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"If Derek isn't the Alpha, if he's not the one who bit you, then who did?" Stiles asked as the two of them sat in class, "I don't know." Scott answered making Stiles slump back into his chair thinking for a moment before leaning forward again. "Did the alpha kill the bus driver?" "I don't know."
"Does Allison's father know about the alpha?" "I dont know!" Scott said louder this time making a few people look over. Scott sinks down in his seat when he realizes everyone is staring at him. The Teacher finally drops his test on his desk. He turns it over to see a big D-and a message: Not like you! What's happening? See me after class.
Stiles look over at Scott's test cringing a bit. "Dude, you need to study more. That was a joke. Scott, it's one test. You're gonna make it up. Do you want help studying?" Stiles asked and Scott glanced at him, "I'm studying with Allison at her house after school." He said making Stiles smile proudly at him
"That's my boy." "We're just studying." "No, you're not" "No, I'm not?" "Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you. If you go to her house and squander that colossal opportunity I'll have you professionally de-balled. Got it?" Stiles said making Scott cringe. "Yes. If you stop with the questions." Scott said and Stiles nodded. "Done. No more talk of Alphas or Derek. Especially Derek and Josh who still scares me."
Derek. Pale, with black circles under his eyes, bloody bandages can be seen underneath his jacket sleeve, walks through the hall of the highschool. A remaining student or two gaze at him, but he pays no attention, moving with focus toward Jackson who stood at his locker. Turns to see Derek coming right for him,
"Where's Scott McCall or josh hale?" Derek asked and Jackson gave him a dirty look, "Why should I tell you?" He asked looking Derek up and down with a judgmental look. "Because I asked you politely. And I only do that once." Derek answered making Jackson hum. "Hmm. Okay, tough guy. You know, how about I help you find him if you tell me what you're selling him?" Jackson questioned making Derek look at him confused, "What is it? Is it, uh, Dianabol? Hmm? HGH?" "Steroids?" Derek said realising what Jackson was talking about. "No, Girl Scout Cookies. What do you think I'm talking about? And by the way, whatever else you're selling? I'd stop sampling the merchandise. You look wrecked." Jackson said looking Derek up and down.
"I'll find them myself." Derek says and goes to walk away but Jackson grabbed his arm, "Hey, we're not done here." Derek grabs him by the neck and Jackson tried to pry his hands off but Derek was to strong. Finally Derek seems to realize what he's doing and releases him. Jackson doubles over, sucking in air. While the boy is bent forward, Derek notices puncture wounds on the back of his neck from the claws coming out of Derek's fingertips. Still gasping, Jackson looks up to see Derek disappear around the corner. Derek slumps against the wall and closes his eyes to focus on his hearing, soon enough he finds a voice that stood out from the rest, one that always stood out to him. "So what's this I hear about Scott coming over?" Courtney asked catching up to Allison and Lydia, "Scott's coming over? Tonight?" Lydia asked and Allison awkwardly rubbed her arm, "We're just studying together." "Just studying" never ends with just studying. It's like - Getting into a hot tub - Somebody eventually cops a feel." Lydia said . Well, so what are you saying?" Allison asked and Lydia shrugged "she's trying to say get some dick" josh says "what josh said" Lydia says ~~~~~~
