Forgotten

Magic Bullet // chapter 9

I sit in class and look over at Stiles who is practically drilling Scott. Continuously asking Scott questions when clearly Scott isn't in a very good mood after last nights news. Turns out that Derek didn't bite Scott after all, it was another werewolf, one much more powerful. The alpha.

"If Derek isn't the Alpha, if he's not the one who bit you, then who did?" Stiles asks leaning forward in his seat. I listened in, because I was also dying to know more. 

" I don't know." Scott mumbles. Scott looks down at whats on his desk trying not to get distracted by a very eager Stiles.

"Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?" I ask curiously looking at Scott. I tried to ask him nicley so he wouldn't get any more upset. I don't think it worked that well.

" I don't know." He replies continuing to look down not glancing back at me or Stiles.

"Does Allison's dad know about the Alpha?" Stiles asks getting a little too excited if you ask me. Sometimes I think Stiles may need to cut back on the adderal.

" I don't know!" Scott shouts causing some people to glance back at us. The teacher even pauses for a second as if not knowing what to say. I bite the corner of my lip.

Jeez Scott is crabby today.

The teacher passes back our U.S. History chapter one tests that the we took last week. I look over at Stiles who had gotten an A on his test. Of course he got an A, hes like a study freak! Whenever I look over at him he always seems to be highlighting something, with his three favorite highlighters.

I turn so im facing towards Scott's desk. I glance over at Scott who had a big "D-" circled in red ink on his paper.

"Dude, you need to study more.." Stiles says  as Scott gives him the death glare.

"That was a joke." He mumbles awkwardly. Leaning back again into his desk chair.

"You can just make it up." I added giving Scott a small smile of encouragement. Still I am not helping very much.

Then the teacher comes down my row and passes back my test. I look down to find a C in red ink. I sigh and rest my face in my palm, feeling my face get warm. I actually thought I did good.

"Need help studying tonight?" Stiles asks Scott leaning forward in his seat again and resting his hand on Scott's shoulder.

"No. I'm studying with Allison after school today." Scott says putting his test quickly in his folder as if he's ashamed of his score on the test.

"That's my boy." Stiles says patting him on the shoulder with a big grin spreading across his adorably conniving face.

I roll my eyes glaring at stiles in disgust. Who shrugs continuing to smile even bigger.

"You're disgusting, Stiles." I say looking at him and then turn back to look at Scott.

"Were just studying." Scott says with a hint of confusion.

"Uh, no, you're not." Stiles exclaims waving his left hand a tiny bit.

"No, I'm not?" Scott says bluntly.

"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you. If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity, I swear to God I'll have you de-balled" Stiles snorts.

"Well if you aren't helping Scott study could you maybe help me? And I mean like actual studying, not whatever the hell Scott is doing." I say looking over at Stiles who isn't saying anything.

I close my eyes "You know what, I don't even wanna know what Scott's doing."

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Later after school I caught up with Allison and Lydia in the hallway.
"Scott's coming over?" Lydia asks Allison as we walk up the stairs.