Alice's Story (A Teen Wolf/ Derek Hale Fanfiction)

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

I walk into school with Scott and Stiles. "So you killed her in your dream?"

"Yes I did." Scott replies to Stiles question.

I see Lydia and Jackson down the hallway. "Hey guys I will see you later okay?" I tell them.

"Okay, see you later." They tell me.

I walk down the hallway towards my friends. "Hey did you hear what happened?" Danny asked me.

"No, what happened?" I asked.

"Someone was attacked on a school bus last night!"

"What?" I ask. I look around for Alison worried that it might be her. I see her walk through the door and Scott talk to her frantically. I guess he saw what happened, and he knows that he did it.

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"Maybe it was a bunny or something?" Stiles asked Scott and I in Mr. Harris's class.

"What would I do with a bunny?" Scott asked.

"I don't know maybe you ate it." I say finishing the last few questions on our worksheet.

"Raw?"

"No you stopped to bake it in your little werewolf oven!" Stiles says sarcastically.

Scott was about to say something, but was interrupted by Mr. Harris.

"By all of your talking I assume you are done with your paper, Stlinslki, McCall's."

Before I could stop myself I replied, "By all of your complaining I assume you are single."

"Do you want detention after school Miss McCall?" He tells me giving me a stern look.

"Keeping me three hours after school really will prove to me you have a life." I say sarcastically.

"Do your work Miss McCall." He tells me.

"I am already done with it." I tell him handing him my finished paper.

"I gave it to you five minutes ago." He exclaims.

"I know and I am finished."

"For you I am taking this as a test grade, I hope you tried very hard." He tells me.

"And why is that?" I ask him.

"No one has every made a ninety on this paper let alone a hundred." He says sitting down at his desk, taking out his red grading pen. "Unbelievable," He mutters to himself. "You made a hundred."

"Miss McCall needs to report to my office!" Coach Finstock's voice says over the intercom.

" You are excused." Mr. Harris mutters to me.

I get up with my things and walk to the locker rooms towards coach's office.

Once I arrive I go into his office and towards his fridge and take out a soda. "Yes Coach?" I ask sitting in the chair across from his desk.

"Will the team be ready for the game today?" He asks me.

"They should be." I tell him. Since I made them run they have been giving me respect and we have been doing drills and scrimmages.

"Okay, I was just wondering. Who do you have next?" He asks me.

"You sir." I tell him.

"You are in advanced placement Econimics?" He ask me in a unbelieving tone.

"Yes."

"Well you get to skip and paint the field today." He tells me.

I groan. "Don't worry I will bring you lunch today." He tells. I stand up and smile before grabbing the things I need to paint the field.