Forgotten

Pack mentality // chapter 8

I park my red convertible near the back of the school. I walk past a Porsche. Jackson's Porsche. Unlike me he likes to be the center of attention, and has to park in the very front.
To my left there's a bunch of cop cars lined up around a school bus. There is blood everywhere. I feel my heart drop. Was someone murdered? Then a though crossed my mind did it have to do with Derek hale? Staring at all the blood was now starting to make me feel sick.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. I practically jump three feet off of the ground.
I turn around to see its Allison.
"I wondered what happened." Allison said pointing to the scene. Allison is wearing a black patterned top with skinny jeans and heeled boots, with her hair curled nicely. Ugh why do her and Lydia have to try so hard with their outfits?

We started making our way into school.

I grabbed my phone to look up what happened. As my internet loads me and Allison wait to see if there's any news.
"It doesn't say what happened yet" Me and Allison walk while looking down at my phone.
Then out of nowhere Scott backs up into Allison. Allison screams and jumps dropping all of her stuff all over the floor.
"You scared the hell out of me" she said laughing.
"You're okay?" Scott said questioning her.
"Once my heart starts beating again, Yeah."
"What?" Allison looked at Scott. Scott looked like he was so surprised like he was seeing a ghost or something.
"I'm just happy too see you!" Scott said while helping her pick up her stuff.

I felt awkward standing her I was kinda third wheeling..
"I have to go I'll see you guys later." I said and quickly flash them both a smile. As I was walking away, I heard a voice come through the speakers. "Attention students, this is your principle. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our busses. While police determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled. Thank you." After that last comment a lot of students sighed and groaned. Apparently school really isn't cancelled for anything. I frowned. Stupid school.

Just as the bell rang I walk into the classroom looking around for an open desk. I spot an open desk in the third row. I sit down quietly setting my binder on my desk. Feeling like a pair of eyes were on me I glance to my right.

I see Stiles.

My heart flips in my chest and my stomach flutters. I don't understand why I feel so funny all of a sudden.

Stiles was on the other side of the room. Our eyes met and I couldn't help but smile at him. He returned the smile his face turning a shade of pink.
Was he.. blushing?

The teacher started talking but my mind wandered off to a million different things.

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"Why are you acting so weird when you ran into me and Allison today?" I say slowly following Stiles and Scott to the cafeteria.
"Who Scott? He's always weird." Stiles said sarcastically. We walked past my brother who was trying to fix his smashed up locker. I laughed when I saw it. Stiles also looked very pleased.
We kept walking.

"Scott thinks that he had something to do with the bus incident outside of the school. He had a dream that was very similar to the incident." my mouth made a small "o". I honestly doubt that Scott had anything to do with this. If anything it's probably Derek hale.
But when I looked over at Scott he looked really worried.

We grabbed our lunch from the lunch line, which of course looked disgusting because it is a school lunch.

"But Dreams aren't memories." Stiles said while we sat down at the table. I took a seat to the left of Stiles and across from Scott.

"It wasn't a dream!" Scott slid his tray to the side.
"Something happened last night and I can't remember what."

Me and Stiles exchanged a look.