orphic [1] ⇻ stiles stilinski

ix. pack mentality

[ start of pack mentality part two ]

ANOTHER CONVERSATION WITH Derek and an awkward car ride with Scott and Stiles, Eleanor and the two boys had arrived at the high school. It was nightfall and the blue jeep's headlights were shining towards the damaged bus in which previously held the injured civilian.

The way Eleanor saw it, Derek had sent her with them to simply babysit and make sure that they didn't mess up or get caught, nonetheless she was bored senseless.

She definitely did not want to be in their presence. Of course, she was unbelievably angry at the two for the arrest of her elder brother, however she was even more upset about how they hadn't been there for her at a time when everything seemed to be falling apart. Of course, she understood that Scott was having trouble adapting to the new lifestyle, and she had no intention of sounding selfish, but her sister had just died, and she had no one that she could confide in.

The jeep came to a halt and the three teenagers immediately clambered out of the vehicle, greeting the sharp air with a heavy sigh. Eleanor crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at her two best friends as they skipped toward the gate surrounding their school.

Scott turned around and his eyebrow flickered at the sight of Stiles behind him. "No, just me. Somebody needs to keep watch."

"That's what Nora is for!" Stiles scoffed, pointing behind him toward the girl as she rolled her eyes.

"Just go and keep watch."

He huffed. "Why is it starting to feel like your Batman and I'm Robin? I don't want to be Robin all the time."

"Nobody's Batman or Robin any of the time." Scott growled, latching a hand to the fence as Stiles tapped him on the back, contemplating his answer.

"Not even some of the time?"

Eleanor rushed a hand through her hair out of pure annoyance for the pair and grabbed a fistful of Stiles' top, yanking him back softly as she stared at Scott. "Scott, go. I'll stay here with Stiles."

Scott nodded instantly and climbed over the railing, proceeding toward the school bus cautiously as Stiles groaned in frustration, pulling himself out of Eleanor's grasp and into the jeep, where the pair sat in silence, waiting for their friend to return with more information.

Stiles craned his neck to look at her awkwardly. "So, Eleanor."

"Mhm?"

"Well I was, sort of wondering if-"

Eleanor widened her eyes as a bright glow shone through the windscreen mirror. "Oh god, no."