𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 ─ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒.
Kat has always known what she was going to do with her life. She would enjoy school with her best friends, maybe even a boyfriend. She would cheer on t...
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.
𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐅𝐔𝐍 for anyone other than the regulars, and Kat wasn't one of them. She dreaded anything that came with getting in trouble, and as of late, that seemed to be her life. The call to work to tell Chief Geyer that she wasn't going to make it in for her shift because she had detention was one of the worst calls she'd ever have to make, and the call to her mother wasn't any more fun. The walk of shame into the library for detention was somehow even worse.
At three o'clock sharp, Kat, Stiles, Scott, Allison, Annie, Jackson, and Matt followed Mr. Harris into the library, each of the eight teens wearing discontented looks and grumbling as they separated to different tables around the rooms. Kat wanted to separate herself from Matt and Annie, so she immediately seated herself between Scott and Stiles, glaring at Annie as the Reynolds girl sank into the chair across the table from her.
As everyone settled into their seats, Jackson spoke up, smoothly telling Mr. Harris about the violation of his restraining order against the McCall siblings and Stiles. "Uh, we can't be in detention together. I have a restraining order against these tools."
"All of these tools?" Mr. Harris boredly asked, tucking his hands into his pockets as he let an unbothered expression cross his face.
"No, just us tools," Stiles said, motioning to their trio as he rolled his eyes.
Mr. Harris nodded and pursed his lips, pointing to the furthest table from Jackson. "Fine. You three, over there."
"With pleasure," Kat happily said, jumping to her feet and nearly skipping to the table that Mr. Harris had indicated. Annie scoffed as she watched Kat celebrate the forced distance between them, folding her arms over her chest with a glare.
"Sorry, I'm late. Got caught up in the foot traffic outside." Erica's voice sounded, and the McCall girl froze. I have to deal with the Tacky Twins and Matt during detention? Kat thought, letting out a shallow breath as she sank into the chair beside Stiles, watching the tall blonde saunter into the room, her own too-tight pleather top fighting to contain her chest just as Annie's was. Kat couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Just find a seat, Ms. Reyes." Mr. Harris said, waving a hand in the direction of the tables. Erica grinned and took the seat beside Annie, waving her fingers towards Kat in a daunting manner.
Kat grumbled, "I'm gonna kill them."
"And I'm gonna kill him." Scott followed Kat's lead, eyeing Jackson up and down before he looked at his friends again, but the ideas were surprisingly shut down by Stiles.
