The argent twin (1)

Heart monitor: part 3

Alex pov

Stiles took out some lacrosse gear from the locker and closed it

Stiles: Alright you stay away from her for a few days you can do that

I scoff and the boys look at me

Me: you don't need to stay away from her she could be your anchor if you truly love her in a few days

I cross my arms and glare at Scott don't like that he take from Derek stay away thing is women make you weak sexist much

Scott: But is it a few days or is it forever

I Growl silently at him of course he heard it though

Stiles: You know this whole women make you weak thing is a little too spartan warrior for me It's probably just part of the learning process

I flail my arms

Me: YEAH IT IS THAT'S WHAT DEREK MEANT YOU FUCKING DUMAS'S..... DEREK WOULD NEVER SAY THAT CAUZ IF HE DID I WOULD BASH HIM UP

Stiles put a comforting hand on my shoulder and I calmed down a little bit. I look at Scott who looks absolute terrified of me and my wand that I somehow got out.
I put it back into my boot and walk off

Scott: Yeah but you've seen Derek I mean the guy's totally alone... I mean he was totally alone What if I can like never be around her again

I go around a corner and start to bang my head against the locker repeatedly

Stiles: Well if you're not dead that could be a good thing

A hand was placed on my forehead so I looked up and saw it was Jackson I smiled at him

Scott: Rather be dead

Jackson smiles at me but I notice he's very pale

Stiles: All right you're not gonna end up like Derek was all right We'll figure it out

Scott: Kay

I get out from my position and place a hand on his forehead at least now he actually has pants on

Stiles: Come on Let's get out of here.... ALEX..... Must have left

Scott: Something smells terrible in here anyway

Me: why are you so pale

He shrugs

Stiles: Really In a boys locker room That doesn't make any sense at all

Jackson: since we are whispering he's an idiot

I smile a toothy smile at him

Scott: No it's like something's rotting or dying

My eyes widened and grab Jacksons hand and drag him to a bench once the guys are out

Me: lye down Jackson

He gives me a look

Jackson: please don't tell me we are gonna make out cauz..

I glare at him and he Lye's down ugh men. I kneel and re place my hand on his forehead its hot

Me: Jackie your ill

I hear him chuckle

Jackson: you never call me that anymore

And he's unconscious how fabulous I get up and get a towel and drenched it in water

Jackson POV (oh yeah I went there)

I opened my eyes and looked around there was Alex with her hand on my forehead smiling.

Alex: looks like your all better