AND WE ONLY SAW HALF THE BALLET
Author: megxmas
Summary: Stiles is one of those, ‘love or hate’ kinds of students. The smart-ass, obnoxious, loud-mouthed sort of kid that a teacher will either love to teach, or hate to teach. He tends to be a hit with the older teachers and the younger teachers; the ones who are either young enough to relate to him or old enough to appreciate how different he is from the other students. It’s the ones in the middle, the ones who feel like they deserve his respect but never seem to be able to earn it, that hate him. Finstock and Harris could write sonnets about being pissed off with Stiles.
But basically, everyone has their side. Love or hate. No in-betweens.
Except for Derek. Derek’s in between. Predictably.
Info: 19k | Mature | Teacher/Student AU, Age difference
Notes: This felt like the perfect setup to reading the newest fic by paintedrecs, that isn’t complete yet! Teacher/student is such a guilty pleasure of mine, you have no idea! And that is exactly how you’ll feel reading this one, it feels so wrong but soooo daaaaaaamn riiiight -C
Sneak Peek:
“Well if it isn’t my favorite teacher, back again! How are you doing today?”
Derek gives him a small smile, and sinks into his regular seat before he realises that he was supposed to sit in the booth today to avoid awkward conversation. “I’m okay, Stiles. How are you?”
“Hungover as hell and feeling like death, but could be worse.”
Derek sighs. “You shouldn’t really tell me that sort of thing, Stiles.”
Stiles shrugs. “What are you gonna do? You’re not a cop.”
“I could tell your dad. The sheriff.”
Stiles smirks, leans onto the counter across from Derek, and says, “You could. But you won’t.”
“How are you so sure?”
“You like me too much to get me into trouble.”
