"You're going to get him drunk? Stiles... I don't think that's such a good idea.." I mumbled over the phone as I glanced at my mom who was sitting at the kitchen table, anxiously drinking some tea. She has been an absolute wreck since Wednesday night with the whole school incident. I wish I could just calm her down because just seeing her this stressed out, is stressing me out.

Stiles chuckled on the other end of the phone, "It's a grrrrrrreat idea."

"Okay Tony the Tiger, are you already drunk?" I sighed sadly, I'm not saying I'm one of those teenagers that is totally against underage drinking- I mean, yeah everyone does it... I've even done it. But when it's your ADD boyfriend and temperamental werewolf brother out drinking alone somewhere, it kind of worries a person.

"Possibly... maybe... definitely." He laughed lightly, I could hear Scott complaining about something in the background. This was yet another bad idea, those two make some of the worst decisions in the world, I swear.

Stiles sighed dreamily, "What Scott doesn't understand, and what I've been trying...or well, doing... what am I doing? Oh! I'm telling him- there are plenty of girls in the sea. Plenty of 'em." 

"I think you mean fish in the sea," I chuckled lightly, man when he is drunk he sounds like a total ditz. A very cute, ditz- but a ditz nevertheless.

"Fish? No, I mean girls... I love girls... especially ones with brown hair, brown eyes... five foot four..." He trailed off, I could just see him now. Lounging out on the ground or in his jeep, his eyes fixed on the first thing that started to move- drawing his attention away from our conversation.

Wait- he just... I'm not trying to sound all conceited or anything but the girl he was just describing sounds a lot like me. I have brown hair and brown eyes, and I think I'm five foot four... I haven't measured my height in a long time, but that sounds about right. Is he saying he loves me? 

"Yes! Exactly like Kasey! Scott, how did you know I was talking about Kasey?" Stiles' voice came from the other end. Oh god. He was talking about me. He loves me? No, he can't possible be in love with me. He's probably just entirely too drunk for his own good. Yes, that has to be it. He's just really drunk and doesn't know what he is saying. 

My mom then walked over to me, "Honey... are you talking to Scott?"

"Oh, uhm no. It's Stiles, actually he just hung up." I lied awkwardly, I didn't want my mom to know that Stiles- my new boyfriend of only two freaking days, had taken my brother out to illegally drink. I mean she know's Stiles makes some... odd choices, but I don't want her knowing that he and my brother commit illegal activities rather frequently. 

"No I didn't! Kasey I'm still here, here... where is here? Scott where are we? I need another drink..." Stiles voice came through my speaker, I quickly hit the end call button and slid the phone in my back pocket, okay as soon as I see him again I am smacking him for his stupid idea.

I coughed awkwardly and tugged at the hem of my shirt, "Is there something you need? I was just getting ready to go to bed..." 

"Is he okay? Scott, I mean? Have you talked to him about what's her name?" My mom inquired as she gave me a pleading look. Oh god, she wants to talk about the break up with Allison. I don't even know why they broke up, Scott wouldn't tell me. And when I asked Allison she just said that she couldn't trust him. That's about all I know, and probably will know on the while Allison and Scott situation...

A sigh escaped me as I ran my hand through my hair, "Mom he just needs some time to sort it all out in his own way. And her name is Allison, by the way. Now, I'm heading to bed..." And with that said I made my dramatic exit by twirling around and then making my way up the stairs, ever so gracefully tripping at the last step. Awesome.

✢

As I walked down the hallway past the main office- the exact office where Scott made that freaking call to the alpha days before, my eyes settled on my boyfriend sitting on the ground with his backpack clutched to his chest. I made my way over to him and he stood up quickly when he saw me, "Kasey-"

I cut him off by smacking the back of his head, "Ow! What the hell?" He muttered as he rubbed the back of his now sore head. When I say I am going to smack someone, I keep that promise and I smack them. 

"That's for being a total idiot and taking Scott out drinking- and for the very weird drunk call I received." I chuckled, his eyes widened at the mention of a drunken phone call. Oh, this only confirms my suspicions about his whole declaration of love about me... 

He cleared his throat awkwardly, "Well I certainly will not be drinking anymore. What... what exactly did I say on the call?"

"Oh you don't remember? I mean, you practically talked for an hour about how badly you wanted me in bed." I couldn't help myself, this was a prime opportunity for revenge. I can be pretty cruel when I want to be. 

He blinked rapidly as he sucked in a breath, I'm not saying that I personally saw his skin go completely white- but it definitely did pale. "Wh-what?"

"I'm just kidding! God, you should have seen your face!" I laughed loudly, he looked scared shitless. Oh that was just rich, I love messing with people. Although it was cruel, it was funny.  Very funny. 

Stiles opened his mouth to retort but was interrupted by the office door opening, he jerked his whole body around so he could see who was coming out- when I saw Sheriff Stilinski leaving the office I realized that was the reason that he had been sitting here. I wonder why he's here? I mean, maybe it's because it's the first day back since the whole alpha incident. The school was closed Thursday and Friday, which I'm sure the student body was ecstatic about. I, on the other hand- wanted to actually come to school. Sitting at home with a depressed and angry Scott was not a fun way to spend the two days off.

Sheriff Stilinski sighed as he walked towards Stiles and myself, "Don't you two have a test to get to?"

I bit my bottom lip awkwardly- technically we both had exams to take, but being a few minutes late won't kill me... yet. I have a pretty good attendance record, even though my boyfriend and brother skip out quite a bit, I've managed to maintain decent attendance.

"Dad what's going on? Did you find Derek?" Stiles asked quickly, completely ignoring his father's previous question about the whole why we aren't in class thing...

The Sheriff sighed, "I'm working on it. You two need to get to class, to go and take that test."

"But dad you have to listen to me, this is important-really important you have to be careful tonight, really careful.Especially tonight." Stiles stressed, as he swallowed dryly. Tonight was the night of the full moon- Scott's first full moon. 

It would be a lie to say that I haven't been thinking about Scott and full moon, ever since the night when Derek 'tried' to help Scott learn to control himself. His break-up with Allison couldn't have come at a worse time, because not only is he not fully prepared to control his anger but now he's got all of this pent up aggression about the fact that he is single and Allison can't trust him...

"I'm always careful," His dad replied slowly, his tone showing that he didn't quite understand why Stiles was acting so odd. 

Stiles sighed loudly, "Dad just... you've never dealt with anything like this before."

"I know, which is why I've brought in people who have, the state detective. Now, go take your test." Sheriff Stilinski responded as he glanced over at the two cops and the man in the black suit, that I assumed was the state detective. 

Stiles huffed an annoyance as he grabbed my hand, his dad's eyes widened and a small smile made it's way across his face. Stiles wasn't paying attention though, he was already tugging me away. I sent Mr. Stilinski a smile before his son pulled me completely down the hallway with a freaking death grip. 

"Stiles... are you okay?" I asked tentatively as we made our way down the seemingly empty hallway, he was acting odd. Well, more like stressed out and over the top emotional about his dad. He usually kept his feelings and such to himself, so he didn't have to talk to people about why he is acting the way he is. 

"What? Yeah, I'm fine. Totally fine." He replied quickly as he sent me a fake smile, a smile that was not like his usual smile. 

I sighed, "You know... if you are upset about something, you can tell me."

Stiles didn't respond as we walked into the testing room, and wouldn't you know it- freaking Mr. Harris is our Proctor. Allison was already sitting in her seat, looking like Bella Swan when Edward left her. Oh god, I seriously need to stop making Twilight references. It's weird. I don't even like Twilight.

I released Stiles hand and then slipped into my seat in front of him, Scott would probably sit in front of me or in the empty seat in the back of the room. Hopefully he will sit by me though, the last thing I want is for him to be alone in the back of the room while he feels like the world is against him. And so when he walked in and took the seat in front of me, I offered him an encouraging smile- which he tried to return, but failed miserably.

"Alright, this test is worthy 45% of your grade, 25% can be earned by simply writing your name on the blue book. However, as happens every year one of you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover, and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher. So let's get the disappointment over with. Begin." Harris instructed as he clicked on a stopwatch. I sighed in annoyance and scribbled my name neatly on the cover of the blue book before beginning the exam.

Not even two minutes into the exam Scott abruptly stood up and then bolted out of the room, backpack and all. My eyes widened as I watched him slip out into the hallway, "Mister McCall!" Harris shouted as he rubbed at his temples. 

Stiles then stood up and ran after my brother, he didn't take his belongings- but he did just up and leave during an exam, "Mister Stilinski!" Harris yelled again in annoyance. 

I went to stand up as well but Harris whipped his head to the side so he could glare at me, "Miss McCall sit down, if you get out of that seat I will have you suspended!" Harris threatened, his voice booming around the room.

"But-" 

He stood up and slammed his hands down on the table, which shut me up. I clenched my jaw shut and narrowed my eyes at him hatefully, he was such a freaking jerk. So, instead of running after my brother and my boyfriend- I continued my exam, all the while plotting ways to shave off Harris' hair without him knowing.

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After the exam was over, I didn't see Scott again until I was just about to walk into the lunch room.. I have no idea where he is, but something tells me he is just trying to stay away from Allison. Stiles had taken the seat beside me at the table and explained to me what happened during the exam. Apparently he had a panic attack about Allison and he thinks the full moon is already affecting him in a very negative way. He pretty much told Stiles if we didn't lock him up like hardcore, then he would kill someone. 

Not exactly the kind of thing you want to hear coming from the guy who sleeps in the bedroom right next to your's...

"So, the full moon is really affecting him that badly?" I asked quietly, not even wanting to let the images of Scott ripping someone's throat out to appear in my mind once again. I wouldn't really say I'm scared of him, I'm more scared of what he could do...

Stiles nodded, "Yeah. It's pretty bad,"

My eyes landed on Jackson and Allison, they were sitting together at the table a few feet ahead of us. Why is he all of a sudden all over Allison? I mean, he is still dating Lydia- if he is going to hit on someone, at least be single doing it. "He is really pissing me off, it's not bad enough that he is already a major tool- but now he is hitting on Allison." I muttered as I angrily took a drink of water and then slammed the bottle down on the table.

"He is being an ass," Stiles agreed.

I sighed as I turned to face him, "Okay- you probably already think I'm being clingy or whatever, and I swear I'm not... but, is something wrong? I just- I feel like you're all distracted today and I don't know what to do," The words came tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them, and boy do I with that I stopped them. 

"What do you mean? I told you, I'm fine." Stiles said slowly.

I bit down on my lip and glanced at the table, "But... if you weren't fine, like you would tell me, right?" 

He sighed as he grabbed my hand locked his fingers in the spaces between mine, "Kase, if something was up- I would tell you. I swear, alright? I was just nervous for tonight, with my dad and Derek... and well- because of Scott."

"I just wanted you to know that you can talk to me, about anything. Honestly, I'll listen no matter what. Okay?" I said with a smile, feeling so much better about this whole thing now that we talked about it. Being in a relationship is totally new for me, and I don't want my total lack of knowledge to mess things up with Stiles. 

He nodded and smiled at me, "You're the best."

✢

"You got first line?" I asked in excitement as I skipped over to my boyfriend, the team was all out on the practice field getting ready to practice. He had sent me a quick text telling me that he had made first line- but I had to call him Bilinski for the time being. I didn't ask.

He ran over to me and picked me up, spinning me around. I let out a laugh as I held on to his shoulders tightly- he looked so freaking happy, it made my heart swell. I couldn't stop smiling at him as I leaned my head down so I could kiss him again- kissing him was so freaking perfect that I will not get tired of doing it. 

Some players behind us whistled, which resulted in Stiles smiling into the kiss. I pulled back and he sat me back on my feet, "I got first freaking line! It's probationary, but I still got it! And Scott is co-captain." 

"My boys are growing up so fast," I chuckled as I tugged on Stiles' practice jersey, straightening it back out since when he pulled me up on to him it got all misplaced. Number 24. My boyfriend is going to be playing in the game, I need to get a shirt or something made with his number on it. 

"Bilinski! Get in line, McCall- I mean Kasey, off the field!" Finstock yelled as he gestured to the bleachers on the side of the field. 

I chuckled, "Bilinski, eh? I dunno if I like Biles that much... Stiles sounds a lot sexier." 

Stiles coughed as his eyes widened, I smiled as I pecked his cheek and then made my way off the field. Scott was already in line with most of the team, I waved at him- but I guess he ignored me or he didn't see me because he didn't wave back. Oh well. 

As I sat down on the bleachers, not even two seconds later Lydia Martin was sitting right beside me. I glanced at her oddly, "Uh... hi." 

I haven't seen her or talked to her since the incident at school last week, not that I talk to her on a daily basis or anything anyway. But, whenever Allison is around Lydia is usually there and Allison does talk to me... but she hasn't spoken to me today. 

"So you and Stiles... are a thing?" She asked me as she glanced at Stiles on the field, he was talking to Scott- but Scott didn't seem to be paying him much attention either. 

I nodded, "Yeah... we have been for a few day's now, is there a reason that you're asking me about something I know you really could care less about?" I asked with a raised brow. 

Lydia narrowed her eyes, "Actually- I was just wondering if Scott has told you anything, anything that you may have thought sounded odd."

"No, why... did you do something?" I dead-panned, not really interested in the conversation she was trying so hard to maintain. I don't know why she is even talking to me about this, to be honest Lydia Martin and I have about as much in common as Danny and I. Which is very little, if you didn't pick up on the sarcasm. 

She shrugged as she started to twist a lock of her strawberry blond hair, "Maybe. I'm not too sure." 

I sighed as I focused in on the practice before me, it was Scott's turn to make a rush at the goal or whatever it is they are doing. He scooped a ball up and then started running towards the goal- the two defensive players easily knocked him to the ground and he landed on his back. "Ouch." I mumbled as I winced, that didn't look pleasant. 

"He seems distracted..." Lydia mused with a smirk.

Oh this was going to be a long practice if I have to deal with listening to her the entire time, talk about annoying. Scott stood back up and snatched the lacrosse stick off the ground, "Biles you ready?!" Finstock yelled. Stiles, or should I say- Biles, nodded quickly but Scott shoved himself back to the front of the line. 

"That's it McCall! You gotta earn it!" Finstock yelled in excitement. I sighed as Scott once again made a run for the goal, and then he shoved both of the defenders to the ground- and that wasn't even the worst part, after my brother plowed through the two defenders, he then knocked Danny to the ground as well. I gasped and stood up in shock, Danny was so nice and everyone loves him. 

People from the bleachers rushed on to the field to check and make sure that Danny was alright, I made my way over to Scott and Stiles- who were separated from the group. I sighed as I approached them, "Dude what the hell are you doing?" Stiles asked Scott in confusion.

"What? He's twice the size of me?" Scott snapped defensively, his eyes narrowing at Stiles. I gently slipped my hand in his, which seemed to relax Stiles instantly.

Stiles sighed, "Yeah but everyone likes Danny, and now everybody's gonna hate you.." 

"I don't care!" Scott retorted as he walked away from us and back over to where the equipment was. He was being a real jerk today. Stupid full moon.

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So this episode was really hard to write, and for some reason- I think I'm going to change some things in chapter 16 before I post it. I wanted to have some drama- but not any involving Stiles and Kasey together, ya feel? Anyway- enjoy! Gif to the side would be how I imagined Stasey's little exchange on the field. :D