The Younger Stilinski (Season 1)

Pack Mentality

Stiles opens one of the doors to the school right after Scott told us about the dream or nightmare he had the night before.

"So you killed her?"

"I don't know." Scott shrugs as we walk in. "I just woke up. And I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."

"Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently."

" A, I mean I've never had a dream that felt that real, and B, never give me that much detail about you in bed again." Stiles nods in agreement.

"Noted. Let me take a guess here."

"No, I know, you think it was something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow like I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out."

"No, of course, not."

I put a hand on Stiles' shoulder. "Yes, you were." Scott just looks at him.

Stiles rolls his eyes. "Yeah, that's totally it. Hey, come on, it's gonna be fine, all right? Personally, I think you're handling this pretty freakin' amazingly. You know, it's not like there's a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take."

"Yeah, not a class, but maybe a teacher."

Stiles quickly looks at him. "Who, Derek?" Scott nods, making Stiles smack the back of his head. "You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?"

"Yeah, I know, but chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real."

"How real?" I question.

"Like it actually happened." At that time, the older boys open the door to go across campus, and we all three freeze. We are faced with police and forensics surrounding the back of a school bus with the back door almost ripped off and covered in blood.

"I think it did." Scott and I both look at Stiles, Scott with terror on his face.

*****

We quickly go back inside and Scott is freaking out.

"She's probably fine."

"She's not answering my texts, Stiles."

"It could all be a coincidence, all right? A seriously amazing coincidence."

I hit Stiles' shoulder. "That's not helping, bro."

"Just help me find her, okay?" We keep going down the hallway, looking for Allison. And Scott is getting more and more freaked out. We follow him to another hallway, he leans on one of the lockers, and he starts breathing more heavily. "Ahh!" I jump a little as he screams in rage and punches the locker, breaking it.

"Scott?" I start to walk toward him, but Stiles stops me. I see Scott look at the locker and back up, realizing what he just did. He starts backing up and walks into someone, making them drop their books.

"You scared the hell outta me." Oh, thank god. It's Allison.

Scott stares at her. "You're okay."

"Once my heart starts beating again, yeah." They both squat down to pick up her books. Scott just keeps staring at her. "What?"

"I'm just happy to see you."

"Attention, students, this is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night on one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled." With that everyone groans and starts going toward their classes. Stiles already left me and I start to leave, but I see that the locker that Scott had punched was actually Jackson's. Scott and I both look at each other and try our best not to smile as we make our way to our separate classes.