The Other McCall ✢ Stilinski | 1

THIRTEEN

THIRTEEN

"Stupid Harris." I muttered. Yeah I'm pissed. Mr. Harris has made me do the whole shelf booking in the library, by myself. I'm so gonna kill that guy if no one else does.

I swear he's always had a grudge on either me or Stiles. Was it because we talked to each other in class too often? Or was it because we are both sarcastic and smart and correct Mr. Harris most of the time... I think those are pretty good valid reasons to hate us, but not
so much that he'd make a student do the whole library by herself.

As soon as I placed the last book in, I cheer and jumped up and down a few times. I giggle at myself and I walked towards the door.

I leave, the door locking itself on the way out. I smirk, crossing my arms as I walked down the empty, yet creepy vibe. I past Stiles' locker and a few locker's down was mine. I guess we got lucky being so close to each other in lockers, we're like locker buddies, but not.

As I made my way out of the doors, the air hits me cold. I breathe out, and I scan the car parking lot. It was empty, other than Stiles' car and Jackson's car—wait, why are they here? More importantly, they're here?!

I let out a nervous gulp as my eyes trace along to see Jackson and Lydia starring at my Stiles' car. My eyes widen. Lydia's here, too?

"H—hey!" I called out, and I ran towards them in my combat boots. They turned around, and Lydia raised an eyebrow as my running slowed down, and I stood next to them. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" Lydia shoots back, making me rolled my eyes.

"Mr. Harris gave me detention, you?"

"Allison got a text from Scott saying to meet us here when they were supposed to be on a date," Lydia explained.

"Where's Allison?"

"Looking for Scott, and I think his friend is in there, too." My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Stiles, I hope they're alright. I gulped and looked at the claw marks on Stiles' Jeep.

"Oh, what the hell? Stiles is gonna be pissed." I mumble, and I notice Jackson walking towards the school, my head turned towards him. "Jackson?" He ignored me.

"Are you gonna find Allison?" Lydia worried. "Jackson!" She then walked off, following her boyfriend and I looked around, nervously. I then follow them, not wanting to be alone.

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"There's one right here." Lydia huffs as we opened the door to the hallway, Lydia's been complaining that she needs to go toilet.

"Are you kidding me? You have to use the bathroom now?" Jackson hissed.

"Yes, now." Lydia snapped. "Do you have a problem with my performing a basic biological function?"

"You know, I'm starting to have a problem with all your functions." Jackson snapped right back.

"Oh, my god. Lydia, go to the bathroom, Jackson, shut the hell up." I groan, and Lydia glared at Jackson before she turned to the girl's bathroom. Jackson sighed. I bit on my lower lip.

"McCall?" Jackson called up and I looked at him, he wasn't talking to me. I cock my head down the hallway and saw a figure standing in the shadows along the lockers. "Scott?" Jackson had backed up. Who is this? Is this some sort of prank? "Derek?"

My eyes widen. Jackson knows Derek? That's when the human shake figure jumped down on fall legs and ran off. My heartbeat quickened. Lydia then came into view. Finally. "Did you find them?" Lydia asked.