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*I do not own any of the characters such as Lydia, Stiles, Scott, Allison or Derek. As well as most of the plot line. Sadly. Haha
*EDITED 29/09/21*
|Chapter 6|
Yesterday was a blur. I am still not in talking terms to Stiles even though he texted me about 10 times. I’m already over the comment he made. I just like to make him suffer for the times I forgave him instantly for the puppy sad eyes he made, not happening this time Stilinski.
I’m in my locker and I see Scott and Stiles walking around trying to look for someone. Do they miss me that much or even need me?
I walk up to them.
“Hey Scott.” I say totally ignoring Stiles and hearing him groan from next to Scott.
“Hey – uhm – Have you seen Allison?” Scott asks and he looks very worried.
“No I haven’t actually.” I say and look around to see if I can see her. “Why, did something happen?” I ask and turn back to the boys.
“Scotty boy here had a dream that he attacked Allison in the back of a school bus – and it so happens that something did happen in a school bus as there is blood everywhere and police officers.” Stiles says. Scott is still looking around.
He starts walking away with me and Stiles tailing after him. This is going to get him angry and we don’t want him to attack anybody.
He lets out a shout and punches a random locker – actually – Jackson’s locker. I smirk. That guy is way too into himself.
He then walks away and turns around only to smash into the one and only. Allison. I let out a sigh of relief.
They start talking and Stiles pulls me away to class. We walk to class and it is full silence.
We enter to class and I sit in the seat in front of Stiles. We have Harris. Hooray.
This teacher makes me singlehandedly want to drop out of school. So much power.
“Attention, students, this is your principal. I know you’re all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled.”
I hear the principal speak through the speakers and I roll my eyes.
“Great to know you love school, Mr. Barnett.” Mr Harris decides to sarcastically comment on my action.
“I know, probably just as much as I like you, sir.” I say before he mouths ‘detention’ while I take my books out of the bag.
I feel a tap in my shoulder. I turn around and it’s Stiles.
“Hey Day. Look – I – I am really sorry about my comment. It was stupid and really not true. If I could go back in time to take what I said I really would. Okay? – It’s just it was the heat of the moment, you know – everything with Scott and stuff and I am sorry I let it out on you. I seriously need to stop talking. So please say something?” He says with puppy eyes. He’s really turning puppy eyes into a Stiles thing.
I roll my eyes.
“Fine. You’re forgiven.” I say. I guess he suffered enough and I got his point. I hear him somewhat celebrate.
I chuckle. Dork.
//
“Maybe it was my blood on the door.” Scott says and I am writing what is on the board however I was still listening. After finishing my sentence I turn to both dorks.
“Or it could’ve been animal blood.” I whisper. I don’t need another detention from Harris.
“Maybe you caught a rabbit or something.” Stiles adds and I nod before turning back.
“And did what?” Scott asks. What question is that?
“Ate it.” Stiles states the obvious. I mean he is a werewolf. Isn’t that what werewolves do. My Werewolf knowledge is lacking. I really need to research more on it.
“Raw?” Scott asks innocently and I turn to him with a ‘are-you-serious’ face.
I shake my head and turn to continue writing.
“No, you stopped to bake in a little werewolf oven.” Stiles says sarcastically. “I don’t know, you’re the one who can’t remember anything.” He says which is true.
“Mr Stilinski,” The well-known annoying voice comes through my hear. I look at him. “If that’s your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out every once in a while. I think you, Mr Barnett and Mr McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?” He asks and we shake our heads.
He tells Scott and Stiles to move. At least I am still in my normal seat.
“Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much.” Harris adds and Stiles chuckles. His chuckle is too contagious.
I kept on writing in my book but I am interrupted by Louise who gets up from next to Scott.
“Hey, I think they found something.” She says before everyone gets up to see what is going on. Obviously me following. Since I am small I am at the front, in front of both Stiles and Scott.
We are looking at an older guy being taken to an ambulance.
“That is not a rabbit.” Scott says to both of us.
Before we can start talking about what is going on the guy gets up screaming and the whole class gets scared me included so I jump back only to have Stiles’ hand in my back.
After that we all go back to our seats to pack up since it was almost time to go.
“Okay. This is good, this is good. He got up, he’s not dead. Dead guys can’t do that.” No shit, Sherlock.
“Stiles – I did that.” Scott adds.
//
I walk my way to the table that both Stiles and Scott are seating on. I sit down next to Stiles and place down my tray with food in front of me.
“But dreams aren’t memories.” Stiles says as soon as I hit the chair.
“Then it wasn’t a dream. Something happened last night, and I can’t remember what.” Scott says.
“Maybe you did it while you were asleep. Sleep walking?” I say and both turn to me like I just said something totally offensive. “What?” I ask softly.
“Maybe, but I don’t think I was asleep.” Scott says as Stiles is biting into his apple.
“What makes you so sure that Derek even has all the answers?” Stiles says and I look at Scott waiting for a response.
I mean, he seems to be a good werewolf teacher. That should be a subject in school which makes me wonder if there are any other werewolves in this school.
“Because, during the full moon he wasn’t changed.” He answers. That means something. “He was in total control while I was running around in the middle of the night attacking some totally innocent guy.” He says.
“Hey, you don’t know that. We know you Scott – you wouldn’t do something like that.” I say.
“Yeah, but when I am fully turned into a werewolf I don’t have any control over my actions and I get extra angry, Dayton.” He says and he has a point. It’s like his drunk. You don’t remember anything the next day and you can’t really control your actions or what you say.
“Let me change my statement then, you wouldn’t do something like that, consciously.” I smiled.
“I can’t go out with Allison. I have to cancel.” Scott says and my eyes widen.
That would break Allison’s heart.
“No!” I tell my werewolf friend.
“You can’t just cancel your entire life. We’ll figure it out.” Stiles says and I nod.
“Figure what out?” Queen Martin’s voice erupts and she takes a seat next to Scott while looking at all three of us.
What?
Then her whole clique, including Allison, comes and joins us.
Stiles is looking shocked and Scott looks like a deer in a headlights.
“Uh – just homework.” I state looking awkwardly at my plate. The orange that stood in front of me suddenly became really interesting.
“Yeah, why is she sitting with us?” Stiles whispers to me from beside me as I shook my head.
“Don’t know.” I whisper back.
Allison takes a seat on the other side of Scott making Scott smile. Aw puppy love.
“Get up.” I hear the annoying voice say towards a guy in the lacrosse team.
“How comes you never ask Danny to get up?” He asks. Poor guy, his eyes meet mine, I mouth a sorry before shaking my head. Not me having to apologise for this idiot jock’s behaviour.
“Because I don’t stare at his girlfriend’s coin slot.” Danny brightly answers and I hear Stiles trying his best not to burst out laughing before taking a bite into his apple.
“So I hear they’re saying it’s some type of animal attack.” Danny says talking about the attack in the back of one of the school buses. “Probably a cougar.” He adds.
Oh if only you knew Danny boy.
“I hear a mountain lion.” Jackson says and I roll my eyes. Aren’t they the same –
My thoughts are interrupted by Lydia. “A cougar is a mountain lion.” She says and damn. Perhaps she isn’t as dumb as we believe. “Isn’t it?”
I nod at her question.
“Who cares? The guy’s probably some homeless tweaker who’s gonna die anyway.” Of course Jackson had to say a heartless comment about the death of an innocent.
“It doesn’t matter if they were homeless or not. He was innocent and didn’t deserve to die like this.” I say.
“Really? Did I ask for your opinion, Dayton?” Jackson asks before chuckling as Lydia hits him lightly on the shoulder.
“Thank you, Lydia. Hit him harder.” I say as I quickly glare at Jackson who has a smirk on his face. Cun-
“Actually I just found out the identity of the guy. Check it out.” Stiles says before placing his phone in the middle of the table in able for everyone to see.
In the video it had Sheriff Stilinski.
“The Sheriff’s department won’t speculate on details of the incident but confirmet the victim, Garrison Meyers, did survive the attack. Meyers was taken to a local hospital where he remains in critical condition.” The reporter says and the video ends.
“Hey – I know this guy.” Scott says.
“You do?” Allison asks her crush.
“Yeah, when I used to take the bus back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver.” He states and I nod. Interesting.
“Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please? Like, oh, where are we going tomorrow night?” Lydia states. What? “You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night, right?” She asks the couple.
“Um, we were thinking of what we were going to do.” Allison said looking between Lydia and Scott.
“Well I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun. Oh and Dayton, you can come too right? I mean you’re gay so you could totally come with Danny.” She says and my eyes widen.
“Uhm sure, I’m cool with it. Are you Dayton.” Danny asks and I nod.
“Sure. Yeah, I’m fine.” I look at Stiles and he is looking at me shocked. ‘What?’ I mouth him and he shakes his head.
“Hanging out? Like all of us?” Scott asks Allison. and he looks like he wants to hide in a hole.
“Yeah, sounds fun, I guess.” Allison says as she is eating her food.
“You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself with a fork.” Jackson says.
“I bet there would be a lot of volunteers to do that for you.” I mumble.
“What was that Barnett?” Jackson asks and I turn to him.
“Oh, isn’t the weather just lovely today.” I say.
“It’s raining.” Lydia says and I nod.
“So?” I ask. “Take in all that nature’s got to give.” They all nod except Asswipe Whittemore who was glaring.
“How about bowling, You love to bowl right?” Lydia asks Jackson with excitement.
“Yeah, with actual competition.” Jackson says.
“I’m definitely competition Whittemore.” Danny says jokingly.
“How do you know we’re not actual competition?” Allison asks and I am rooting for team Allison right now. “You can bowl, right?” Allison asks Scott.
“Sort of.” Scott says. Why do I have the feeling it’s a no?
“Is it a sort of or a yes?” Jackass asks.
“Yes.” He says in a serious voice. “In fact, I’m a great bowler.” Scott finishes.
Oh boy, I say just as I remember I got detention later.
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