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Chapter 4: Boyd's Next

"Two's not enough for Derek. I know he needs at least three. So who's next?" Scott asked as we were standing in front of Erica at the lockers. She smiled as she closed her locker and looked at Scott.

"Why does there have to be a next when we've already got you, Scott? Of course Stephanie's here too, but she's kind of like a failed werewolf." Erica explained.

"Who's next?" Scott said in a more annoyed tone.

"You know, I never knew what I looked like during a seizure until someone took a video of me once and put it online?" Erica started.

"Look, we don't care." I interrupted.

"It happened during class. I started seizing at my desk and everyone was saying how they should put something in my mouth until some genius reads the card on my keyring which tells him not to 'cause it could break my teeth."

"Erica." Scott interrupted her again.

"Do you know what happens next? I piss myself. And they start laughing. You know, the only good thing about seizures was that I never remembered them. Until some brilliant jerkoff..." Erica pushed him against one of the lockers as she continued her story. "Had to go and put cameras in everybody's phone. Look at me now, Scott." It was then that I saw Allison was watching the scene. "that's right. You only have eyes for her." I took Erica's wrist, which made her angry as she just walked away.

"You better go talk to her. She didn't look happy." I said as it looked like Allison had already left.

"O no." Scott mumbled as he walked away.

***

It was lunch when Scott and I were waiting for my brother at our table.

"Scott. Do you see that?" My brother said as he finally arrived.

"What? It's an empty table." Scott commented.

"Yeah, but who's empty table?" Stiles asked.

"Boyd." I answered as I looked at the two.

We left the room as we needed to talk somewhere else.

"We'll go to the ice rink and see if he's there. And if he's not at home, you call one of us, got it?" Scott explained as he looked at us.

"Maybe we should let him. Boyd, you know, man? You said Derek's giving them a choice, right?" Stiles replied.

"We can't."

"You gotta admit, Erica looks pretty good. You know, the word 'sensational' comes to mind." Stiles continued as we didn't care.

"How good do you think she's gonna look with a wolfsbane bullet in her head?" I smiled as I looked at my brother.

"All right, all I'm saying is maybe this one isn't totally your responsibility." Stiles answered.

"They are." Scott said as he looked at the floor.

"You know this thing's gonna get out of control. That makes us responsible." I added.

"All right, I'm with you. And I also gotta say this newfound heroism is making me very attracted to you two." Stiles smiled as he looked at us.

"Shut up." Scott and I said at the same time.

"No, seriously. Do you wanne just try making out for a sec?" Scott laughed as he pushed him forwards slightly. "Just to see how it feels."

***

We entered the ice rink as we saw Boyd just doing his job.

"Boyd." Scott said as we walked towards him. "We just wanna talk. Hey, come on, Boyd, please. Did Derek tell you everything? And I don't just mean going out of control on full moons. I mean everything." He stopped the machine he was sitting in and looked at us.