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STILES slams his Jeep door shut, slinging his school bag over his shoulder.

"And then what? You killed her?"

Scott follows him from his Jeep toward the school.

Scott shrugs, "I don't know. I woke up. I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that."

"I have. But it usually ends a little differently."

"A: I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real. And B: never give me that much detail about you in bed ever again."

Stiles chuckles, "Noted. But I'm going to take a guess here-"

"I know. You think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow. Like I'm afraid I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out."

"No, of course not," Off Scott's look he continues, "Yeah, that's totally it."

Scott nods, head slung low.

"It's going to be okay. Personally, I think you're handling this pretty fricking amazingly. It's not like there's a Lycanthropy for Beginners Class you can take."

"Not a class. But maybe a teacher."

Stiles frowns shaking his head frantically, "Who? Derek? You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?"

"I know, but all of it- chasing her, dragging her back onto the bus... it felt so real."

"How real?"

"Like it actually happened."

Stiles frowns pointing, " I think it did..."

Across the parking lot, police tape cordons off one of the school buses. Sheriff Stilinski and his Deputies oversee a Lab Tech examining the rear of the bus which was down hanging from its hinges. And worse... there's blood on it.

. . .

His thumb lightly brushes her lower lip, as his breath hitches. He stares into her eyes, and she holds his anxious, burning gaze for a moment or maybe it's forever but eventually, her attention is drawn to his lips.

Without a second thought, Luna launches forward and placed her lips onto his. Transfixed, Derek's thoughts were silenced by her taste as if taking an adrenaline shot.

For both of them we're thinking that their lips sunk in a perfect fit, as if it wasn't wrong.

She moans as his hands grip her waist while they both move towards her bed. Luna was too astounded to mentally process her actions and one hundred percent bewildered at Derek's response.

Derek was completely in awe at how he fully surrendered under the witchery of her lips. Just one look and he felt her pull him in. As if he was in a trance.

The air gets thinner as Derek hovers over her on top of the bed. His lips crush on hers unrestrained, he cups her face with both hands as her fingers slid along his bulged biceps.

Unlocking his lips from hers, he pulls her further up on the duvet solely to immerse himself in pure pleasure. He grabs his shirt and pulls it over his head making her look up at him in awe.

In Luna's head, she was in heaven. She couldn't help but stare at his toned chest and building muscles. She sighs in happiness as his lips meet hers once more. His thumb rubs her waist as she gently bites his lower lip.

Derek groans, lips leave hers as they travel down her jaw. He kisses down her neck making her throw her head back with a moan. Lifting her shirt over her head, Luna slightly blushes watching his eyes grow darker in lust. Leaning forward once more, Derek finds himself sucking on a part of her shoulder that made her instant reaction be a grind of her hips against his.

Heat rose from every inch of him. Derek was no longer able to control himself. He couldn't just walk away after today. No he needed her.

There was nothing but the sound of her gasps drawing him in, awakening something feral within. Whatever this was, it was pulling her in as well. The urgency of those perfect lips sinking in as if consuming her core, the way his body pressed against hers, warm and untamed.

Insane.

This was insane and he was sort of upset with himself for allowing it to happen. Because of the fact that, he didn't want her involved in the deadly situations that seemed to follow Derek.

Instinct was not supposed to dictate over logic but, then again, that might just be another one of her supernatural abilities. To draw people in. She was a siren... she called out to him and he had no choice but to answer.

He'd never wanted someone so...passionately.

Luna smiles as she flips them over and straddles him. His breath catches in his throat as her hands move to the button on his jeans.

Bzzz bzzz.

Groaning, she reaches for her phone on the nightstand beside the bed. Derek sits up holding the girl's waist as he continues to assault her neck.

Reading the text she frowns in confusion then bursts out laughing.

Derek pulls away and stares at the girl in disbelief, "We were just in the middle of something and you break it to laugh at whatever on your phone."

Luna rolls her eyes swatting his chest, "Oh shush you drama Queen. It's just Stiles."

"That doesn't make me feel better."

Luna smiles pecking his lips, "Oh shush... I laughed because Scott thinks he did something to Allison. If there was a pageant for drama queens he'd win by a landslide."

Derek nods, "Your friend... not mine."

"Eh kinda more so acquaintances for now... anyways I'm gonna be late for school."

Derek chuckles kissing her cheek, "Then stay..."

"You're a horrible influence. I would like to graduate Mister."

Derek rolls his eyes, "Fine, I guess I'll give you a ride."

"You guess?"

Derek rolls his eyes once again at the dramatic Luna then picks her up and places her on the bed off his lap. He smirks looking at her collarbone making her frown.

"What?"

"You might wanna cover up."

"Why... you didn't..."

. . .

In Chemistry class, Mr. Harris, stands at the board writing down chemical interactions while Scott and Stiles whisper to each from their seats.

"Maybe it was my blood on the door?"

Stiles shrugs, "Could be animal blood. Like maybe you caught a rabbit or something?"

Scott looks at him like he's stupid, "And did what?"

"I don't know. Ate it."

"Raw?"

Stiles scoffs, "No, you stopped to bake it in a little werewolf oven. How should I know? You're the one who can't remember anything."

Scott rolls his eyes then watches Stiles look down at his phone, "Hey did Luna ever answer you back?"

Stiles frowns, "No. I didn't see her this morning either."

"You think she's okay?"

Just as Stiles opens his mouth to answer, the door opens revealing a late and crazy curly haired Luna. She hands Mr. Harris a note before hurrying over to her seat by Stiles.

"Hey guys."

The two both frown staring at her as she looks at her phone smiling. Stiles clears his throat making her look up.

"What? What did I do?"

"Where were you?"

"Home..."

"No you weren't. I checked."

'Actually you rang the doorbell and I was trying to get Derek to not open the door seeing as you don't trust him.' Luna thinks to herself before answering with a shrug.

"Lydia gave me a ride and we went out to breakfast."

Scott frowns watching Luna's face for a tell, "Lydia showed up with Jackson this morning."

Luna curses under breath. Scott freezes as a familiar scent fills his nostrils. His sight zooms in on Luna and notices the black leather jacket she was wearing, that was two sizes too big.

"Where'd you get that jacket?"

Luna freezes before smiling nonchalantly, "Oh this old thing... I got it from a consignment shop. You know they have the best things ever. You two should come with sometime."

"Really... because that jacket looks like Derek's and you reek of his scent."

Luna looks at Scott with wide eyes, "Uhhh... he leant it to me?"

Stiles looks at Luna with wide eyes, "You're fraternizing with the enemy!"

"Huh?"

"Wait you're having sex with Derek?" Scott asks in shock.

Luna looks between the two in confusion holding her hands up, "Wait what? What's happening right now? Hold the phone... I'm not having sex with Derek."

"Then what's that?"

Luna curses once again seeing Stiles point at the dark hickey that she tried to cover with Derek's huge jacket, since she didn't have any makeup to wear.

"I'm not having sex with him."

"No just fraternizing!"

"What the hell does that even mean?!"

"Get a dictionary!"

"Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper you might want to pull the earphones out once in a while. I think you, Miss. Tate, and Mr. McCall would benefit from a little distance. Yes?"

Luna pouts, "No..."

He points to two empty seats on either side of the classroom. Scott and Stiles glance at each other then stand and cross to their new seats. Scott's desk is right in front of Jackson. Scott sits, very aware of Jackson's eyes on his back.

"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much."

Two seconds later, Stiles looks to Luna who he knew would make a joke. He smiles as she smirks.

"It's too much..."

Rolling his eyes, Mr. Harris replies too bad and then turns back to the board, Harley gazes up from her seat.

"Hey look! They found something!"

Everyone bolts to the window to see for themselves. Even Mr. Harris looks out the window at an ambulance that sits parked by the woods. Two EMT's emerge from the foliage, pushing a gurney. Strapped to it is a man's body.

Scott whispers to Stiles with a frown, "That's not a rabbit."

The gurney rolls toward the ambulance when suddenly the body atop it lurched up. The entire class screams and jumps back in shock. As the EMT's ease the victim down, Scott steps back from the others.

Stunned.

Devastated.

Stiles and Luna slowly approach him.

"This is good Scott."

"He's not dead. He got up. A dead guy can't do that." Stiles nods agreeing with Luna.

Scott shakes his head feeing worse than ever.

"Guys... I did that."

. . .

Lunch trays in hand, Stiles and Scott head to an open table in the cafeteria.

"Dreams aren't memories."

Scott shrugs, "Then it wasn't a dream. Something happened last night. And I can't remember what."

They sit down at a table together with their trays.

"How are you so sure Derek has all the answers?"

Scott leans in to whisper, "Because on the full moon he wasn't changed. He was in total control. And I'm running around in the night attacking some totally innocent guy."

"You don't know that."

"I don't not know it." Scott sits thinking on the possibilities before sighing, "I can't go out with Allison. I have to cancel."

"No, you don't. You can't cancel your entire life. We'll figure this out."

Lydia sits down next to Scott with her tray, "Figure what out?"

"Uh... Homework. Just homework." Scott frowns staring at Stiles in question.

Stiles pauses with a French Fry held just at his lips.

Lydia is sitting with them.

Voluntarily.

He leans across the table to whisper to Scott, "Why is she sitting with us?"

Scott shrugs. Then Allison comes over and he removes his backpack from the seat he was saving for her.

"Thanks." She smiles.

Stiles still holds that French Fry, watching with increasing surprise as Luna, one of Jackson's lacrosse teammates and Danny sit down with them as well.

Glancing to Luna now on his left, Stiles gives her a big smile. She smiles back before stealing one of his french fries. He looks down confused. Even though Luna was talking to him and Scott she still never sat with them at lunch. What was happening.

Stiles looks to Danny on his right and his gives him a smile too. Danny looks at him as if to say 'In your dreams.'

Finally, Stiles starts eating that French Fry, quite pleased to see that the popular table has come to them. Until Jackson comes over. He glares at his teammate who thought it would be a good idea to sit at the head of the table beside his girlfriend.

"Get up."

"How come you never ask Danny to get up?"

Danny scoffs, "Because I don't stare at his girlfriend's coin slot."

The Teammate grabs his tray and gets up. Jackson sits down next to Lydia and Danny. But his glare fixates on Scott. Not at all happy this kid has somehow infiltrated his crew.

"So they're saying it's an animal attack. Probably a cougar." Danny says.

"I heard mountain lion."

Lydia sighs at her boyfriend, "A cougar is a mountain lion."

She glances up to see she's corrected her boyfriend and everyone stares at her in awe. She quickly realizes and plays dumb.

"Isn't it?"

Luna rolls her eyes, "You know it is Lyds."

"Who cares? The guy's probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna' die anyway."

Luna glares at Jackson, "Asshole..."

"Actually, I just found out who he is."

The others turn to Stiles to see him looking at his phone.

"Check this out."

Everyone crowds around to watch a news report on the display. Only Lydia stays where she is, utterly indifferent.

"--identified the victim of the possible animal attack as Garrison Meyers-"

Scott frowns, "I know that guy. I used to take the bus back when I lived at my Dad's place. He was the driver."

Lydia sighs, "Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please? Like where we're going tomorrow night?"

Allison and Scott whip their heads around to Lydia.

"You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow, right?"

Alarm bells going off in Scott's mind, he glances over to see Stiles emphatically shaking his head no.

"We were thinking of..." Allison asks turning to Scott, "What were we going to do?"

"We hadn't decided."

Lydia rolls her eyes dropping her form, "Well, I'm not sitting at home watching lacrosse videos again. If the four of us are hanging out let's pick something fun. Luna even you can come."

Luna frowns, "And be a fifth wheel... hell no."

Lydia shrugs with a smile, "Bring him."

Luna head snaps over to Stiles as Lydia points at him.

"Wait what?"

Lydia chuckles as the two say the same thing, "Yeah aren't you guys dating?"

Luna looks over at Stiles in shock then back at Lydia, "No... where did you get that idea?"

Lydia just shrugs, "I just assumed."

"Well don't."

"Well date..."

"What the actual hell is going on?"

Luna glances over at Stiles who shrugs just as confused as her. Lydia couldn't even see that the boy was utterly in love with her. Instead she saw that Stiles and herself were together... which they weren't and probably wouldn't ever be.

"So that's a no to a triple date?" Allison chimes in making things worse.

Luna's eyes widen, "Oh holy hell you two are pure evil. And no I have a life."

Turning to Stiles she grimaces, "Sorry that was no offense to you and all offense to them."

Stiles shrugs with a smile, "I get it."

Scott frowns tasting the bitter words still hung up on the fact that Lydia wanted to hang out with all of them together, "I'm sorry back to the issue... Hanging out? The four of us?"

Jackson glares at Lydia, "When the hell were you going to tell me about this?"

Scott turns to Allison, "You want to hang out? The four of us? You and me? And them?"

Luna leans closer to Stiles and whispers, "This is gonna be a disaster..."

He nods as they continue to watch the trainwreck.

"Sure. Sounds fun."

Scott looks to Stiles and Luna who both shake their heads frantically.

"You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself in the face with this fork."

Luna peps up smiling at Jackson, "Oh please let me do the honors. Nothing would make life better."

Lydia frowns pointing at Luna, "No!", before glaring at Jackson, "Oh, come on, Jackson. How about bowling? You love to bowl."

"Yeah, but with actual competition."

Allison frowns, "How do you know we're not competition?" She turns to Scott, "You can bowl, right?"

"Sort of-"

Jackson glares, "Sort of? Or yes?"

Scoff glares back, "Yes. In fact..."

"Ah he's gonna do it..." Stiles murmurs to himself making Luna laugh into her hand.

Stiles buries his head in his hands as Scott continues.

"I'm a great bowler."

. . .

"Dude... You're a terrible bowler!"

Scott slams his head against his locker, "I know! I'm such an idiot."

Luna smirks, "Can't argue with that."

Stiles lightly slaps the back of Luna's head making her push him playfully.

"It was like watching a car wreck. First, it turns into the group date. Then out of nowhere comes that phrase-"

Scott nods, "Hanging out."

Luna frowns at the two boys confused, "I'm sorry, I'm confused. What's wrong with the phrase hanging out?"

Stiles stares at her with wide eyes, "You don't hang out with a hot girl-"

"You two hang out with me... I'm a girl... am I not hot?"

Both boys freeze.

Of course they thought that Luna was hot but they also have become friends with her and no feelings were there. That they knew of.

"I would say you're beautiful. That's completely different though..."

Luna smiles, "Aw that was sweet Stiles. Continue on..."

"Anyways it's death. Once it's hanging out, you might as well be her gay best friend. You and Danny can start hanging out."

"How is this happening? I either nearly killed a bus driver. Or I didn't."

Stiles frowns becoming off track, "I don't think Danny likes me."

"I ask Allison on a date. But now we're hanging out."

"Am I not attractive to gay guys?"

Luna stares at Stiles in confusion but doesn't reply.

"I made first line. But the team captain wants to destroy me. And now?" He freezes eyeing a wall clock, "Now I'm going to be late for work."

He yanks his bag out of his locker and tears off down the hall, leaving Stiles and Luna behind.

"Wait am I attractive to gay gu- ugh you didn't answer my question."

Luna jokes poking his forehead making him smile.

"Your brain is so weird."

a/n - derek and luna are getting closer super fast. what do you think about that?

who's your favorite character at the moment? who are you looking forward to seeing more of?

is stiles attractive to gay guys?! I guess we'll ever know.

fav duo? trio?

future predictions?

any special requests...