"I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens." ― Woody Allen
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22 / 05 / 2011 : B E A C O N H I L L' S H I G H S C H O O L
"It's her."
"What's her?" I asked, forcefully pushing myself in-between Scott and Stiles, carelessly slinging my arms over their shoulders. Scott looked at me curiously before looking at Stiles with an arched eyebrow.
"It's Allison. Remember what you told me about the night of the full moon? You were thinking about her, right? About protecting her," Stiles said as I messed up Scott's hair in a joking way.
"Okay," Scott said as he glared at me his hands slapping my own away as I smirked.
"Remember the night of the first lacrosse game? You said you could hear her voice out on the field."
"Yeah, I did."
"Well, so that's what brought you back so you could score. And then after the game in the locker room, you didn't kill her. At least not like how you were trying to kill us. She brings you back, is what I'm saying."
"She's your anchor Scott," I confirmed, nodding my head.
"No, no, no, but it's not always true because literally every time I'm kissing her or - or touching her - "
"No, that's not the same. When you're doing that, you're just another hormonal teenager thinking about sex, you know?" Stiles said I turned my head looking at Scott's dazed look,
"You're thinking about sex right now, aren't you?" I said gaping at Scott.
"Yeah. Sorry."
"Look, back in the classroom when she was holding your hand, that was different, okay? I don't think she makes you weak. I - I think she actually gives you control."
"You mean because I love her," Scott said I raised my eyebrows as both Stiles and I leaned over our eyes focused on Scott's dazed face.
"Exactly," Stiles confirmed as he walked towards his locker.
"Did I just say that?" Scott asked as I backed away from the 'bro,' moment. My phone rang as I distanced myself from the two boys, turning I saw Mr. Harris walking hurriedly towards me. My eyes widened as I turned running quickly the other way, answering my phone I brought it to my ear all the while dodging the slow-moving teens.
"Uh hey? Can't speak right now." I said as I ran as fast as humanly possible, to not draw attention to myself. Harris continued to yell after me as I listened to Klaus's typical silent response. Rolling my eyes I shimmied along a wall of lockers to get past a group of road blocks. "I swear it's as if you don't know how to use a phone," I grumbled, as I ran out into the car park. Klaus stood in front of me. Leaning to the side he watched as Harris drew nearer. I huffed pursing my lips, "Again with the wasting of my data, seriously," I tutted. I made to move around him, but he pushed me back, I stumbled glaring at him. "Klaus, please don't," I begged just as Harris made his way into his own hearing range. Klaus grumbled a few not so innocent words under his breath before smiling remorsefully, "I'm sorry love, but your education is important to me." I rubbed my face angrily.
"It's not to me," and then whispering, "it's more important to follow the rules." He looked at me weirdly. "In fact, it's a matter of life and death," I said my face twitching anxiously. His eyes widened slightly before he moved to the side. "Go, now." I smiled smugly at Harris as he was only a few metres away from me. I then ran faster than before towards Klaus's Pontiac Firebird TT.
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