Scent of a dream

after school special

Chapter 3: After school special

When the bell rings, Scott and Isaac both get up to leave, eager to get out of school. Before they get the chance to go they are stopped by Mr. Harris.

“Mr. Lahey don't bother leaving your seat your detention will start as soon as the other delinquents arrive.”

Scott starts to gather up the remainder of his things cramming them into his backpack.

“Don't worry. I'll find Stiles, get him to loan me the Jeep and go talk to Miss Morrell. I'll meet you in the parking lot as soon as you're done here.” Scott says with a smile.

Scott stops to steal one last glance at Isaac. Unlike Scott, Isaac is methodical in the way he put things back into his bag, everything neatly organized and in its place. Isaac starts to look up as if he can feel Scott eyes on him, so Scott quickly leaves heading for the hall where the sophomores have their lockers, hoping to catch Stiles before he leaves for the day. As if on cue, when Scott turns down the hall heading to his and Stiles’ locker, Stiles comes around the corner at the other end of the hallway. When he catches sight of Scott he breaks into the run cutting his way through the crowd of students desperately trying to escape their jail.

“Scott, did you hear? Have you heard yet?” Stiles asks while panting for breath as they meet up at their lockers.

“Of course I heard. Isaac's fight with the twins happened right outside of Mr. Harris class. How do you know already?”

“No, no, not that. Wait. What? Isaac got in a fight? Is he okay?”

“Yeah he's fine. It wasn't really even a fight. The twins beat the crap out of each other trying to make it look like Isaac had done it. He's in detention now for it. If you're not talking about the fight what are you talking about?”

“The music teacher Scott. He never showed up for band class today.”

“Well seeing as most kids in band ditch anyway, it was only a matter of time before the teacher ditch too.”

“No Scott you're not getting it. His car is still in the parking lot. All his stuff on his desk. Lydia even found his phone on the piano. He is missing Scott. He was taken like the others.”

“You don't know that Stiles. He could have gotten sick and had someone come pick him up for all you know.”

“Say that now and I'll be telling you I told you so when they find the body.”

“Why do you always have to go to the worst case scenario?”

“Because this is Beacon Hills. When had anything good ever happened here?”

“Shit! I'm running late!” Scott says looking at the clock on the wall above them.

“They're still making you see the guidance counselor?” Stiles ask while he fiddles with something in his locker.

“Yeah. I guess the principal thinks it'll help me keep on track this year. I have to see her once a week. After destroying the locker room and library fighting with Jackson last year I think I'm getting off pretty easy. They could have expelled me or held me back or something. So if I have to talk to the school's guidance counselor once a week it's not really that bad I guess.”

Scott and Stiles both turn to their lockers, unloading the books they don't need to bring home for the weekend and grabbing the ones that they do.

“We'll talk later,” Stiles says pulling his backpack over his shoulder and turning to leave.

“Stiles wait I need the keys to the Jeep.”