The breakfast pack

"What would I do if I was president? I wouldn't want to be president," Stiles replied to Allison's question. He sat cross legged on the ground under a desk.

"I'd want to make college less money for people," Scott says. He was sitting on the ground, legs in front of him.

"That would ruin the entire economy, "Lydia shuts down from her spot on a chair across from Scott.

"Thats why its a what if question," Stiles says.

"Both your answers are boring," Allison says from her spot on a desk. She was laying on her back with her head hanging off the side watching the group.

"Oh? And what would you do if you were president?" Lydia asks he own question to her.

"I would give everyone free healthcare, like Canada," she says.

Stiles smiles, "I'd like the sound of that."

"I'd make same sex marriage legal everywhere, along with a free choice over abortions," Lydia says.

"A real feminist huh? Though I do like the same sex marriage thing. The stuff some have to go through," Stiles voice drifts off.

"You gay?" Scott asks.

"No, but im bisexual," Stiles responds, "I'd like to know that if i moved and fell in love with a man I could marry him if I wanted."

"So does that mean you've had sex with a guy?" Lydia asks with a sly smirk, nudging him with her foot.

Stiles truns red, "I dont have to tell you that!"

"Come on it's not like you're shy about that shit. Or maybe its just when you are put on the spot?" Lydia teases.

"I have slept with a man if you must know. I'm definitely not a virgin. What about you? You fucked Jackson yet?" Stiles bites back.

Lydia flicks her hair over her shoulder, "Obviously. We have been together for 3 years."

Stiles rolls his eyes at Scotty, "Obviously."

"I haven't," Allison says, "Had sex, I mean. It should be with someone special."

"How do you know mine wasn't special?" Stiles asks her.

"Please, I haven't seen you date anyone and the only openly gay person in school is Danny and he is way out of your league." Lydia scoffs.

"Doesn't mean it wasn't special," Stiles narrows his eyes.

"Can we talk about something else please?" Scott asks uncomfortably.

"What scotty? You a little virgin over there?" Stiles teases.

Scott gets defensive, "Not all of us just go and fuck whoever we want Stiles. Some of us have respect."

Stiles laughs a dry laugh, "I dont fuck for respect dumb-ass."

"You don't do it for love either," Allison throws out there.

"Love is a construct that people made to feel good about staying with horrible people. It doesn't exist," Stiles states as if a fact.

"Well, I don't agree with that," Lydia says daringly to him.

"You do that," Stiles says rolling his eyes again.

"I'd do it, if I was in love with someone," Derek says quietly.

"You not had your cherry popped either Big Bad?" Stiles asks.

"I have had sex before. Only with one person though. And I think it may have just put me off forever," Derek responds.

"Dang, that's harsh man," Scott says.

"So you're a tease then? I mean you go around in tight jeans and leather, and I know there is no way you dont know how sexy you look. You just let people keep believing that they may have the chance to get to the impenetrable Derek Hale. You, my friend, are a tease," Stiles blabs.

Derek glares, "How am I a tease? I don't ask for people to like me? I don't exactly have the nicest personality," Derek says. An The four of them believe that may be the most he has ever said. Ever.

"So you know you're a dick?" Stiles asks. There is silence and the five of them giggle. The atmosphere lightens up slightly.