CHAPTER SEVEN
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Travis held onto my hand as he motioned me through the halls, occasionally kissing my hand once or twice. I looked up at him, smiling, once we stopped at my class. Surprisingly, he hasn't even asked me about the whole Scott rendezvous yesterday. I seriously hope he doesn't take any of it the wrong way and become jealous about the whole thing. He leaned down and kissed me fully on the lips, "So, how was the bowling thing?"
I smiled, reminiscing to last night, "It was fun. Scott scored like a million strikes and you should've saw the look on Jackson's face."
"He was pretty pissed off, wasn't he?", my boyfriend asked and I simply nodded, "Thank the heavens. I hate that guy. Glad someone finally beat him at something."
"Who doesn't hate him? Well, besides my cousin–"
"Wait, who's your cousin?"
"Lydia Martin."
"That makes so much sense now", he laughed and glanced inside my class, "So, we're still going on that date today?"
Thank God he brought it up. "Hell yeah, babe. Today is all about me and you", I said, poking his chest.
Hopefully no werewolf stuff pops up today. Aside from Scott telling us that someone shot Derek last night, and that Derek revealed to him that he isn't the one that bit Scott and that there is in fact another werewolf out there. The Alpha. Which is the one who bit Scott.
He grinned at me and fist pumped the air, "I'm glad you said that. Today, I'm going to have you all to myself and nothing will stop that."
I leaned up and kissed him on the lips before walking inside my class, seeing the teacher handing out graded tests. I sat down in my chair behind Sam, who was next to Scott and Stiles is behind him which means Stiles is next to me. I hope that made sense.
"Hey", the three of them said together.
"Hey, my buddies! You get your test yet?", I asked excitedly but they shook their head. The three of them seemed a bit off. Usually, they were cheery, especially, in the morning. There was this gloomy aura looming around us at the moment.
Stiles tapped Scott, "If Derek isn't the one who bit you then who did?"
Scott shrugged, "I don't know."
Stiles leaned back before leaning forward again, "Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?"
"I don't know."
I rolled my eyes at the two but grinned when I received my test, the big A plastered on the top right, circled in red marker.
Stiles sighed impatiently before leaning back up, "Does Allison's dad know about the–"
"I don't know!"
Stiles jumped back from Scott's sudden outburst as the teens in the classroom glanced back at us, witnessing the whole scene. I laughed at the two idiots but stopped once Scott glared at me. The teacher gave Stiles his test, a big A on the front, and then Scott received his test, a big D- on the front.
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