𝕭𝖆𝖉 𝖗𝖊𝖕𝖚𝖙𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 Thirteen - 1X07 Night School (part two)
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"ERICA! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
Erica furrows her eyebrows, shifting awkwardly on her feat, "You asked me to...?"
"Did you come with Allison?" Nat inquires, her eyes locked solely on the blonde as she covertly checks her over for any injuries.
"N-no. My mom dropped me here." Erica stutters, fervently ignoring eye-contact with Nat.
Nat deadpans in response to Erica's blatant lie, remembering when they first met and figuring she must have snuck out again, "Sure...," she allows before shaking her head. How she got here doesn't matter; it's how Nat gets her out, that does, "Just...just stay close to me, okay?"
"Okay..." Erica agrees lowly, shuffling closer to her side as her face turns a bright red- out of embarrassment or shyness, Nat's not entirely sure.
"Did you drive here?" Stiles asks Allison, causing them to all turn towards her expectantly.
Allison shakes her head, "Jackson did."
"Jackson's here, too?"
Nat groans, "Great!"
Just when she thought this night couldn't get any worse!
"And Lydia." Allison adds, nodding her head.
Nat scoffs, "And you got in car willingly?"
Allison turns to Nat with an amused grin, before she turns to Scott, her face falling into a frown, "What's going on? Who sent this text?"
Erica hesitantly steps forward, nodding her head slowly, "I would like to know that too..."
At the sound of her voice, all of them turn towards her. Erica blushes at the attention, her composure faltering slightly. Nat follows Erica's steps, coming shoulder-to-shoulder with the girl once more in a show of silent support, "You got a text too?"
Erica nods her head, straightening slightly at the feel of Nat by her side, "Yeah, from you-"
Before she can elaborate any further, Allison's phones buzzes, interrupting the girl.
"Where are you?" Allison questions once she answers the call.
The door swings open, causing the group to jump. Nat shifts herself in front of Erica slightly, her hand immediately falling to her wrist.
Lydia and Jackson saunter in through the door- blissfully unaware of the reaction they had caused- making the group deflate in relief.
Nat runs her tongue over her bottom lip anxiously. She really needs to keep herself calm if she wants them to have any chance of surviving this.
