"No, not my little sister," Scott fought stepping forward.
"Scotty, come on! It'll be fine. It's not like this will lead to anything," I reassured crossing my arms. He sighed shaking his head in disapproval.
"I don't like this at all," he mumbled. "...
The past six months have been good, during the summer I helped my mom with shifts at the hospital.
Since my boyfriend's dad is the head surgeon for the hospital, I get to sit in on most surgeries and volunteer to help with anything I can so I can add it to my medical school resume.
Along with turning sixteen, I received my drivers license, look out bitches, and saved up for a nicer version of Scott's dirt bike.
And of course, things with Liam have been going very smooth given the exception of Scott and Stiles always barging in on our dates or "accidentally" tripping into my door leaving it widely open when we hung out.
Little did they know, I have a hiding spot in my closet my dad built for me when I was little. Suckers.
After waking up at Deaton's, the other informed me Derek was alive and is actually much stronger than before. I did get to say goodbye when he and Braden left and I sobbed like a baby for two days straight.
It was heartbreak. Argent left with the hunter's from Mexico to find Kate, not too sure when or if he's coming back.
Now this was the present.
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Laying on the roof of Stiles's jeep, listening to my brother's best friend's rants about college, I stared up at the full moon as it glistened in my eyes.
Glancing over at my brother, I think back to those nights of his sophomore year when he and Allison would sneak out to where we are now and just hold each other staring up at the night sky.
I just knew he was taken back to those late nights.
"Alright, so I found some cool three bedrooms in the Mission district, but they're pretty expensive," Stiles spoke up looking over his map.
"A couple in Hate and Apsery...also expensive."
"Well what about Berkley?" Scott inquired leaning back to watch the lightening that struck up the midnight sky. "Don't a lot of students live around there?"
"Yeah, yeah we could try Nob Hill, but the jeep would probably burn through a lot if clutches."
I sat up on my elbows, raising a brow.
"You're bringing the jeep?" Scott and I asked in sync.
"You know the plan, k? No one gets left behind, that's the plan. Lydia's not gonna have a problem getting into Stanford, Kira's taking USF, Malia's uh you know- she'll figure something out, okay? The plan is perfect," Stiles sighed.
"Or we could wait until we actually get into college and then figure out where to live," Scott suggested.
"Yeah, I'm not looking forward to you guys leaving me. I'll miss my annoying brothers," I muttered frowning.
