Moon child ▪ Stiles Stilinski [book one]

Night School [1]

*Maggie's POV*

"Lock it, lock it!" Scott yelled when they closed the door, pushing against it. I'm behind them still shocked because of what just happend.

"Do I look like I have a key?" Stiles asked him with his usually amount of sarcasm.

"Grab something!" Scott yelled again.

"What?" Stiles asked.

"Anything!"

Stiles looked outside of the small window, like he had an idea. One of his stupid ideas...

Scott looked outside of the window now aswell.

"No." Scott said.

"Yes." Stiles told him.

"You aren't thinking about going out there, are you?" I asked him, grabbing his arm. He looked at me. I was probably still looking shaken up. "Don't go." I entreat, shaking my head. He was still looking at me deeply, then he touched my cheek and placed a small kiss on my forhead. I closed my eyes, enjoying this moment. But not for long because he opened the door real quick and went outside.

"Stiles, no, don't." Scott and I screamed but he already closed the door behind him. I tried to open the door, to follow him but Scott held me back. So I looked out the small window with him. And I saw Stiles walking over to the big pliers, which were lying on the ground.

"Come back, come back! Stiles!" Scott suddenly screamed. And then I saw why. The Alpha was right there, behind Stiles jeep. Only a few meters away from him. We both pounded against the door and windows. The Alpha started to run forwards Stiles, who was now running aswell, with the big pliers in his hands. He reached the door and quickly came inside, closing the door behind him and locking it with the pliers.

I hit his arm and then hugged him really tight. "Never do that again." I mumbeled into his neck and he hugged back. I heard Scott clear his throat. And we pulled away. I blushed and looked down, biting my lip.

"Where is it? Where'd it go?" Scott asked. Stiles took the flashlight and looked outside. The Alpha was nowhere to be seen.

"That won't hold, will it?" Scott asked pointing to the door.

"Probably not." Stiles told us. We looked around the complete dark hallway of the school. And then we heard a howl in the distance. Scott and Stiles both garbbed me and then we run into a classroom.

"The desk." One of them said. Scott tried to push it forwards the door but Stiles stopped him. "Sh Sh stop! The door's not gonna keep it out." he said.

"I know." Scott told him.

"It's your boss." Stiles exclaimed.

"What?" Scott asked him confused.

"Deaton, the Alpha? Your boss." Stiles said like it was obvious.

"No." Scott said.

"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf." Stiles told him.

"That can't be." I would've agreed with Scott, Deaton is actually really nice. But everything looks like HE is the Alpha.

"Oh, come on." Stiles started. "He disappears, and that thing shows up 10 seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?" Stiles asked.

"It's not him." Scott said again.

"He killed Derek." Stiles exclaimed. I still can't believe that he is dead.

"No, Derek's not dead. He can't be dead." Scott told him.

"Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He dead, and we are next." he said, sounding angry.