NIGHTMARE | Scott/Stiles

What I Had Done To You

Ok, remember what u heard last night? Pretend it never happened, cause I'm gonna.

PSAT's. AKA, the worst invention to ever be created.
"Where's Lydia?" Kira asked as we all stood in line against the lockers.

And no. Scott and I hadn't spoken since the night before. Shut up. Forgetting.

"She took it her freshman year" I answered

"I don't understand why it's so important" Cora complained..again.

"Wait, does that mean I could have taken this some other time?" Malia asked wide eyed

"Malia, u studied harder for this than any of us" Scott reminded her

"Doesn't mean I'm gonna do good." Malia shrugged

"Well" Stiles whispered

"Well..what?" Malia asked

"It's do well, not good" stiles corrected and Malia rolled her eyes

"Oh god" she spoke with wide eyes

"Hey" Marisa spoke, touching Malias arm "Ur doing this, and ur gonna do great, ok?" She assured her. "We studied way too hard for this not to pass"

"And while we're trying not to die, we still need go live" Scott added before he and Marisas eyes connected briefly

"U know, if I survive high school, I'd like to go to college, a good college" scott continued

"It's only three hours. We can survive three hours" Kira shrugged

"Famous last words" Cora muttered and Marisa nodded in agreement.

Marisa grabbed her test and pencil, turning around as she stared down at the packet in her hand, not looking where she was going when she bumped straight into Scott
"Sorry" the two spoke in unison before noticing one another.

The two looked at each other awkwardly, yet unable to pull their eyes away from each other
"Marisa" Stiles spoke, gaining her attention to see him nodding toward an empty seat beside him he saved. Marisa sighed, moving over and sitting down beside him as Scott watched.

She turned her head and looked at Malia, nodding her head
"U got this" she whispered

"Please do not open the test booklet until u r untrusted to do so" The man at the front of the class spoke "this test is 2 hours and 10 minutes. There will be two 25 minute critical reading sections. Two 25 minute math sections. And an essay writing portion that will last 30 minutes. There r supposed to be two teachers monitoring this exam" he pointed out, looking at Ms. Martin

"I know. It's coach. He's not exactly punctual" She told him. "Um..let me just try him again" she told him, grabbing her phone before walking out of the classroom.

Marisa tapped her pencil against her hand, looking around in boredom
"Marisa" Scott whispered from the seat in front of her, getting her attention as he looked ahead of him. "Can we talk?" He asked her extremely quietly

"Nows not rly the best time, Scott" Marisa whispered back. "Can it wait"

"Not really" Scott whispered back when Natalie walked back into the classroom

"I can't seem to reach him but Mr. Y is upstairs grading papers. Do u want me to try him?" She asked the man before them.

"We have to start. We can ask for his assistance during the first break" the man answered before clicking the start on his watch "u may now open ur test booklets and begin"

And so began hell. The hell of filling in bubble after bubble while my life was currently falling apart outside that very classroom.

Hell on Earth people!