𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 - 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧/𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴

Chapter 7

I walk down the Hall with Allison heading towards our next class which we had together. Thank God.

Lydia had a free period. What a lucky girl.

"Vanessa?" Allison turns to me. "Can I tell you something? I just need to let it all out. " She says.

I look at her confusingly but nod, telling her to go on.

"It's my parents. I think they hiding something from me. "She sadly states.

"Well maybe they doing it to protect you, right?" I say. I look at her sadly. I know her parents are hubters and they know about the supernatural. I hate lying to her and my sister about all of this, but it's for their own protection.

"Yeah, I mean that's what I thought. But they're acting really weird and all. It's kind of scary. " She shrugs.

"They probably think that it's best for you because they thing that you won't handle the truth. They'll tell you when they're ready," I give her a reassuring smile.

She nods

We walk into class, taking seats next to each other. Allison sits behind Scott, trying to get his attention.

"Hey," She says. "When are you getting your phone fixed? I feel like I'm totally disconnected from you."

"Uhh... Soon, Very soon. "He says. There's something off about him. Does he not wanna talk to her?

"I changed lab partners, by the way," Allison smiles.

"Really, to who?" Scott asks.

He looks like he doesn't want to talk to Allison.

"To you dummy. That way I have an excuse to bring you home every night," She happily says. Smart.

Coach walks into the classroom.

"Ok let's settle down, we have a lot to cover today. Let's start with a quick summary of last night's reading," He says.

Greenberg puts his hand up.

"Greenberg but your hand down. Everyone knows you did the reading. "Coach shouts at him.

I put my hand up.

"How about... McCall. " He looks at Scott. I look at him in disbelief, slowly lowering my hand. Okay...

"Uh, which one Coach? " He opens his book, while slowly sliding down under his table.

"Scott, last night's reading? " Coach asks, obviously getting irritated.

"What? Last night's reading?" Scott asks yet again.

Coach raised a brow and scoffed. "No? How about the reading of the Gettysburg Address?"

Scott confusingly looked at Coach.
"What?"

"That sarcasm. Are you familiar with the term sarcasm, McCall? " Coach asks.

Scott turns to look at Stiles, who smiles at him. "Very," He says.

"Did you do the reading or not?" Coach asks him, getting really angry now.

"Uh... I think I forgot... "Scott says, sinking deeper into his seat.

"Nice work, McCall. It's not like you're not averaging a D in this class. Come on, buddy, you know I can't keep you on the team if you have a D." Coach shouts the first part at him, saying the last gently.

"How about you summarize the previous night's reading?. No? Ok, how about the night before that?. No? How about you summarize anything you've ever read in your entire life?! " Coach shouted even louder than before.