One Night

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    Wake up, shower, get dressed, bag, bagel, keys, get to school on time with Scott in tow. Stiles tossed his keys around his finger as he and Scott hopped out of the very amazing jeep of his, strolling up the front steps of Beacon Hills High. Stiles had woken up with a pretty good attitude, and as it seems, Scott's picking up on it. Grinning and laughing with his best friend despite the new threat they've been threatened with. And despite the fact that this morning Isaac hopped up out of no where to give the two boys a plan he'd made that he decided he'd run by Scott and stiles before Derek for whatever his reason may be.

    Stiles ran his fingers through his hair, sitting in the desk chair after just listening to Isaacs plan. He'd explained that he picked up a scent in the school that he recognized from the woods, another wolf he thinks, his idea —rather then plan— was to follow it after school, in hopes of course that they would find something related to the pack in town.

    "So- are you forgetting the fact that yes, a wolf, but if this person is part of this pack, their an alpha." Stiles's arms gestured outward as he licked his lips feeling like the only one actually thinking.

    "I know." Isaac nods. Stiles waits for more, when nothing comes he scoffs.

    "Isaac your a beta, you can't take on an alpha. Especially one that's in an Alpha Pack. Cough- cough- hint- hint buddy, the wolf is stronger with his pack, the stronger the wolf the stronger the pack. The other alphas will empower this person- like! like a super alpha!!"

    Scott sighed from his quiet place nodding next to Stiles's desk. "He's right man, I don't think you should do this. At least hold off till we know more." The werewolf held a plea in his voice.

    "See! Scotty agrees." Isaac nods and agrees to wait, only something tell stiles, Isaac isn't actually going to listen to the suggestion.

    With that the three boys head out of the room just as the bell rang, Isaac patted Scott's shoulder and headed off to his class with a goodbye. Stiles stared after the wolf, only drawing back when Scott tugged his arm to get him to come to class.

    "I think we need to keep an eye on him." Stiles answers turning on his heel and heading toward their class together.

    "What do you mean?" Scott pulls his phone free from his pocket to check a message.

    "I mean I don't think he'll actually stay out of it." The human answered when they turned into the classroom and found seats next to Lydia and Allison. "Hey guys." He breathed out.

    "I filled Allison in, don't think we should stray far from each other today." Lydia starts instantly.

    "Whoa- what's wrong?" Scott leaned over the side of his desk to peer at a frantic speaking Lydia. She sat diagonally from Scott, next to stiles.

    "Something just doesn't feel right." She whispered out as the entire classrooms phones buzzed. Stiles's head reeled a bit at his thought of Lydia feeling like something was wrong, normally that meant death, cause while they don't know what she is or how she has some sort of immunity to the bite, she is something.