(Book 2 of Teen Hunter) (COMPLETE) Chris Argent Jr. Is no longer the happy teenage boy he was when he first moved into beacon hills. He's no longer a Hunter he's the White Wolf. Which puts a high number on his head. An Alpha pack wants him to join t...
"Back to your seat!"coach barked at a student who had rose from his spot. Towards the middle of the bus Isaac and Boyd where sitting together in complete silence before Isaac broke it. "Stop thinking about it, man." "Like, you're not thinking about it too?" Boyd asked.
"We'll lets both stop thinking about it," Isaac replied. "I can't." "Well, there's nothing you can do about it either." "You sure about that?" Boyd asked looking back towards the lone twin who was sitting next to Danny.
"Everything okay?" Danny asked Ethan. "Yeah,Why?" Ethan asked. "You checked your phone three times in the last five minutes." "Waiting for a message," Ethan replied smoothly. "Anything important?" "No, Nothing," Ethan lied.
In the back of the bus Scott and Stiles where sitting in the back numbly. Trying to use vocabulary as their distraction from the horrible truth.
"Yo, Scotty, Hey, yo, Scotty? - Still with me?" Stiles asked Scott. "Yeah, sorry.Uh, what's the word? " "Anachronism." " Something that exists out of its normal time," Scott responded swiftly. "Nice.Okay, next word incongruous." " Um, can you use it in a sentence?" "Yes.Yes, I can. It's completely incongruous that we're sitting on a bus right now, on our way to some stupid cross-country meet after what just happened incongruous," Stiles exclaimed. "Out of place, ridiculous, absurd," Scott replied turning to look out the window. "Perfect.Okay, next word.Um, Darach.Darach, it's a noun...." Stiles started.
He looked over to see Scotts disapproving look. After all that happened he didn't want to have anyone else get hurt. "We have to talk about it sometime, okay? And we're gonna be stuck in this thing for, like, five hours, so why not?" Stiles tried to argue.
Scott didn't budge and Stiles sighed in defeat. "Next word Intransigent." " Stubborn, obstinate, -" Scott winced in pain as the bus hit a pot hole. "Oh, buddy, you okay?" Stiles asked as he looked over to see Scotts pained face. "We shouldn't have come.I knew it.We shouldn't have come!" Stiles exclaimed angrily.
We had to.There's safety in numbers," Scott reasoned nodding towards Boyd and Isaac.
"Yeah, well, there's also death in numbers, okay? It's called a massacre or bloodbath, carnage, slaughter, butchery, wow, that's all right," Stiles muttered. Scott winced in pain again his forehead showing signs of sweat. Stiles didn't want to see have another friend die. "Scott, I'm telling coach that-" "No.No, no, no.I'm all right," Scott assured Stiles. "Well, you don't look all right.Would you just let me see it?" "I'm okay."
"Just let me see it, okay?" "Okay."
Scott lifted up his shirt to reveal a large slash mark that had been given to him the previous night. "Oh, dude - " "I know it's bad, but it's because they're from an Alpha.It'll take longer to heal." "How come Boyd and Isaac are fine then?" Stiles asked. Scott didn't answer but turned towards the window.
"I can't believe he's dead.I can't believe Chris is dead," Scott cried.
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Claire stared at the body in front of her a tear falling down her face. She closed her eyes as the events from last night flew through her mind.
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