New Girl in Town (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 13

The next day, Stiles picked up Ashlyn and Scott in his jeep. Speeding off towards God knows where. They pulled into an empty lot and it appeared to have Jackson's car as well as Mr. Argent's. Stiles skidded to a stop and they all put on their best smiles.

"What's up?" Stiles asked.

"Is everything okay?" Scott asked.

"Hey, Scott. Your friend, here, was having car trouble. We're just taking a look." Chris Argent smiled falsely.

"There's a shop right down the street. I'm sure they have a tow truck." Scott asked.

 "Yeah. You want a ride?" Stiles asked as Scott opened his door.

"Hey, come on, Jackson. You're way too pretty to be out here all by yourself." Ashlyn joked from the back seat.

"Hey, boys. And girl." Chris spoke up. He walked to Jackson's driver's side and started his car easily. "Told you I knew a few things about cars." He then got in his car and left.

"What, are you following me now?" Jackson snapped as Scott, Stiles, and Ashlyn all got out of the jeep.

"Yes, you stupid freaking idiot. You almost gave away everything, right there!" Scott yelled.

"What are you talking about?"

"He thinks you're the second beta."

"What?"

"He thinks you're me!" Scott reared his arm backwards and his fist slammed into the side of Stiles' jeep.

"Dude, my jeep." Stiles whined.

"I can hear your heart beating from a mile away - literally! Now he thinks that there's something wrong, and now I have to keep an eye on you so he doesn't kill you too!" Scott hit Stiles' jeep once again.

"Okay, how about we step away from Stiles' jeep." Stiles suggested.

"It's no use, babe." Ashlyn rubbed his arm.

"This is you problem, not mine, okay? I didn't say anything, which means you're the one that's gonna get me killed. Okay, this is your fault." Jackson snapped and pushed Scott back into the jeep.

"Can we stop hitting my jeep?" Stiles yelled louder. "Yo, alright, yo, guys, stop. Alright?" He got in between the two boys.

"When they come after you, I won't be able to protect you. I can't protect anyone." Scott's eyes trailed to Stiles and Ashlyn.

"Why are you looking at us?" Ashlyn snapped

"You know, now you have to do it. Get me what I want, and I will be fine protecting myself." Jackson continued.

"No, you won't! Just trust me. All it does is make things worse."

"Oh, yeah, really? You can hear anything you want and run faster than humanly possible. Sounds like a real hardship, McCall."

"Yeah, I can run really fast now - except half the time, I'm running away from people trying to kill me! And I can hear things like - like my girlfriend telling people that she doesn't trust me anymore right before breaking up with me. I'm not lying to you! It - ruins your life."

"It ruined your life. You had all the power in the world, and you didn't know what to do with it. You know what it's actually like? It's like you turned 16 and someone bought you a Porsche when they should have started you out with a nice little Honda. Me? I drive a Porsche." Jackson then walked away and got in his car, speeding off.

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Later on that night, Ashlyn and Stiles were at his house hanging out. They walked downstair to get something to eat and they saw his dad sitting at the table with papers sprawled out in front of him.