"Where are we going?" Scott asks Stiles for the third time in the last five minutes.
I walk behind them, my boots crunching the dirt and the leaves on the ground. I try not to think about Derek still being alive.
"You'll see," Stiles answers.
"'Cause we really shouldn't be out here," Scott continues. "Our mom is in a constant state of freak-out from what happened at the school."
I nod to myself. She's been worrying about both of us non-stop and Scott even more because of how weird he's been acting lately with his breakup with Allison.
"Well, your mom isn't the sheriff, okay? There's no comparison, trust me," Stiles replies as we walk around a little building.
"Can you at least just tell me what we're doing out here?" Scott asks. I do a couple quick steps to catch up with them and then settle back into my slower pace.
"Yes," Stiles says. "When your best friend gets dumped -"
"I didn't get dumped. We're taking a break," Scott interrupts loudly. Stiles and I exchange a glance.
"Alright ... well, when your best friend gets told by his girlfriend that they're taking a break- " Stiles stops and holds up a bottle of Jack. "- you get your best friend drunk," he finishes.
"I guess we're not even going to go into the irony of the sheriff's kid drinking underage?" I raise an eyebrow.
"That's right, we're not," Stiles tells me.
"Okay," I sigh.
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Fanfiction"Don't be afraid of change. You might lose something good, but you'll gain something better." Emerson McCall is a pretty average high school student. She has one friend she shares with her brother, Scott, and between the two of them, she has all she...
