Chapter 7
We run into the school and slam the double doors shut.
"Lock it!" Scott orders.
"Does it look like I have a key?" Stiles snaps sarcastically.
"Grab something!" Scott yells.
"Like what?"
"Anything!" I yell.
Stiles gets a look on his face which means he has an idea he stands up and looks out the window at the blot cutters.
I catch on to this. "Hell no." I say.
"Yes." Stiles states.
"Stiles,no,don't." Scott pleads.
He stands up and pushes the door open and sprints to the bolt cutters.
I watch him and I turn my head and I see the Alpha standing right by his car. Oh God Stiles.
"Come back, come back! Stiles!" Scott and I yell. It sees him. Run you idiot!
He looks up and grabs the bolt cutters and runs back to us.
We slam the door shut and put the bolt cutters in place it won't hold but it's better than nothing. All of us breathing heavily.
"Where is it?" I question.
"I don't know." Stiles replies while moving the light around.
"That won't hold." I state nervously.
"I know." Stiles responds.
"We need to find a way out of here." I state.
We hear howling near by, that makes us all sprint down the halls, we run into a classroom.
"The desk!" Scott shouts.
We shove the desk into the door.
"The door's not gonna keep it out." Stiles replies.
"I know." Scott answers.
"It's your boss." Stiles states.
"What?" Scott questions.
"Deaton, The Alpha. Your boss." Stiles explains.
"No."
"Yes, murdering psycho werewolf." I deadpan.
"That can't be." Scott denies.
"Oh, come on. He disappears, and that thing shows up 10 seconds later. To toss Derek 20 feet in the air. That's not convenient timing?" Stiles retorts.
"It's not him."
"He killed Derek." Stiles argues.
"Derek's not dead." I state forcefully. No he can't be dead.
"Blood spurted out of him mouth. That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead and were next." Stiles snaps coldly.
"Okay, if he is then what do we do now?" I ask my stomach still pinches at the thought.
"We get to my jeep, we get out of here, you seriously think about quitting your job Scott, good?" Stiles answers.
Even it mortal peril he can still use sarcasm.
We run to the windows to look for an escape while Scott tries to pull one open.
"No, they don't open. The school's climate-controlled." Stiles explains.
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