Be Careful Out There

Chapter 5

Scott just takes a deep breath and glances at Stiles once more. "Fine." We start to walk back down the hall.

"Let's split up." I suggest.

"No!" Scott says abruptly.

"Why?" I ask.

"Well... Uhm..." He trails off.

"The.. Uh... School is cold so if we stay together we'll produce more body heat." Stiles jumps in. I know they're hiding something. It's the same feeling I get around Isaac. Maybe all three of them are in it together. Half of me wants to know what they're hiding, but the other half says to stay out of it. The part of me that wants to stay out of it is my angel side, and the other is my devil side. So which am I? Angel or devil? Definitely devil. Scott suddenly stops walking.

"Ty, if you see ANYTHING, run. Run as fast as you can." He says.

"Scott, relax, I'll be fine." I reply. We continue walking down the hall. Our principal, Mr. Hayden, comes from his office.

"What are you students doing out of detention?" He asks.

"Well... Um..." Stiles stalls.

"We need to find Mr. Harris. He's in charge of detention and we have to ask him an important question." I lie. The principal doesn't seem convinced.

"Alright. Hurry." He orders. Scott smiles at me, surprised that we managed to get past. We start to look around through the halls and in rooms. After about 10 minutes, I stop.

"Scott, Stiles, I think I know where he is." I say.

"Where?" Stiles asks.

"Where do teachers go when teachers need a break?"

"The bathroom?" Stiles replies, unsure of his answer.

"No, the faculty room!" I exclaim.

"I smell blood." Scott whispers.

"How can you smell bloo-" Stiles just puts his hand over my mouth. Scott widens his eyes.

"Ty, Stiles, I need you to go. NOW." He says. I don't budge. "LEAVE." He commands.

"Like I said, were in this together, Scott, whether you like it or not." I grab his arm and lead him to the faculty room. As soon as I walk in, I scream and fall to the ground. There, Mr. Harris lies on the carpet with blood from his slit throat all over. His glasses are on the other side of the room, without lenses as the glass is all around it. In the dark corner, sits a pair of yellow glowing eyes.

"STILES, TAKE TY OUT NOW." Scott yells. Stiles does as he says and picks me up with one arm around my back and the other under my knees. The next thing I remember is a wolf-looking thing come towards me, then everything after that is just black.