It was a days like this that really made Stiles' ADHD act up. Stiles hated days like this. Stiles never could pay attention on rainy days like this. The sounds of the rain on the windows and the sounds of thunder making usually sounds made is mind stray from what he wanted to focus on. So when he woke up on Monday morning to see that is was raining he told his dad that he wasn't going to school and went back to his room to set up his equipment that helped his mind on days like this. The Sheriff knew that Scott and Lydia would fill him in on what he missed at school. So he left his son to it and left for work.

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To say the very least Scott was worried. His best friend didn't show up to school and wasn't answering his phone. Scott knew that when it rained Stiles' mood was always off, but he never missed school, and he NEVERED ignored his calls. So Scott did the only thing a best friend would do. He told the Pack his worries and they came up with excuses and left school, heading towards the Stilinski house hold.

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Stiles sat on his bed with his legs crossed, his piano on his lap and his headphones on and plugged in to his piano. He was doing a very awesome job of keeping his mind accoupid, ut that was before 6 people fell through his window.

"What the hell are you guys doing?!" Stiles exclaimed tugging off his headphones and pushing his piano off his lap to stand up.

"Well you wasn't at school and you didn't answer our calls so we decided to see if you was okay." Scott said looking at his feet.

"I thought you knew I couldn't focus when its raining?" Stiles said furring his brow.

"You can't focus anyways." Derek said crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well it's not any better on rainy days." Stiles said rolling his eyes sitting back on his bed.

"Why do you have a piano?" Isaac asked sitting beside Stiles after Stiles moved said object.

"My mom taught me how to play it. She thought it would help me focus some on rainy days." Stiles said fidgeting slightly.

"Can you play us some thing?" Lydia asked sitting down on Stiles' desk chair.

"Um, Yea. Let me find the music sheets." Stiles said moving his piano once again to go look in his closet.

"Which one?" Stiles asked handing Lydia 3 different music sheets.

"This one." Lydia said handing one back. Stiles took it with out complaint and sat back down on his bed.

Stiles fixed his hands over the keys, hesitating.

"Stiles, What's wrong?" Allison asked as a worried look crossed her face.

"I haven't played this since my mom died." Stiles said getting a far off look in his eyes.

"Stiles." Isaac said nudging Stiles' arm.

"What? Oh, sorry." Stiles said shaking his head and placing his hands over the keys once again. And with a deep breath began to play.