[☾★ ] Alexander MCCall had been in the same grade as Derek when the Hale House was burnt down. The MCCall boy had been class when Derek suddenly ran out, his sister Laura running along side him.
Alexander made up an excuse for them both.
And when...
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CHAPTER EIGHT: lunatic
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ALEXANDER MCCALL WAS WALKING BEHIND HIS YOUNGER BROTHERS.
"Where are we going?" Scott asked Stiles. And Alec would like to know as well. But, Stiles didn't give an answer, as he shrugged his shoulders, saying 'you'll see'. "'Cause we really shouldn't be out here. My mom is in a constant state of freak-out from what happened at the school."
"Well, your mom isn't the sheriff, okay? There's no comparison," Stiles told his friend. "trust me."
"Can you at least tell me what we're doing out here?"
"Yes. When your best friend gets dumped-"
"I didn't get dumped!" Scott interrupted. "We're taking a break."
"All right, we'll, when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break..." he lifted the bottle. "You get your best friend drunk."
"Okay, and why exactly am I here?" Alec asked.
"Well, when your the man your best friend falls in love-" his voice full of sarcasm and teasing.
"I'm not in love with Derek Hale! He and I used to be best friends. And if I was, in love with him, it wouldn't matter because now he's dead. And if he wasn't dead he'd be in jail for murder." Alec's voice trailed off, now sad. "Give me that bottle."
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Alexander fell back, laughing as he had accidentally hit his shoulder. "Ow."
"Dude, you know, she's just one...one girl." Stiles told Scott. "You know, there are so many...there are so many other girls in the sea."
Alec's smile turned into a frown, confused. "That...didn't so-sound...correct."
"Fish in the sea." Scott correct.
"Yes!" Alec laughed, gesturing to Scott. "That's it!"
"Fish? Why are you talking about fish?" Stiles asked, exhaling. "I'm talking about girls. I love girls. I love them. I love...especially one with strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, 5'3..."
"Why do you know her height?" Alec asked the same time as Scott had asked; "Like Lydia?"
"Yeah, exactly. Hey, how did you know I was talking about...about..." he broke off, smiling. "What was I talking about?"
