Sinister
(adj.) giving the impression that something harmful or evil is happening or will happen.
"𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨�...
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Chapter Fifteen
Dakota was walking into the school door with Scott the next morning, she had gotten little to no sleep after they drove Kira and her mom back from Mexico.
As they made their way in Scott and Dakota glanced at eachother with puzzled looks as they noticed the deputies in the hallways walking around with rifles and other weapons in their grip.
She could smell the confusion and fear in the air as they walked down the hallway together, she noticed Stiles' scent was close by so she grabbed Scott's arm and pulled him over towards him.
"Don't you think this is a little excessive in terms of firepower?" Stiles questioned the Deputy infront of him as they walked over. "Especially for a high school."
Dakota wrapped her arm around his lower waist as his hooked around her shoulder, "Hey, what's going on?"
"I have no idea, I'm trying to figure it out." Stiles replies.
"You dad's the one who issued us these guns, he wouldn't officially tell us why." The deputy Strauss responds.
"Did he say anything unofficially?" Scott questioned.
"No. But everyone's got a theory." Strauss replied.
Dakota eyed him skeptically, "What's yours?"
"I shouldn't be talking to you guys. Don't you have class?" Strauss said trying to change the subject probably for the sake of his job.
But Stiles wasn't having it, "Come on, Strauss." He replied, "What's your theory?"
The deputy took a second to look around and then he leaned forward, "Do you guys believe in the supernatural?"
Dakota freezes for a second, and then she finds herself glancing at both Stiles and Scott who are already looking at eachother. So she decides to make this easy for all of them, she laughs. She laughs hard and loud, "The supernatural? That's funny, genuinely. Um, Scott, Stiles, I think we better go before we're late for class, yeah?"
"We gotta go but good luck with everything, you know. Yeah." Scott fumbles, the three of them are making their way down the hall and leaving the poor deputy standing there most likely confused as hell.
"'Do you believe in the supernatural?' Wow, does the entire town know?"
Stiles shakes his head, "He definitely hit the nail on the head, for sure."
