Vindex *Stiles Stilinski* Book 2

Does he have a plan

After nailing Harris in the back of the head with the paper wad, we were all sent to the office. "Listen to me, you're telling me that you knew Isaac's father was hitting him?" The sheriff asked.

Jackson scoffed on the other side of the door. "Hitting him? He was kicking the crap out of him."

"Did you ever say anything to anyone? A teacher, parents, anyone?" Sheriff Stilinski ask slightly annoyed.

"Nope. It's not my problem." I could practically see the smart ass smirk on Jackson's face.

"No, no, of course not." The sheriff sarcastically adds. "You know, it's funny that the kids getting beaten up are always the ones who least deserve it." He continues.

"Yeah. Wait, what?" Jackson asked confused.

"I think we're done here." We hear shifting around mean the he was about to walk out. Beside me Stiles mutters a quite shit and pulls a magazine over his face. "Hi Scott, Devin." The sheriff acknowledges us, he gives his son a glance and shake of a head.

"Hey sheriff." I wave with a smile. He flashes me another smile along with a head shake before walking away.

"Boys, Devin, come on in." We hear from inside the office. We all walk in and take a seat in front of Mr. Argent. "Scott McCall. Academically not the most accomplished, but I see you have become quite the star athlete. Miss Hale, second highest in the class, multiple clubs, I see you were a softball star last year, why stop?" He asked looking up.

"Oh torn ACL, it just wasn't the same when I came back." I lied, the real reason is my strength was getting to obvious.

He nods and looks back down at his papers again, "Mr. Stilinski. Oh, perfect grades but little to no extracurriculars. Maybe you should try lacrosse."

I let out a laugh as Stiles stumbles with words, "Oh, actually I'm already..." But he is cut off.

"Hold on. McCall. You're the Scott that was dating my granddaughter." Gerard realizes.

"We were dating but not anymore. Not dating, not seeing any of each other or doing anything with each other... At all." Scott panics trying to cover up for himself and Alison.

"Relax, Scott, you look like you're about to crack a cyanide pill with your teeth." Gerard chuckles making me laugh as well at how Scott reacted.

"Just a hard breakup." Scott muttered sinking into the chair.

"Oh, that's too bad. You seem like a pretty nice kid to me. Now listen, guys. Yes, I am the principal, but I really don't want you to think of me as the enemy." Gerard explained leaning on his elbows.

"Heh, is that so?" Stiles asked curiously leaning forward.

"However, this being my first day, I do need to support my teachers. So unfortunately 2 of you are going to have to take the fall and stay behind for detention." Scott and Gerard's eyes slowly drift over to Stiles and myself.
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"Phone in box." Harris demands not looking up from his papers.

"Because sitting in here isn't already torture enough." I mumble dropping it in.

"Did you say something Miss Hale?" Harris asked, head shooting up.

"Oh just how much I love your presence." I lie flashing a fake smile.

"God I love your sassiness." Stiles mutters, not thinking I can hear him.

Walking over to the desk, Stiles and I sit two stations away from each other just so Harris won't bitch at us. "Proceed with torture." I mutter dropping my head down on the desk for a nap.
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After hours, and I really mean hours, Harris finally let us out. Checking our phones Stiles and I both had about 15 missed called each.

"Hey, sorry, Harris literally just let us out of detention. Literally. And he had our phone the whole fuckin' time." I exclaim as Stiles and I run out to the jeep.

"Well, we need to do something right now. They were asking me all these questions about Lydia and how she was bitten by Peter, and then they sent this guy out." Alison panics into the phone which was on speaker.

"Wait, what guy?" Stiles ask butting in.

"He was dressed as a Sheriff's deputy." Alison says wearily.

I look up at Stiles with wide eyes as we both realize what's happening, "They're sending him to the station for Isaac." Stiles speaks for both of us.

"He was also carrying this box with something on it, like, um, like a carving or something." She tells us quickly.

"What was it?" I demand leaning my head against the headrest.

"Hold on, hold on. It's in one of these books. I'm taking a picture." I hear pages flipping quickly. "Did you get it?"

I click my message and click on the picture from Alison. "Yea it's wolfsbane." I enlighten as I look at the image.

"What does that mean?" You can hear the worry in Alison's voice, the same worry floating in the eyes of the boy next to me.

"It means they're gonna kill him." I admit. Stiles looks up at me a sighs before shifting gears and flooring it to the station.
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"Hey, did you slow him down?" I ask Alison after I call back.

"You could say that." She says unsure.

"All right, well, uh, we're headed to the station right now." I inform her.

"Where's Scott?" She asked, of course she's more worried about her boyfriends over her best friend...

"Issac's." I answer bluntly.

"Does he have a plan?" Alison ask, worry clear in her voice.

"It's Scott does he ever have a good plan?" I sigh. "Unfortunately for us we don't have time to come up with a better one, so we're either gonna succeed or all die."