Nightmare (Teen Wolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twenty Six: Interruptions

Hi. I'm sorry for not updating yesterday. As I mentioned in the comments of the last chapter I have been rather busy with school. Anyways, I wanted to thank you all for the comments and votes. They really mean a lot to me. So, thank you...again. And here is another chapter. Enjoy! :)

          I was the last person to arrive at class. The teacher frowned as I walked through the door. Apparently Ms. Morrel only informed my first teacher of the day I would be late. "Ms. Jacobs, care to explain why you choose to show up late for my class?" I glanced over at Stiles and gave him a small smile before turning my attention back to the teacher. "I was in Ms. Morrel's office." I said. The class, aside form Stiles of course, started to whisper and some even snickered. Great, if my social status was bad before it defiantly hasn't improved any now. I frowned and looked towards the ground. "Alright, alright." The teacher said instantly making everyone in the room shut up. "Take your seat." The teacher said looking towards me. I didn't hesitate and quickly made my way to the empty seat next to Stiles.

          "Freak." I heard a guy with blond hair whisper in my direction. Freak? How creative. Just because I go see Ms. Morrel doesn't mean I'm a freak, unless you consider someone who turns into a wolf and has vivid nightmares a freak. Okay, maybe I am somewhat of a freak but aren't we all? I let out a sigh and leaned back in my seat as the teacher started a lecture. I felt a warm hand wrap around mine and couldn't stop myself from smiling. I glanced over at Stiles. He was facing forward with a smile on his face that made the dimples in his cheeks show. He looked over at me making me blush. The boy who called me a freak suddenly glanced back at me. He childishly threw a paper ball at me when the teacher turned away. The paper ball hit my shoulder and then landed on the floor. Stiles bent down and retrieved the ball from the floor. I raised my eyebrow wondering what he was doing. I soon found out when the paper ball was thrown directly at the boy, who I'm just going to nickname 'idiot.' I smiled when the paper ball hit 'idiot' right in the head. "Mr. Stilinski." My smile instantly fell at the sound of the teacher's voice.

          Stiles dropped my hand and gave an innocent look. "Yes?" He asked. The teacher bent down and picked up the paper ball that had conveniently fallen right in front of Stiles's desk. "I'm sure you'll have plenty of time to throw paper balls in detention." The teacher said as he threw the ball into the trash. I bit down on my lip as Stiles grabbed my hand again. "Okay. Now that we don't have any more interruptions..." "Bang!" I jumped. I quickly stood up from my seat at the sudden noise. I searched around the class room and found no source of the sound. Stiles raised his eyebrows as he too searched for the sound. "Bang!" This time everyone was aware of the strange sound that seemed to be coming from above the room. Everyone piled out of their seats and searched around. The teacher was trying to get everyone to shut up but his plan wasn't working out too well. It turns out, teenagers don't really listen when you tell them to shut up. Who would've known? Hint the sarcasm.

          I let go of Stiles hand when I spotted Derek in the doorway. He looked pale and was sweating badly. I looked over at Stiles to see he hadn't spotted him. Derek motioned for me to come and something told me I should. He had an urgent look on his face that told me something was defiantly wrong. Stiles had moved closer to the window with all the other students trying to see what would cause the sounds. I quickly made my way out the door undetected. "What's going on, why are you here?" I asked as soon as I was out the door. I shut it behind me and faced a very alert Derek. "I need your help." I was taken aback by his request for my help. What could he possibly need me for? He is suppose to be killing me not asking me for help. I wanted to give a sarcastic reply and walk away but Derek seemed very serious. "Why do you need my help?" I asked going through all the sarcastic comments I could have said with a frown. Too bad, I'll just have to save them for later. That is, if anyone ever asks me for help again. "The kanima is up on top of the roof and I can't get him alone." The kanima. I took in a breath. I hadn't even looked for Jackson today.