Connection, Chapter 1. (Teen wolf.) (Stiles Stilinski Fan fiction.)

Night School Part 2

Note that I do not own Teen Wolf but I do have rights to the character Madison Mads Hannah. Please enjoy and comment, fan and vote because those are the types of things that encourage me to keep this story going. XD

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“Guys we need to lock the door!” I tell them worried as we all push against the doors.

Stiles gets to his feet and looks out the window, he began to push the door open but I grabbed his arm pulling the door closed again.

“Don’t Stiles, please don’t.” I warn

He looks at me dead serious “I’m doing this to keep you safe.” He then corrects himself “To keep all of us safe.”

Stiles pushes open the door and runs down the steps to get the pliers. Both Scott and I watch to see the alpha now running at Stiles.

“Stiles RUN!” I yell to him.

He does, he runs back into the school where we were and slams the doors shut behind him. He then proceeds to jam the door with the pliers.

I cling to his arm as we check out the window to see if the alpha was still there. Once we realize that the alpha probably went to find another way to get into the school we back away from the door and then Scott asks

“That probably won’t hold him, will it?”

Then Stiles confirmed my worst fear by informing “No probably not.”

A howl rang through the air and the three of us take off running, not long after we find a classroom to hide out in for a just a few short moments.

Both of the boys grab the desk and start pushing it to the door.

“Guys the desk isn’t going to hold it.” I tell them

They both stop and Stiles begins explaining “It’s Scott’s boss, Deaton: The alpha is your boss.”

“No.” Scott rebuts

I burst in “Yes, the murdering crazy werewolf is your boss.”

“No”

“Deaton goes missing and then ten seconds later Derek is killed by the alpha… no coincidence.” Stiles says as worried as I am.

Scott looks shocked “Derek isn’t dead, he can’t be.”

“Blood spurted out of his mouth, he is dead and now we are next on the alpha’s meal plan!” I yell trying to hold myself together.

We share looks while we are still gathered around the desk, we needed to figure out what to do and fast otherwise we wouldn’t last until morning.

“What do we do?” Scott questions.

Stiles produces a plan “We get to my jeep and then you seriously consider quitting your job.”

The boys walked to the window and begin making a plan on how to get to Stiles jeep and I grabbed the pocket knife out of my pants pocket and hold it out in front of me fully prepared to use it if necessary.

I walk up behind Stiles and ask “What’s wrong with the hood of your jeep?”

Stiles sends me a confused look “What do you mean? Nothing’s wrong.”

“It’s bent.” I tell him

He looks out the window to his jeep “You mean dented?”

I shake my head “No I mean BENT.”