A TRUE ALPHA'S TRUE LOVE || ALLISON ARGENT [2]

Chapter 2.02.2 ✔

"What the actual fuck was that?"

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     "Scott McCall. Acadamically not the most accomplished, but I see you have become quite the star athlete." I smirked and shot him a look as Scott simply nodded at what Mr. Argent had said. He continued talking. "Miss Fields. Repeating sophomore year, perfect grades. I see here you were born in England, which part?" "Blackpool, sir," I answered. The man in front of us nodded impressively and then grabbed Stiles's file. "Mr. Stilinski. Oh, perfect grades but little to no extracucciculars." I frowned at what he just said. "Maybe you should try lacrosee," he then said. I snorted and Stiles gave me look which made me be quiet again. "Oh, actually I'm already-" Stiles stated, but he never got to finish hi sentence. "Hold on. Fields." And suddenly all eyes were on me. "You're the Rebekah that is dating my granddaughter." What the hell was I supposed to say to this? How much did he know about us? About me?
     "That would be me. Chris didn't really approve of me at some point, I still don't know why exactly, but for some reason he hasn't forbidden me to date Allison. So yes, we're dating," I rambled. "Relax, Rebekah, I'm not here to you to judge you or anything." I realised I was holding my breath and slowly started breathing again. "I thought, that maybe, Chris had said something to you about me." What was I getting myself into? "Don't worry, he hasn't. You seem like a pretty nice kid to me." I gave him a quick smile and from the corner of my eye I saw Stiles and Scott looking at me in shock. How was I able to wind almost the entire Argent family around my finger?
     "Now listen, guys. Yes, I am the principal, but I really don't want you to think of me as the enemy." I really wanted to laugh at what he just said, but decided not to. Except, Stiles kind of did. "Heh, is that so?" Lucky for us, Gerard ignored Stiles. "However, this being my first day, I do need to support my teachers. So, unfortunately someone is going to have to take the fall and stay behind for detention." He eyed all three of us, but after what he just said my eyes immediately went to Stiles and Scott did the same. He finally looked up from his hands and saw all three of us looking at him and sighed. He was not amused.

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     Scott and I pretty much ran outside. Unfortunately, we were too late. Isaac was sitting in the police car and, of course, it drove off the second we came outside. "Fuck," I mumbled under breath. Scott was ready to go back inside, but then a car drove up to the school. Derek. Surpise, surprise. "Scott," I said and he turned around. "Get in," Derek ordered. Scott was having none of it. "Are you serious? You did that. That's your fault." I was already making my way to the car and ready to get in, until Derek opened his mouth. "I know that." "Hold up. You're admitting that something is your fault? Gosh, what a day to be alive," I said amused. Although, Derek couldn't appreciate it and ignored me. "Now get in the car and help me." But Scott still didn't want to do any of that. "No, I've got a better idea." He started making his way down the stairs. "I'm going to call a lawyer. Because a lawyer might actually have a chance of getting him out before the moon goes up." "Not when they do a real search of the house." "What do you mean?" I asked and Scott was now standing next to me. "Whatever Jackson said to the cops, what's in the house is worse. A lot worse." I didn't even wait for Scott and crawled in the backseat of the car, leaving the door behind me open. Scott sighed and then he finally complied. He got in the car and Derek drove off.