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ROSA

Making it to Monday was a relief, Scott had said that Allison was fine even; put her confused self on the phone

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Making it to Monday was a relief, Scott had said that Allison was fine even; put her confused self on the phone. Stiles had stopped picking Scott up- the boyfriends are in a fight at the moment but I did nothing wrong so we leave 30 minutes earlier in the morning so that Stiles can avoid Scott. Melissa had taken more shifts so that she could have Thanksgiving and Christmas off.
When we got to school it was a mess, there were police everywhere and there was a section blocked off in the back all wrapped around in caution tape. Stiles turns to me, his phone to his ear.
"Animal attack in a school bus." He says.
I hurry over to the blocked off section, Stiles following closely. The back emergency exit was ripped off of its hinges, blood was still leaking and drilling on to the pavement from the bus floor.
"That looks really bad." Stiles and I turn to Allison who was looking horrified at the bus.
"Who the hell was killed in the bus?"
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"Lydia's having a Halloween party." Stiles lowers the music from the radio.
I was reading the original 1818 Frankenstein story for the billionth time. I close the book, tossing it into my bag on the floor.
"Yeah?" I turn my attention to him.
"Do you maybe wanna go?"
"Alone? Not really."
He pulls up to Scott's house, some cars in the driveway made him park on the side of the road.
"Right- would you want to go with me?"
"Go to Lydia's party with you? Like to hang out?" I smile mischievously.
"Ok Selena." He turns the car off and turns his full body towards me.
"You're going to this Halloween party with me as my date, tonight." He asserted.
"Okay." I shrugged trying my best to conceal my smile.
"Really? Cool. Cool." He nods.
"Hey why are there cars and a big guy in the drive way?" He points to the house and I follow his gaze.
"Holy fucking shit." I unbuckle my seatbelt, and throw open the car door.
I run up to the big guy leaning against my dad's old ass red 2006 Honda civic car.
"JASON!" I immediately go to hug him.
"I've missed you." He hugs me tighter.
"Ok ok diantre I can't breathe." I laughed and he let me go.
"I've got the nicest place set up all the old furniture in a room for you and everything." He was so excited.
"And there's a bell boy behind you." He squeezes my shoulder.
"That's just Stiles." I nod without even looking behind me.
"What's a Stiles?" He whispers.
"I am Stiles. Hey, hi." I move aside and Stiles holds his hand out for a handshake.
Jason put his serious face on and looks at me.
"He's cool." I assure him and he shakes Stiles' hand.
"I'm Jason, Im her uncle." He did the whole string handshake- scary look and it definitely made Stiles nervous.
"Yeah I'm uh her friend." He tried to pull away from the shake and awkwardly laughs.
Jason lets go of him and focuses back to me.
"Melissa agreed that you and even Scott can come over whenever we just got to let her know. This is officially yours." He takes the keys from his pocket and hands it over to me.
"And I'll text you the address. Please don't bring the bell boy, Melissa told me about him." Jason walks to his truck.
"You get to meet Rosa." I gasp.
"Rosa?"
I walk over to my little red car and I wave my arms excitedly showing it off.
"Rosa!!! My dad's lovely car that has never failed us. Rosa- a single car mom that drove me to and from school since August of 2006. I can still remember her very beautiful purr when you start her up." I very much seem to be unserious but tears did start pooling in my eyes.
"And I've never driven it." I sigh as I run the top of the car.
"It's so nice to meet you Rosa." Stiles stands beside me and pats the cars door.
I take the key and unlock the car, opening the door.
"Not today." I close the door again.
"Tomorrow we are skipping class." I point at him with my car key.
"We are?" He stood up straighter excitedly.
He starts to follow me towards the house and I stop.
"Go home pick me up in four hours." I stop.
"Yeah that's what I was doing yeah." He stumbles back towards his jeep.

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