My Brother Is Stiles Stilinski

CHAPTER 18- BUS DRIVER

STILES'S POV

Classes have began but we're all curious to what happen to that poor guy.
"Maybe you did kill him", I said.
"I don't know. You really think so?", he asked.
"Maybe", I replied.
"Why would I kill him?", he asked.
"To eat him", I said.
"Raw?", he asked.
"No. You bake him in your little werewolf oven. I don't know. You're the one who did it", I sass.
"Mr. Stilinski, if that's your way of a hushed whisper I think you and Mr. Mccall should be separated", Mr. Harris scolded. Scott and I stood up and took a seat at those separated seats behind the class. "Tell me if the separation anxiety gets to much", he added.
"Look!", one of our classmates said.

We all looked outside the window and saw the EMTs carrying the guy from the bus to the ambulance. While watching the gruesome scene the guy suddenly scream and give a minor heart attack to all of us.

Scott tap my shoulder and we both walked away from our classmates.

"I did that?", he asked me.

I don't know what to say to him. I just gave him a blank stare.

STEFFIE'S POV

"RRRRIIIINNNNGGGG", end of classes and time for lunch. While I'm fixing my stuff, Lee suddenly approach me.

"Hey", he said.
"What do you want?", I asked.
"Nothing. I was just wondering if you wanna join me for lunch", he said.
"Well... No", I said and then walked away.

He followed me outside the classroom like a lost puppy. I don't understand why he ask me to join him for lunch.

"Hey. Hey Steffie", he called.
"What?", I asked, stopping.
"Do you hate me?", he asked.
"None of your business", I replied.

I continue walking until we reach the school cafeteria where I found my brother and Scott already seated eating lunch.

"I can't believe I did that", Scott said. Maybe they were talking about what happened at the school bus.
"Maybe it's part of the pack thing, you know", Stiles suggested.
"Hi guys. Mind if we sit here", I said. They both stop talking seeing there's other person with me.
"Oh. By the way this is Lee, my classmate. These' re Stiles and Scott", I introduced.
"Hi. Lee Perseus Stanley", Lee said.
"Stiles Stilinski, Steffie's brother", Stiles said.
"Scott Mccall, their friend", Scott said.
"Nice meeting you", Lee said.

The table fell into awkward silence. Maybe Scott and Stiles didn't want anyone to know about the werewolf thing, but I can see through their eyes that they're itching to talk about it.

"Maybe Derek can help", Scott suddenly suggested.
"What? Didn't you remember that we're the ones who toss him in jail?", my brother sass.
"Are you talking about Derek Hale?", Lee interupted.
"You know Derek Hale?", I asked.
"Yup", he replied while eating some fries.
"How come?", Stiles asked.
"Oh, uhm... We're related", he said.
"Like related as blood related or related like acquaintances?", I asked.
"Blood related. Actually Derek's my cousin", he answered.
"How come?", Scott asked.
"Well my mom and Talia Hale are sisters", he said.
"You know their family secret?", Stiles asked.
"Yep. Actually it's my family secret too", he said.
"You're a werewolf too?", I whispered.
"Yep. My dad's one too", he said.
"So both sides of the family are werewolves?", Stiles asked.
"Yeah", he said then he show us his glowing yellow eyes.

Wow... Never thought we found another wolf here. Beacon Hills is really attracting supernatural beings.

LEE'S POV

Never knew I could meet someone like me. A werewolf. I mean, it's awesome being one then suddenly you met another one like you.

"So you're like me then?", Scott asked.
"Well, that depends", I replied.
"Depends on what?", Stiles asked.
"I'm a born werewolf. Are you also a born werewolf?", I asked.
"He's a bitten werewolf", Steffie replied.
"Ok", I said. I know for a fact that bitten werewolves are sometimes pain in the ass. They never learn control easily plus they always go for an obvious kill.

Suddenly the table went silent. I looked around and saw a group of cool people sitting on the vacant chairs.

"Did you heard about the animal attack? I heard it's mountain lion", the guy said.
"I heard it's a cougar", the other guy said.
"Cougars and mountain lions are the same", the red head lady said. The guy glared at her. "Is it?", she added , acting dumb.
"Who cares. It's just some drunk homeless guy who has nothing to do with his life", he said. What a douche.
"I think I know who that guy is", Stiles said showing his phone to everyone.

That poor old guy. I suddenly have the idea that maybe it's another werewolf killing people.

"I know that man. He's the bus driver. I remember him giving me and my dad a ride from school", Scott said.

It was a bus driver. Maybe a random killing. What for? Fun?

"Let's forget this stuff", the red head said. "What're you guys doing tonight?", she asked the girl sitting beside Scott.
"I don't. We haven't plan anything yet. Right Scott?", the girl replied.
"No Allison. We haven't plan anything yet", Scott said.
"We're gonna bond tonight and we'll make it fun", the girl said.
"Is it okay?", Scott asked Allison, uncertain.
"I think it will be fun", Allison replied.

Scott looks so uncomfortable. Maybe he doesn't want to bond with those people. Who would want that?

"How about we go bowling? You love to bowl right Jackson?", the red head suggested. So that's Jackson Whitemore. He really is a cocky jock. What a douche.
"With a actual competetion", he boastfull said. I saw Steffie's eye rolling and Stiles's ravaging his food. Looks like he hates Jackson.
"How're you so sure we're not an actual competetion?", Allison asked.
Jackson just scoff. Looks like he's gonna laugh.
I looked at Scott. He looks so pissed. He must've hate this guy.
"Mccall, are you a competetion?" Jackson asked.
"Yes. In fact a great bowler", he declared.

I smell trouble brewing....