An Unrequested Gift - Teen Wolf Fanfiction (Scott x OFC x Stiles)

A Phouk-What?

Chapter 6-

A Phouk-What?

Penelope shoots out of bed with a gasp, clutching her chest. When she composes herself enough, she scrambles to get a notebook out of her backpack and writes down every single detail that she can remember from her dream. When she's done she looks at the clock, seeing that she had overslept.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she cursed, throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, not having enough time to bother with anything else. She clips her hair back before rushing down the stairs and into her car.

No matter how much she sped, she knew she would already be late for first period, so she took the drive to collect her thoughts on the dream. Was she really entertaining the possibility that this was real? It certainly felt real. And how would she have come up with such an intricate storyline in the first place? She knew she needed to talk to Stiles and Scott about it before she full-on lost her mind.

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"And that someone's usually me, or Penelope, hey! Nelly," she hears from behind her, turning to see Stiles and Scott.

"Woah, you look awful," Stiles says. Scott glares at him, shaking his head. "No, it's okay, I feel awful," she responds.

"We were just talking about Scott getting help from Derek. He wants him to tap into his anger."

"You're getting help from Derek?" she asked, wondering if there was anything the older man would be able to help her with.

Scott nods, "But I have to be able to control it, he doesn't know if he'll be able to teach me."

"How's he going to teach you to do that?

"I don't know. I don't think he does either," Scott tells them.

"When are you seeing him again?" Stiles asks.

"He doesn't want me to talk about it. He told me to act normal today. To just get through the day--" Scott starts but Stiles cuts him off, "When?"

"He's picking me up at the animal clinic after work."

"Okay. Then that gives me until the end of the school day," Stiles nods like he has a plan.

"To do what?" Penelope and Scott ask in sync, shocking each other.

"To teach you myself, but before that, we've all gotta have a talk," Stiles says, sharing a look with Penelope.

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At lunch they sit at a table by themselves, her next to Stiles and across from Scott, who had his head in a textbook, trying to hide from Allison.

"I think the book's making it more obvious," Stiles tried to pull the book down, looking back at Allison, "besides, she's reading, anyways."

Scott tentatively puts the book down, "So what was it that we needed to talk about?"

After so much time had passed, it felt weird telling Scott about this now. She looked at Stiles, thinking of what to say. He spoke for her.

"Penelope was at the video store when the Alpha attacked."

"WHAT?" Scott exclaimed, drawing a few eyes their way. He lowers his voice, "How come you didn't tell me?"

"Scotty, we tried. You disappeared and weren't answering your phone," she answers, leaning back in her seat.

"So what are you saying? What happened?" his eyes widened.

"He-he bit me," she swallows the lump in her throat, looking down in shame. "But it was different than what happened to you."