"You didn't come to class," Scott points out as soon as I walk up to the lunch table.
"I did not," I agree, refusing to make eye contact with him. I set my bag down on the chair next to me so that Stiles can't sit there and then rest my chin in my hands.
"Where were you?" my brother asks.
"Nowhere, Scott." I rub my eyes. They still feel puffy from crying.
"Were you with Derek?" When I look up at him, I see his eyes are wide.
"No," I snap irritably.
"Wow, okay. You do not look happy," Stiles tells me as he sets his tray down next to Scott.
"I'm not happy," I quip.
Stiles stares at me for a minute before turning his face towards Scott slowly. "Did you get her to give you the necklace?"
"Not exactly," Scott reports.
Stiles sighs defeatedly. "What happened?"
"She told me not to talk to her," Scott announces. "At all."
"So, she's not giving you -"
"She's not giving me the necklace!" Scott snaps.
I can feel the tension sitting over our table, like a cloud.
"Well, did you find anything else out?" Stiles tries.
"Just that I know nothing about girls and that they're totally psychotic."
"We're not psychotic, Scott," I argue.
"How else do you explain it?" Scott raises his eyebrows at me. His forehead crinkles as he stares at me.
"Allison has no idea what happened that night. She doesn't know about all the different forces going on. She didn't know about werewolves or Derek or the Alpha! All she knows is that you left when she need you most!" I explode.
"How do you know I was talking about Allison?" Scott looks at me levelly.
"Because we're not talking about me," I fire back.
"Wait - you said 'didn't,'" Stiles interrupts us.
I turn to look at him. "What?"
"You said she didn't know about werewolves or Derek, not that she doesn't know."
"It was a slip of the tongue, Stiles." I lean over and grab my bag. "Calm down. You can stop accusing me of telling everything to everyone. The fact that I can see things was my secret to tell, and you -"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Stiles throws his arms up. "I didn't say you told her. All I said was -"
"Guys! He's watching us," Scott hisses. I follow his gaze, dropping my bag strap. Jackson is staring at the three of us intensely. "Act normal."
Instead of acting normal, I keep staring, turned around completely in my chair, and scowling.
"Scott." I see Jackson's mouth move and I hear his whisper as if it was right in my ear. "Can you hear me? You can, can't you?"
"What's wrong?" Stiles whispers.
"Jackson's talking," I answer.
"He's talking to me," Scott adds. "He knows I can hear him. Look at me. Just talk to me. Act normal. Pretend that nothing's happening. Emerson, turn around."
"No, actually, I'm leaving," I say as I stand up and grab my bag.
"Wait - where are you going?" Stiles asks. I ignore him, listening to Jackson instead.
"Are you pretending not to hear me?" Jackson asks, getting up and walking to the other side of the cafeteria. "Looking for me, McCall? I'm right here."
I sit down in the chair that Jackson was sitting in moments before.
"Jackson's -" Allison starts to protest.
"I know." I nod. "I just need to ask you if you have your necklace."
"I do," Allison says slowly. "Not on me. It's in my locker."
"Do you think I could borrow it? I know it's a family thing and everything, but I've got an outfit planned for tomorrow that it would look perfect with and -" I lie.
"An outfit?" Lydia's interest is peaked. I nod once.
"Of course you can borrow it," Allison tells me. "I'll get it to you next period."
"Thanks." I start to stand up again, but Lydia stops me with her voice.
"I'm coming over to your house tonight, and we're planning this outfit together," Lydia informs me. She doesn't leave any room for questions.
A loud clatter snatches my attention, and I see Scott gripping a broken lunch tray.
"Wha -" Allison starts to ask me, but I hurry out of the cafeteria faster than she can make her question.
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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...
