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REBELLION
Chapter Thirty Three:
"Making A Game Plan."
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SHE WAS ALMOST done getting herself ready for the day, all she had to do was fix up her damp shower hair, her outfit already on her frame. She was wearing a black cropped top, a pair of high waisted black ripped at the knees jeans with a belt around her waist loops, she was also already wearing her Doc Martens as she stood infront of the mirror in her bathroom deciding what she wanted to do with her hair that morning.

Eventually she decided to pulls her waves into two messy braids that fell down her shoulders. Once she was done with that she quickly brushed her teeth, turned off the bathroom light as she grabbed her bag things she needed. Her bag, keys and a blue jean jacket that she pulled on. Then she made her way out of the bedroom and rushed down the stairs. Per usual she walked right to the front door and headed to her car, then she climbs inside and starts up the car.

Her radio picks up on where she left off in her Paramore album, the long song that was playing being the middle of That's What You Get, which she restarts ans bobs her head to as the album plays out on her way to school.

Whne she gets to the school she parks her car, then she kills her engine and climbs out. As she walks towards the side walk she sees Stiles pull up in his jeep, she walks over to the vehicle with her bag on her shoulder as she waits for he and Scott to climb out after they park. She smiles when the two boys see her as they get out of the baby blue jeep.

"Morning, Annabeth." Scott said with a soft smile.

"Hey, Annabeth." Stiles tells her with a small smile, "How are you after yesterday?"

She shrugs as she walks in between the both of them, "I'm fine, how about you guys?"

"Yeah, we're fine, just trying to figure out how to get tickets to the rave, but it's so expen—"

"Hey!" A voice exclaimed cutting into Scott's response, Annabeth turned and saw that it was Matt approaching the three of them. "Any of you guys know why no one's getting suspended after what happened the other day at school?"

Annabeth raised her brows, "Hello to you too, Matt."

"Sorry." He frowned slightly, "Hi, Annabeth." She smiles and gives him a simple finger waggle in greeting.

"Dude, just forget it." Stiles told him carelessly. "Nobody got hurt."

Matt frowned, "I—I had a concussion."

"Well, nobody got seriously hurt." Stiles replied, his tone the same, cold and uncaring.

Matt gaped, "I was in the ER for six hours, which you wouldn't know because you didn't come to see if it I was okay, unlike Annabeth."

The ocean eyed girl just shrugged as she gave Matt a small smile, "Just wanted to make sure you weren't dying."

Stiles groans in annoyance, "Annabeth might give a tiny fuck about you but to be honest. Matt, your tiny bump on the head is about this high on our list of problems right now." He said as he gestured how low his injury actually concerned him.

Annabeth shoved her elbows into the buzzhaired boy's stomach making him cry out, "Stop being such an ass."

"But—"