"you can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel."
i suggest you read the book SKYLAR before this one if you haven't already
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scott, isaac, stiles' dad and skylar were all in the boys locker room.
"i gotta meet with the medical examiner, and try and figure out what happened with jackson. and i got an apb out on stiles. his jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means... hell, i don't know what that means." his dad said, with a defeated look on his face.
"um... look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, if either of you see him-"
"we'll call you." isaac reassured him.
"look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. we'll find him." scott told him.
"yeah, i'll see you, okay?" his dad said, but before walking off, skylar grabbed his arm.
"if he does come back home, can you call me or-or text me please." skylar asked in a shaky voice.
"of course." papa stilinski replied, and then walked out of the locker room.
"mccall." coach said, approaching scott, isaac and skylar.
"we need you on the team, okay? you know i can't put you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up." coach finnstock said.
"yeah, i know, coach." scott replied.
"all right. i mean, i-i know i yell a lot, but it's not like i hate you guys. well, i kind of hate greenberg, but, you know, that's different. it's greenberg. i'm just saying we... i need you on the team. get your grades back up." coach told scott.
"i will." scott said, nodding.
"i know." coach replied, and then walked out the door.
"scott, you have to find him. please you just have to- i need him to be okay. this isn't just some random lacrosse player, this is stiles." skylar said, as scott turned to her.
"i know skye, i promise you we'll find him." scott told her, and she felt isaac place a hand on her shoulder.
"is that everyone?" scott asked, as isaac looked to see if anyone else was in the room.
"i think so." isaac replied.
scott ripped off stiles' locker door and it fell by isaacs feet.
"you're gonna find him by scent?" isaac asked.
"yeah, we both are." scott said, passing him stiles' shoe while scott had his shirt.
