The Strawberry Blonde~~Lydia Martin

1.7.3

We all wait in the classroom, Jackson and Lydia leaning against the desk next to Allison, who was sitting on it while Stiles and I sat at the desk across from them. While Allison was still worrying about Scott, Stiles and I were whispering to each other. "So, what exactly happened. How did you two get trapped in the school in the first place?" I wonder.

"Derek thought Scott's boss, Deaton, was the Alpha so Scott decided to call the Alpha using the school speakers." Stiles starts off. "How?" I ask. "He roared this big awesome roar" Stiles explains with a grin. "And the Alpha came?" I ask and he nods. "Yeah, and killed Derek before trapping us in the school. We've been running around all over the place, trying to get out before Scott heard Allison's cell phone and...you know the rest" Stiles shrugs.

"And this all has to do with revenge against my family?" I ask and Stiles shrugs. "Your family hunts werewolves for a living" He brings up. "Not all of us. Allison and I don't" I point out. "But you're still apart of the family. You didn't even know about this until you caught Scott, Derek and I. If you hadn't, you might have become one yourself" He sighs.

"No. I don't think I'd be able to." I deny. "Jackson, you handed me the sulfuric acid, right?" Lydia suddenly asks, gaining our attention. "It has to be sulfuric acid. It won't ignite if it's not." Lydia explains. "I gave you exactly what you asked for, didn't I?" Jackson snaps. "Yeah. I'm sure you did" Lydia answers. "There's no need to be a jackass. We're all stuck in the same situation" I scowl over at Jackson.

Jackson just sends me a glare which I shrug off. We all hear a roar, echoing through the school and Jackson gasps holding his neck in pain. He falls to his knees, groaning in pain while holding his neck as Stiles and I send each other a look. Jackson starts screaming in pain as we notice claw marks on the back of his neck. Deep ones. After a little bit, he finally stops and Allison and Lydia worriedly help him up.

"Uh, no, I'm fine. Like, seriously, I'm okay" Jackson backs away from them, holding his neck. "That didn't sound okay at all" Allison shakes her head. "What's on the back of your neck?" Stiles points but Jackson quickly smacks his hand away. He sighs, rubbing his neck subconsciously again. Stiles and I send each other another look. Where'd he get that from?

"I said I'm fine." Jackson tells us. "Well, it's been there for days. He won't tell me what happened" Lydia brings up, "As if you actually care" Jackson snaps. "You snap one more time and I'm gonna snap your neck" I threaten through gritted teeth, stepping forward. "Okay, okay. Let's calm down" Stiles and Allison both pull me back away from him.

"You wont do anything" Jackson bites out. "All right, can we not argue for half a second here" Stiles sighs. "Where's Scott? He should be back by now." Allison worries. We hear a click in the door and see a shadowy figure. "Scott!" Allison rushes towards the door, starting to knock on it. She moves the chair and tries to open it but it won't open. "Scott!" She pounds on the door.

"Where's he going?" Lydia wonders. "Scott. Scott! Scott!" Allison continues to shout. "Stop. Stop!" Lydia yells and Allison stops. "Do you hear that?" She asks and we listen carefully. We could hear sirens in the distance. We all rush towards the window and look out to see Stiles' Dad and the cops. "Oh, thank God" I sigh in relief.

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Scott, Stiles and I follow after Stiles' Dad. "You sure it was Derek Hale?" The Sheriff wonders. "Yes" Scott nods. "I saw him too" Stiles and I nod in agreement. "What about the Janitor?" Scott asks. "We're still looking" The Sheriff sighs. "Did you check under the bleachers? Under them?" Scott questions. "Yeah, Scott, we looked" The Sheriff, Noah, nods.

"We pulled them out just like you asked, there's nothing." Noah informs us as we all give each other a look. "I'm not making this up." Scott tells him. "I know, I believe you, I do." Noah, stops to look back at him. "No, you don't. You have this look like you feel bad for me. Like you wanna believe me, but I know you don't" Scott snaps.