sir. Scott farted."

Scott glares at her and Harris makes a disgusted face, "What's was that noise?"

"I ran into some desk in my hurry sir. I apologize," Allison says quietly looking down as if embarrassed.

Stiles had kept so still he wasn't sure he was alive anymore. This was the most he had ever not moved. Having ADHD would do that to you. He glanced up at Derek who was watching Harris and Allison talk. The plaid wearing boy glanced over Derek's persona and decided he liked what he saw. He carefully traced his hand down the other boys arm and rested a hand on his thigh. He stared at Dereks face who seemed to not have noticed. He smirked and moved his hand to the teens lap.

Harris glares at her, "I don't know what you are up to but I will find out."

He had put a lot of emphasis on 'will' before storming out of the classroom slamming the door shut.

There was a moment of silence before derek pushes Stiles away from him and growls. Stiles just had a smirk on his face.

"You have quite the package ther Sour-wolf," Lydia makes a disgusted sound and Derek punches Stiles in the arm. Stiles just laughs and stands up. He walks over t Lydia and held out his hand, "My own package please."

Lydia quickly shoved her hand in her bra and pulls out the baggie and gives it to Stiles who smiles.

He looks at the others and smiles shaking he baggie a bit, "If you want to join go ahead. I'm up for sharing."

He walks over to the now open window in the back of the classroom and proceeds to make a few joints. The four teens look at each-other before allison stand and goes to sit with Stiles. Lydia signs and joins them. Scott doesn't wanna be left out and joins. Derek glares at them before moving in his seat to sit backwards in the chair and complete the little smoke circle.

Once the joints here made he gave three out and had the five of them just share. Lydia was the first to light up. She grabbed Stiles' lighter and lit up. She puffed like a pro.

"You done this before?" Stiles asks taking a hit of his own. Allison and Scott were sharing and Deref took the joint from Lydia after.

Scott was hesitant but he didn't want to be left out. He wasn't much of a smoker. He had probably only done it once or twice at a party with Jackson and Lydia. Jackson got good shit and Lydia would use it saying that it 'opened areas of the brain that aren't usually used'. Apparently marajuana activated those parts of your brain. Or so she says.

He could feel it taking affect as he watched as Allison took another drag and cough. He patted her on the back and giggled. The smoke was going out the widnow but none of them were worried about Harris. He was at the back of each of their minds.

"Did you know that the only letter in the alphabet that doesn't show up on the periodic table is the letter J?" Lydia says staring at the periodic table on the wall.

"Did you know that a killer whale is actually just a really big dolphin?" Stiles replies taking a drag.

Scott stands and the four of them watch him. He smirks and goes over to the desk. He puts a chair on top of a desk and climbs the desk, climbing on the chair. He reaches up and touches the ceiling, "Some-one get me a marker?"

Lydia staggers up and grabs a bright red dry erase marker and reaches up to hand it to Scott. She staggers and giggles before stumbling back to her spot.

Scott proceeds to write 'Scott was here' on the ceiling. Allison claps her hands excitedly, "Write Allison was here too!"

Scott proceeds to do that, going ahead and writing all their names on the ceiling. Claiming they were all 'here'.

"Just to leave our mark," Scot says and we stumbles down and almost falls off the desk causing stiles and lydia to laugh loudly.

"It'll come off quickly," Stiles mentions, "Its dry erase. It comes of fast."

Scott shrugs, "So?"

Stiles shrugs and looks out the window.