crazy life (teen wolf/Jackson Whittemore)

Pack mentality

I walked to school and met up with Scott and Stiles to talk about Scott's dream.

"so you killed her?" Stiles asked he had just told us about dragging her to the back of the bus.

"I dunno I just woke up" he replied. "I was sweating like crazy I couldn't breathe. I never had a dream where I woke up like that" he said.

"really I have it usually ended a little differently." Stiles replied.

"A. I've never had a dream like that before and B. never give me that much detail of you in bed again." he said.

"ditto" I replied.

"noted. let me take a guess here though" he said.

"no no I know, you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow like I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out." he said.

"no of course not'" he said me and Scott gave him a look. "yeah that's totally it" he concluded.

"ok c'mon I'm sure she's fine. bye!" I said. I turned around and met Taylor and Lydia we did our outfit check before they walked off. I was wearing a white skirt a white tank top and a purple Hollister cardigan and purple high heels for the weather a purple trench coat white beanie and white cut off gloves. I shoved my coat beanie, and gloves in my locker.

"hey babe" Jackson said walking up.

"hey Jackson" I said.

"you know how McCall got so good?" he asked. I rolled my eyes then smiled at him.

"real casual Jackson, he practiced like every day this summer" I told him. he smiled innocently before pecking my lips I knew he didn't believe me I started walking of with my white satchel over my shoulder he caught up with me and wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me into him I smiled up at him getting on my tip toes and pecking his lips. I glanced or the window and saw a bus with blood on it I took in a sharp intake of breath.

"you know what happens on the bus?" I asked.

"nope" he said popping the 'p'. we walked to his locker and it half fell off.

"what the hell" he said angrily punching the locker next to it putting a fist sized dent in it.

"attention students this is your principal, I know your all wondering about the incident that accrued last night on one of our buses the police will work to determine exactly what happened classes will go on as scheduled" the intercom said. the whole hall way groaned Jackson still stared at his locker messing with it. we both looked to Scott who was watching. later on that day we were in chemistry doing work sheets I did mine easily as Jackson stared at me.

"Mr.Stilnski if that's your idea of a hushed whisper you might want to take out the head phones every once in a while" Mr.Harris announced. "I think you and McCall would benefit from a little distance yes?" he suggested.

"no." he replied. Mr.Harris pointed to the front Scott got up and walked to the seat.

"let me no if the seperation anxiety gets to be to much" Mr.Harris told them. Jackson breathlessly laughed.

"hey I think they found something!" a random girl yelled. every one jumped up from there seats to look. they brought a guy out on a stretcher.

"I did that" Scott muttered. the guy jumped up and screamed. all the girls including me screamed I jumped back into Jackson hiding my face in his shirt he patted my back.

"ok" Stiles said warily. later at lunch I walked up and sat at Scott and Stiles table since Scott was now a good lacrosse player.

"why are they sitting here?" I heard Stiles ask. Scott just shrugged.