Problems TVD/TW [1] **Completed**

Lunatic

McCall House:

Melissa: Dahlia, what are you doing awake? It's 5am.
Dahlia: Couldn't sleep. Thought a nice cup of coffee would help. You don't mind, do you?
Melissa: Of course not sweetie. Whatever is in this house, is yours as well.
Dahlia: Thanks Melissa.
Melissa: Wanna come wake Scott up with me?
Dahlia: Can I pour freezing cold water on him?
Melissa: If he doesn't wake up, I don't see why not. *they laugh* Come on.

Radio Announcer: Beautiful Monday morning! Beacon Hills High School is back open after being closed Thursday and Friday. Police search continues for alleged killer Derek Hale-
Melissa: I should really set that to buzzer.
Dahlia: You alive in there?
Scott: No.
Dahlia: You ready to go back to school?
Scott: No.
Melissa: Want a brand new car? *Scott shoots up* Me, too! This isn't just about what happened at the school, is it? I mean, it's about what's-her-name.
Dahlia: Wow. She hit you hard.
Melissa: You wanna talk about it?
Scott: Not with you.
Melissa: Hey! I've been through a few breakups myself, you know. I mean, disastrous ones, actually.
Scott: I don't care about your breakups, mom. I'm gonna get her back.
Dahlia: Good luck with that one, Scotty.

Stefan: *whispers to Dahlia* Did you tell him yet?
Dahlia: No. He's still pretty upset about Allison. I'm waiting for the right time. Right now, I think I should just keep my distance.

Beacon Hills High School:

Allison: It's just weird. Everybody's talking about what happened the other night, and nobody knows it was us.
Dahlia: I don't even remember most if the night anyway.
Lydia: Thank you for the Protection of Minors... And Dahlia's temporary memory loss. *they all laugh*
Allison: Do you guys think I made the wrong decision?
Lydia: About that jacket with that dress? Absolutely.
Bonnie: Uh, I think she means about Scott?
Allison: Yeah.
Lydia: Hello? Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead. He's lucky we're not pressing charges...
Dahlia: Or making him pay our therapy bills...

Chemistry Class:

*Scott walks in and stands near Allison and Dahlia*
Scott: Allison...
Harris: Mr. McCall, please take a seat.
Scott: Dolly...
Dahlia: Don't, Scott. Just don't.
Harris: You have forty-five minutes to complete the test. Twenty-five percent if your grade can be warned right now simply by writing your name on the cover of the blue book. However, as happens every year, one if you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover, and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher. So, let's get the disappointment over with. Begin!
*Dahlia glancea at Scott with tears in her eyes and he runs out of the class*
Harris: Mr. McCall? *Stiles runs after him* Mr. Stilinski!
*Dahlia grabs her chest*
Dahlia: Mr. Harris, can I go to the bathroom? I already finished the test.
Harris: Hurry. *Stefan and Bonnie run after her*
Stefan: Dahlia, are you okay?
Dahlia: I don't know. *runs to the bathrooms with Bonnie following*
Bonnie: Dolly, what's wrong?
Dahlia: I-I can't breathe! I can't breathe!
Bonnie: It's okay. Deep breaths, deep breaths. You're okay.
Stefan: Is it safe to come in?
Bonnie: Yes!
Stefan: Are you okay?
Dahlia: I don't know what happened. I saw Scott run out and my chest just tightened. I've never felt that before.
Bonnie: Maybe it was a panic attack. I got them a lot when my mom left.
Dahlia: Why do they even exist? They hurt so bad.
Stefan: Just as long as you're okay.