𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏]

𝐢𝐢. chaos rising

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ⋅ ∙ ∘ ─── 𝑇𝑊
𝗔𝗖𝗧. 𝟯

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 | 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑅𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔

⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖, 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘. Harlow awkwardly walked along side Scott who had his head down as the two did not look like they were happy about going to this party making Stiles look at the two in confusion.

"What?" Stiles asked, making Scott and Harlow perch up as they looked at the boy, making the two look at him in confusion.

"What, what do you mean, what?" Scott asked, making Stiles shake his head slightly as he gives Scott a slight glare.

"I mean what, and you know what." Stiles said, making Harlow look at him with weird eyes, as she shakes her head.

"Can we please stop saying the word what." Harlow said, making Scott not pay attention as he looks at Stiles.

"What, what?" Scott asked, making Harlow regret ever letting Stiles talk her into coming to this party, while Stiles looked at his two best friends.

"That look you two were giving." Stiles said, making Scott shake his head slightly at the boy, as they continued to walk down the sidewalk.

"I didn't give a look." Scott said, making Harlow nod as she points a finger to Scott as she agrees with him,

"And I always have a look." Harlow said, doing a small smile making Stiles look at the two suspiciously.

"Oh, there was a distinct look, guys." Stiles said, making Scott sigh still not understanding what his best friend was going on about.

"What look?" Scott asked, making Stiles look sadly at his friends as he lets I it a sigh.

"The look that says, that the last thing you feel like doing right now, is going to a party." Stiles said, making Scott shrug.

"It's not that." Scott said."It just seems a little weird going to a different high school's party."

"What? Would you...." Stiles said, groaning.
"Oh My God, one drink, all right? You'll be fine, I went to nursery school, with this girl okay? She promised to introduce us to all her friends. So tonight, no Allison, no Lydia and you." He points to Harlow." No thinking about Sam. Scott, tonight we're moving on." As Scott checks his phone as he looks to see a missed call from Allison, making the boy nod.