The Chance of Meeting You. (TeenWolfFanfic)

The Game Of 21 Questions

I do not own Teen Wolf-

Chapter Twenty.

    That night, Scott told me everything he answered every question I had and patiently waited for my response.

I pressed my lips together and looked down, not even knowing what to say or do. I had never believed in werewolves and now he's telling me that there's a whole pack of them.

"I thought these things only exist in fairy tales.." I looked back at him.

"That's what I thought to be-" he sighed, "Before this all happened."

"Why does he keep trying to kill me?" I searched his face, trying to read it.

"You're guess as is good as mine, but he doesn't trust anyone." he sighed again.

"Well I think I got the point, I'm not going to tell anyone.." I looked out the window.

"I'm sorry, I really am." he said, getting up and running off.

    What the hell was this, and why was this all happening.

"Samantha." Danny interrupted my thinking.

"Yeah." I turned to look at him.

"What time is Jackson picking you up tonight?" he asked.

"Uh, I don't know like seven or eight." I took a deep breath, looking for Jackson.

"You okay? You've been acting weird since Monday, and it's Friday." he tilted his head to the side.

"Yeah," I shook my head trying to forget the memories, "just haven't been feeling the greatest."

"Maybe you should go to the doctors?" he suggested.

"I think I just need to catch up on some sleep."

"You haven't been sleeping good?" he said between bites.

"There's just been some things on my mind." I said, looking at the salad sitting in front of me.

"What's going on?" Jackson said, sitting down.

"Samantha hasn't been sleeping right." Danny looked around.

"It's fine, really." I shook my head.

    The bell rang and I went to get up to throw my food away but Jackson grabbed my hand, and spun me back around and he motioned for me to sit down. I sat back in the chair that I was before, and watched as Danny walked away.

"Everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah." I shrugged.

"Lydia and Allison, how are they?" he asked.

    I hadn't talked to either of them since the day that Allison confronted me in the mall and said all of those mean things. Every time after that day, that I would see Allison she would just give me dirty looks. Lydia would just give me a sympathetic look and frown before looking away, and it made me wonder what was going on in that little head of hers. But I didn't want to start anything so I just told him that everything was fine and he told me that he'd pick me up at seven thirty.

    The rest of the day went by as usual I waited in Asher's car when the final bell rang, not bothering to  go to his locker because him and I weren't really on good terms either. I didn't understand any of this, Asher and Jackson were best friends and he was mad at me for going with him and not Stiles. Speak of the devil, Asher hopped into the front seat and started the ignition. I pulled my iPod out and started listening to music. When we pulled out of the school parking lot Asher tugged  on my sleeve and then motioned for me to take my ear buds out.