crazy life (teen wolf/Jackson Whittemore)

the bite

Brooke

"this is my oath to you" I sung along to Cher Lloyd I was interrupted by my phone ringing.

"yes Stiles?" I asked

"meet me at Scott's they found a dead body" he said. I stood up and walked to my closet.

"if they found a dead body... why are we going?" I asked confused.

"sorry half a dead body" he replied.

"I'll be there" I said smirking evily.

"see ya'" he said. I hung up and searched thru my closet I put on a white long sleeve a red and white plaid shirt over that a tan slightly heavy Columbia coat a pair of skinny jeans and black hiking boots.

"I'm going out" I yelled to my dad working in his office I hopped in my red Lamborghini and drove to Scott's I hid behind the fence while Stiles hid on the roof he walked out with a bat Stiles popped down they both screamed.

"Stiles what the hell are you doing!?!" Scott demanded.

"and Brooke" I piped up jumping from my spot.

"you weren't answering your phone. why do you have a bat?" Stiles asked.

"I thought you were a predator" he stated.

"a predator" I muttered laughing.

"dude I know it's late but you gotta hear this I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago dispatch called there bringing every officer from the beacon department and even the state police" Stiles informed.

"for what?" Scott asked

"2 joggers found a body in the woods" he replied

"a dead body?" he asked.

"no a body of water, dumb ass yes a dead body," I retorted.

"you mean like murdered?" he asked us.

"nobody knows yet just that it's a girl probably in her mid 20's" Stiles stated

"hold on if they found the body what are they looking for?" he questioned.

"that's the best part they only found half" I answered

"we're going" Stiles said.

we all jumped in his jeep and rode to the preserve in silence when we got their we all jumped out Stiles with the flashlight.

"we're seriously doing this?" Scott asked.

"you're the one always bitching nothing happens in this town" I reminded him.

"I was trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow" he told us.

"because sitting on the bench is such greuling effort" Stiles retorted.

"no because I'm playing this year, in fact I'm making first line." he informed.

"ay' that's the spirit" I encouraged.

"yeah everyone should have a dream even a pathetically unrealistic one" Stiles argued.

"just out of curiosity what half of the body are we looking for?" I asked

"huh I didn't even think about that" he said.

"and what if whoever killed the body is still out there?" Scott interrogated.

"also something I didn't think about" he answered.

"comforting to know you plan this out with your usual attention to detail" I joked