Awoken Chaos

Chapter 2

The Jeep parked and Stiles and Brooke hopped out looking for their friend Scott. Brooke points when she spots him putting up his bike by the rack just as Jackson Whitmore pulls up in his precious black Porsche. He removes his sunglasses revealing his green eyes then looks to Scott as if he's the scum on the bottom of his shoes. Brooke wonders what Jackson said to Scott because Scott gives off an annoyed face while Jackson makes his way towards his 'people'. All of them give out evil glances in Scott's direction. Must've been some comment, she told herself before walking with Stiles to where Scott was in front of the stairs leading to the front doors of the high school.

"Can I see it?" Stiles asked being quiet skittish, Brooke hits him on the head for being more excited than sincere.

"Good morning to you too." Scott said, Stiles only gazed at him not caring even now. Scott shook his head then lifted up his shirt to reveal the bloody gauze pad Brooke put on him last night when they got back to his house. Afterwards Scott used his mom's car to drive Brooke home where she got yelled at for being out in the rain late at night the day before school, just like she knew she would.

"I think it was a wolf." Scott stated.

"I highly, highly, disagree. Wolves haven't lived in California in over 60 years, Scott. It's a fact." Stiles informed them.

"Okay, so it's a fact, but that doesn't mean it's not true. I was there Stiles, this thing had to be bigger than your Jeep and its teeth were like knives in someone's mouth." A shiver runs down Brooke's spine as she speaks.

"If you don't believe us about the wolf, then I guess you won't believe us when we tell you that we found the other half of the body." Scott said. Stiles flails a bit with please and even more excitement, Brooke rolled her eyes at his weirdness. She then continued to question their friendship as she always did when he acted like this.

"This is the best thing to happen to this town since the birth of Lydia Martin." He exclaimed which caused Brooke's heart to drop to her stomach.

A strong pang flows through her when Stiles talked about the girl he loved and how it wasn't her, but the smile she wore on the outside didn't waver. Everytime Brooke got her hopes up that maybe, just maybe, they were having a moment she would always get punched in the gut. Since 4th grade Stiles had been hung up on Ms. Lydia Martin and her perfect strawberry blonde hair, her beautiful smile, and gorgeous green eyes. The only girl that Brooke ever talked to, the one who questions her choice in friends. Then again Brooke questioned herself sometimes too.

"Hey, Lydia." Stiles started as she walked by. "You look like - you're going to ignore me again." He sighed when Lydia passed them without even a sideway glance.

"Scott, this is all your fault. You're pulling me down to the nerd depths, I'm a nerd by association." Stiles said. This kid will be the death of me, Brooke said mentally.

The teenagers made it to their English class on time, Stiles sitting in the corner behind Brooke and Scott on her right. Mr. Roberts picks up a stack of papers from his desk after writing his name on the chalkboard behind him.

"I'm sure most of you have heard about the body found in the woods last night," At the mention of 'body' the whole class perks up, enlightened that something could be interesting. "But the police already have a suspect so all of you should stop trying to come up with scenarios of your own and focus on this syllabus."

Brooke glanced at Stiles over her shoulder at the teacher's words, knowing that that was exactly what he had to be doing inside of that buzz cut head of his. The rest of the class groans as the stack of papers gets passed around with the rules and supplies they would need for the class. The same ones they needed every year for every class.