A/N: This chapter is dedicated to stiles24stilinskiXD because she has put up with me cover wise and she has never failed to disappoint me with the outcomes. Thank you for my covers!🖤

   Stiles shows up to the school just as the first bell rings and he is in a rush to grab his books and make it to Chemistry before the second bell rings.

Thankfully he makes it to his seat and his day is off to a much better start.

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The first half of the day went fast. Stiles didn't have the pack in those classes so that made it easier.

When lunch rolled around Stiles couldn't work up an appetite so he sat at his lonely table with his book.

It wasn't until Mason sat next to him that he looked up.

"Maze Runner, huh?" Asks Mason, glancing at his book as he shoves a tuna sandwich into his mouth.

Stiles nods and continues reading.

Mason taps his fingers on the table in an off beat pattern as he remembered what Deaton had told him.

Stiles could smell the boy's anxiety and looked up once again from his book.

"What's wrong?" Asks the werefox.

"What, um. Oh, nothing." Says Mason in a shaky voice.

Stiles lightly chuckles and rolls his eyes, "That has got to be the worst lie I have ever heard." He emphasizes the word 'ever' and Mason gives him a side glance. "So what is wrong?"

Mason sucks in a breath and starts to talk, "I was ta-"

"Hey guys!" Says Lydia as she sits on the opposite side of Stiles, cutting off Mason, who just shuts his mouth and accepts the fact that he was going to have to tell Stiles about the whole Mate thing another time.

"Hi Lydia." Both of the boy's say in unison.

"So Stiles," Lydia starts, "I talked to Scott and he said that he will meet you at your house after school with the pack."

Stiles nods and looks at Mason.

"She knows?" He asks.

Stiles nods and looks back at Lydia, who gives Mason a small smile. Mason returns the smile and Corey sits next to his boyfriend.

"Hey Corey." Says Mason with a childish smile.

Corey grins back and simply waves at Mason.

Lydia then tells Corey about the pack meeting and the four eat the rest of their lunch in peace.

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The second half of the day is a little more difficult.

The second to last class of the day is probably the hardest. Since Scott shares that class with him.

Normally he would ignore Stiles, but today Scott can't help but glance at Stiles every time he thought he wasn't looking. Trying to figure out what his problem was. Or why he was acting so off.

Stiles can feel the Alpha's eyes burning wholes through the back of his head and it starts to get annoying. Why doesn't he just come up to him and talk to him. God, it would be so much easier.

However, Stiles didn't expect Scott to come over and just talk to him after what happened last night in the first place, so his actions didn't quiet surprise him either.

Stiles turns around to face the werewolf and the split second they made eye contact Scott quickly looked down in submission.

Stiles huffed and spent the rest of that class staring into blank space.

When the bell rings for 7th period to be over, Stiles is way too enthusiastic to leave school behind.

It's only when Stiles remembers that he would have to run home that his excitement deflates.

He sluggishly grabs his books and homework and shoves it all in his backpack.

He then slings it over his shoulder and slams his locker, looking right next to his locker to see a very disappointed looking blonde girl.

"Hey, um I'm Stiles." Says Stiles, motioning his hands to himself.

The girl turns and looks at Stiles. She has amber eyes and a slightly crooked smile, "Oh," she says with a slight voice crack, "uh, hi. I'm Michelle."

Stiles returns the smile, "That's a cool name."

Michelle nods and looks back at her locker with a slight frown.

Stiles' head tilts and he looks at her locker to find claw marks ebbed into the locker door.

"These showed up yesterday and I don't know how they got there, or what put them here." Michelle explains.

Stiles holds back from apologizing. He knows that he did that. Instead he plasters a confused expression on his face.

"That's weird." Says Stiles simply.

Michelle nods again. "Yeah, well I should be getting home. It was nice to meet you Stiles. Maybe I'll see you around."

"That would be nice." Stiles replies.

With that the two students turn their separate ways and head outside.

Stiles starts at a jog through the parking lot until he enters the forest. Once he can't see the high school any more he starts to speed up until it feels like he is practically flying.

It wasn't long before Stiles had entered his house. He had a few minutes before the pack showed up so he ate a quick snack to calm his nerves before putting away his school stuff and quietly sitting on the couch with "Star Wars: Emperor Strikes Back" playing on the television in front of him.

What really ticks Stiles off is when the prelude finally finishes and the door bell rings to signal that one of the pack members has arrived.

Stiles sighs and pauses the television, slowly walking to the door and opening it to reveal Lydia.

Lydia smiles and Stiles let's her in, un-pausing his movie and sitting back on the couch.

Lydia lets out a small chuckle and she sits at the dining table, joining Stiles in his wait for the rest of the pack.

After that the pack starts to show up one by one, with the occasional pair, such as Mason and Corey, until everyone was present at the Stilinski household.

The last one to arrive was the one and only Derek Hale, who said he had car trouble, but Stiles could hear the jump in his heartbeat.

He brushed it off and sat on a stool in front of the couch, where the rest of the pack was sitting.

Scott, Malia and Liam had sour faces, while Corey wore a confused look and Derek looked like he was day dreaming.

Mason just looked annoyed as hell. Which was odd because normally Mason has a more upbeat mood.

Stiles sighs and starts off, "Well first of all, I am myself."

Malia, Scott and Liam give the fox an unimpressed look.

"No, I'm dead serious. I'm not possessed, I'm 100% Nogitsune free." He explains.

Malia speaks up, "I don't believe you."

Stiles huffs, starting to get annoyed, "Fine, what if I called Deaton over?! Huh?! Would that be better for you guys since you can't trust the weak link in your pack?! Really?!"

Scott looks at him surprised.

"Oh, Scotty. You didn't think I knew that YOU WANTED TO KICK ME OUT?!" Shouts Stiles, completely losing his cool and talking through clenched fangs.

Mason is the only one aware of the and attempts to calm him down but Stiles keeps talking.

"Did you think for one second that I have been with you through your whole life?! When you became a werewolf I didn't leave! I actually tried to help you get through it! I have saved your asses on multiple occasions and you're calling me a weak link?!"

Soon Stiles' anger feeds into stress and sadness and his claws are replaced with sweaty palms, while his fangs are replaced with a trembling jaw. Tears fall from his eyes.

Scott is just about to say something when Malia speaks up once again, "Wow, you really think we are going to believe all this bullshit?!"

Stiles holds back more tears as he looks at the werecoyote in fury, his eyes quickly flashing orange as if a light hit his whiskey brown eyes.

"Yeah well it's a lot better than walking up to the 'pack' I thought I had and going, HEY! Guess what?! I'm having a shit life! And oh yeah, that 'tattoo' on my neck means fox! Oh yeah, did I also mention that I'm supernatural?! No! Not that you would care!"

Scott's jaw drops and Stiles looks at his friend. "Your supernatural?" He asks.

"Yeah, let me guess..." Stiles pauses for a brief moment, "you want me back now don't you? Because the 'weak' Stiles is gone?!"

Scott shakes his head, "Stiles, I didn't mean to-"

"Yes you did!" Interrupts Stiles, "And the part that hurts the most is I knew you wanted to kick me out. I knew that my best friend didn't have my back at the pack meetings. I knew that you were the one to decide that I was out! Guess what Scott?! You're an alpha! Yeah, a full on leader!" Stiles sighs and tries to calm his voice down, "You don't seem like such a great leader after how you treated me."

Scott looks down in guilt.

"That's it." States Stiles.

Scott looks up and the pack follows his gaze as Stiles takes a shakey breath.

"I'm leaving."

With that Stiles quickly shifts and crawls out of his clothes, glancing at Lydia, Mason and Derek, before bolting out the door.

Scott looks around, tears brimming his eyes, "What did I do?"

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A/N: thank you guys for reading this chapter and book! I can't believe I have over 2k reads! Thank you guys so much! Don't forget to vote and comment, I love the feedback. And also, I somewhat added a new character😄yay! Lol.🖤