Temporary Fix >> S.S. & A.A.

iii. She-Wolf

As Scott is in Coaches office trying as hard as he can to get out of playing the game, me and Stiles are currently sitting on a bench outside of school. Talking or whatever.

"So, do you think that Scott's going to be able to get out of the game on Saturday night?" I ask Stiles, to be honest I have no idea what to talk about. Normally, I never stop talking.

"Probably not. I mean, have you met the guy? Coach is not going to willingly let Scott drop out of the game." Stiles says truthfully.

Stiles' pov

I watch her just sitting there, staring at nothing in particular. I could do this all day, everyday. She is just so beautiful. Wait, did I actually just say that? I mean, I'm not surprised I'm saying it about my best friend. She's gorgeous. The amount of boys who have crushes on her right now put together would probably be over half the school. And I am one of those boys who has a crush on her. An extremely deep crush. I even think I am falling, falling deeply in love with her. But even Scott still thinks I have a crush on Lydia. Which I don't. That's just a fake crush. It's a crush to hide my real love. My real love for Jade. She still thinks I have a crush on Lydia too. However, I think Scott has been getting the right impression that I have a humongous crush on Jade lately. Ever since  she came back I've been nervous around her. I just hope she thinks it's because of the lack of time we've seen each other throughout our short lives and I am still getting used to her being back. My thoughts get cut off when the bell suddenly rings and we both head to our next periods. Us both having maths. Oh god what the hell is going on with me.

Jade's pov

Maths was a total bore. Stiles was on the other side of the room to me, goodness knows why but it made it extra tiring and dreadful. To add on to the dreadfulness, we have homework. I might as well just take the 'r' out and it will be totally true, deadfulness. And yes, I am fully aware that that word isn't a real word. But, ehh.

"Hey, come here." Stiles grabs hold of Scott and pulls him against a wall, me trailing behind them.

"What?" Scott questions, a confused look growing across his face.

"Tell me what they're saying. Can you hear 'em?" Stiles points over to his dad, Sheriff Stilinski, and our principal. Scott stares eagerly but also a bit creepily for a while at the two, listening to what they are talking about.

"Curfew because of the body." I roll my eyes at Scott's response.

"Unbelievable." I say.

"My dad's out looking for a rabid animal, while the jerk-off who actually killed the girl is just hangin' out, doing whatever he wants." Stiles complains, throwing his hands in the air.

"Well, you can't exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek." Scott reminds him.

"I can do something." I can nearly see the light bulb appear at the top of Stiles' head as I can tell he is plotting something.

"Like what?" I ask him.

"Find the other half of the body." Oh dear god no.

"Are you kidding?" Scott says with a tone of annoyance in his voice.

"So we are going back into the woods, where, by the way if you haven't realised, has the Alpha rapidly running around like a total maniac. To find the body of a dead girl which has probably already been taken by the Alpha or maybe even Mister Leather Jacket and you want to just go there without any weapons except from Scott and his werewolf claws and fangs?" I complain, my hands and arms flicking in several directions. They both just stare at me, no expression on their faces.