BELIEVE ☉ S. STILINSKI [ 1 ]

Three ~ Protect

Brianna had spent the night catching Derek up. Not that she knew much considering she was also locked up for twenty four hours for punching Stiles. The talk reminded her she still owed him a pizza and at least fourteen more apologies. That is not only going to cost her more than twenty pound it will cost her dignity. Living with Derek made her pick up a few of his qualities, like, for instance, barely ever apologising.

Derek stated that if Scott was going to trust Brianna and not him then she'd have to teach him control. That put a whole lot of pressure on her considering she'd never taught anybody before. She didn't want to be responsible for him not learning control and ripping some innocent person to pieces every time he gets angry. So, for that reason, she agreed.

The next day Brianna was talking to Allison as she put some thing in her locker. "Do you know what happened in the school bus, Alli?"

"Nope," she shook her head. "I was hoping you would."

"Why me?" Brianna laughed as they began walking to class.

Allison shrugged, "Not sure, you seem to always know the gossip around her, Miss I-got-arrested-for-punching-Stiles."

"Are you ever going to let it go?"

"No," Allison replied after a sarcastic moments thought. "No, I don't think I am." The brunette continued to make jokes and puns about punching and being arrested while Brianna laughed, sometimes sarcastically other times not.

Laughing and joking in the hallway with a friend is all fun and games until you bump into somebody. Like Allison did. She collided with Scott's back and Brianna helped her gather up all of her things again but she couldn't help notice Scott acting weird. Or more weird than usual.

Allison ran her hands through her hair and Brianna instantly became jealous because Allison's hair is so pretty it's incredible. "You scared the hell out of me," The brunette told Scott and Brianna gave him a concerned look.

"You're okay?" Scott asked Allison in amazement as the two of them helped Brianna pick up the fallen items.

"Once her heart starts beating again." Brianna joked. "What's going on?"

"Nothing it's fine." Scott said, brushing Brianna off like she wasn't even there. With a huff Brianna stood up and dusted her jeans. Scott McCall is so bipolar it gets on her nerves a little.

With her arms folded over her chest impatiently Brianna listened in one the lovey-dovey conversation that was happening next to her. That was until the principle announced over the speakers that despite whatever happened on the bus that classes would carry on like usual. In unison pretty much every student - and probably a few teachers - groaned at that statement. Even the principle didn't seem too pleased.

With pursed lips Allison ruffled Scott's shaggy dog hair before smiling. "Save me a seat at lunch?" She asked. It was a bit of a pointless question in Brianna's eyes since immediately after asking Allison began walking down the hallway with Brianna. But it got them moving so Brianna didn't care, she wanted the day over with as fast as possible.

But that didn't mean she didn't have time to tease Allison.

"Save me a seat at lunch." Brianna cooed sarcastically. Her hand made her way over to Allison's hair and playfully pushed it in front of her face. Brianna laughed hysterically at Allison's fake annoyed face.

"You are so childish." Allison stated before speed walking down the hallway. Brianna smirked as she jogged to catch up to her friend.

"But you love me for it."

***

Ahh, listening to Scott and Stiles's idiotic conversations in chemistry class that are bound to get them a detention is one of Brianna's favourite pass times. Today's topic the bus. Scott seems to think that he killed somebody or something, which in all honestly didn't seem that unrealistic after all of the insane anger spurts he'd been having.