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KING OF OKAY

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CHAPTER TWO - KING OF OKAY

"It was too dark to see much but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf." Scott said, finally feeling a little more cheery now he was with his Adderall addicted best friend, Stiles Stilinski.

Ever since the...accident the previous night before, the only McCall child had been unnerved at Nicholas' presence--then he was even more awkward this morning when the tall British teen nearly knocked him over while he was locking his bike up. Scott thought it must be nice to be friends with Nicholas, he seemed pretty cool but he wasn't sure he could fit in: Nicholas drank, Scott didn't; Nicholas was a sex god, Scotty-boy was still a virgin; Nicholas was a walking cigarette dispenser as cigarettes seemed to appear from out of thin air whereas Scott had never touched one.

"A wolf bit you last night in the woods?" Stiles exclaimed, interrupting Scott's thoughts. The two were still stood outside. "No, not a chance."

"I heard a wolf howling."

"No, you didn't." Stiles scoffed, rolling his eyes in the way Nick did (in secret, Stiles had practised this eye roll that he had seen the Pennington boy do on several occasions).

"What do you mean 'no, I didn't'? How do you know what I heard?" Scott thought for a moment, attempting to create a plausible argument. "Nicholas was there, I bet he'd agree with me." At this, Stiles did a weird chicken movement of his head as his jaw dropped slightly.

"Nicholas was there?" Scott nodded. Stiles stuttered briefly. "Okay, one: California doesn't have wolves. Not for the last sixty years. Two: Nicholas will never back you up, we're not cool enough!" Stiles did a wiggle of his arm at the word 'cool', mocking the word slightly because he was just too tired of being ignored by everyone.

"Really? No wolves?"

"Yes, really. There are no wolves in California."

"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not going to believe me when I tell you that Nicholas and I saw the body."

"You found it? Are you kidding?"

"I wish." Interjected an unfamiliar voice to Stiles but not to Scott due to the fact that he had already spoken to the interrupter once today. "I'm going to have nightmares about it for the next month. It was worse then that one time I walked in on my dad in the shower."

Stiles' eyes widened at the presence of Nicholas. He was unsure how to react, the hazel eyes boy was literally lost for words.

"Uh, hi, Nicholas." Scott mumbled as he hoisted his backpack higher.

"Hey, Scott." Nicholas responded whilst searching around his bag for a protein bar. "How's the abdomen?"

"How?" He quickly asked, growing tired of how observant Nick was.

"Saw you showing Stilinski."

"Oh. Well, it's fine. Just hurt it this morning." He looked to Stiles for help who was still struggling to comprehend the fact that one of Lydia Martin's best friends was talking to them. "Uh, how's the head? Is that okay, are-are you okay?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course I'm okay. I'm the king of okay!" Nicholas chuckled a bit, looking at the two trying to hide how the majority wasn't in fact 'okay' and it wasn't because of some fucking bump on his head. "Listen, I'm not sure if it was because I was just about to pass out but after we saw that dead chick, did you hear a howl?"