An Uneasy Accord

Chapter 40- Caught

"You want me to find out what's wrong with Jackson?"

Brooklyn nodded her head as Stiles stared blankly at the hunter.

"Yeah you heard me right Gilligan."

"I mean what if he tries kicking my ass or slamming me in a locker? I really like my face the way it is!"

"Stop rambling already," she rolled her eyes. "I didn't say you had to be his friend just talk to people who know him best. But be casual about it. Oh and see if Lydia remembers anything either."

Stiles perked up at that. He could spend all day talking to Lydia…..If she would talk back that was.

"You have your mission which you will accept it whether or not you want to," she hopped in the Charger and rolled away, leaving Stiles alone in the school parking lot. How was he supposed to find out what was wrong with Jackson? He wasn't exactly the type who socialized with those like him or Scott.

Danny!

If anyone would know what was up with Jackson it would be Danny! Of course!

He sat in Chemistry class waiting for the right moment to talk to Danny. Mr. Harris scanned his students' faces, knowing that parent teacher conferences were something a handful of his unruly brood dreaded.

"Tomorrow night are parent teacher conferences and of course anyone with a below C average is required to attend. I won't name you because the shame and self disgust should be enough."

Stiles had the cap to the highlighter in his mouth while randomly highlighting parts of his textbook. Harris froze and glared annoying at the teen.

"Has anyone seen Scott McCall?" He looked pointedly at Stiles. Stiles lifted his head up as the weight of Harris's stare bore down upon him. Before he could speak Jackson staggered through the door. Everyone looked up at the star athlete as he silently and hurriedly took his seat. Harris crossed the aisle and placed a hand against the back of his hand.

"Jackson if you need to leave for any reason at all you have my permission."

Stiles thought it was strange that he was getting special treatment but then again Jackson had seen a murder and he was the co-captain of the lacrosse team. Jackson nodded but stayed silent as Harris started back towards the front of the room

"The rest of you begin reading chapter 9," Harris barked then added, "Mr. Stalinski try putting down the highlighter between paragraphs. This is Chemistry not a coloring book."

Stiles rolled his eyes but breathed out forcing the cap from between his lips. He caught the cap with ease then decided it was time to make him move. Jackson looked like a ticking time bomb as his face was tense and eyes listless as Stiles leaned over towards Danny. Danny laughed quietly as Harris put Stiles on the spot.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"No," Danny curtly answered.

"Well I'm going to anyway," Stiles continued. Danny wasn't surprised since Stiles was well known throughout the school for his rather annoying quirks.

"Did Lydia show up in home room today?" Danny exhaled but told him no. "Can I ask you another question?"

"The answer's still no," Stiles was slowly grating on Danny's nerves.

"Did you find out what happened to Jackson and Lydia last night?"

Danny paused but answered anyways.

"He didn't tell me." Danny was slightly hurt that Jackson wouldn't open up to him. They had been best friends since elementary school. But ever since last night Jackson had introverted, keeping to himself as he was broody all day.