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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE.
"I'M GONNA GO to the ice rink, see if he's there. And if he's not at home, you guys call me, got it," Scott had made the other two skip lunch early, Evee's attention was stuck on calling Boyd repeatedly.
Although she wanted to believe Boyd was alright, the two other boys were making her anxiety horrible. Her grip on her bag was tight as she listened into the conversation between Scott and Stiles, always walking a step behind them.
Now though there was silence from Stiles' end─something you don't often see happening.
"What?" Scott asked, the ringing of Evee's phone prominent against her ear.
Stiles sighed,"Maybe we should let him. Boyd, you know, man?"
Evee moved her phone away from her ear when Boyd hadn't answered again, glaring at the back of the boys head before she smacked his head. Stiles yelped as he complained,"OW!"
"And I didn't need any witchy forces to do that," Evee pointed her phone to him,"you two idiots aren't going to give me this big of an anxiety attack just for you to say to leave it alone."
Scott tilted his head at Evee, catching a stray from her remark against Stiles, still Scott nodded. Stiles stopped the three's paces, sharing glances between the two brunettes standing next to him,"Okay, but...Scott's saying Derek's giving them a choice, right?"
As in queue, both Scott and Evee glared from each other and to Stiles, yanking his harm upfront so he would continue walking.
"We can't," Scott demanded as Evee nodded to Scott's words.
But Evee's head hesitated for a moment, her grip on her bag tightening a bit more. I guess Stiles had a point─they all had a choice, it wasn't really up to their authority to make decisions for them. Isaac, Erica, and Boyd. Evee wasn't a werwolf herself and even from what she's heard from Scott it seems horrible, Scott knew more of how to be a werewolf to determine if others should willingly have the choice to be one or not.
She didn't.
Still, Scott was persisting to make a stand against what Derek had been doing: turning three teenagers into creatures of the night. And Evee was too warped into this whole werwolf mess not to care.
They were also her friends, she had to help somehow.
Stiles' words went through Evee's ears like a distant whisper as she fiddled with her rings,"You gotta admit, Erica looks...," Stiles stopped his words for a moment , almost hesitating to make a comment on how he found Erica attractive. But Evee didn't seem like the jealous type, hell she set up a date between him and Lydia just last Friday. A big part of Stiles wishes she got jealous, just a bit,"Pretty...good. You know the word "sensational" comes to mind."
