In the midst of a world wide pandemic, three best friends decide that they'll break the quarantine just once because they missed one another. After all, nothing bad could happen in just one night? All they wanted to do was hang out, maybe binge a sh...
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(I went through and changed the actress that plays Briella; that is her above now)
"Jared, I'm warning you. I'm an empathetic vomiter." Zelda looked up at the sound of Coach's voice as he bugs Jared once again, "You throw up, I'm gonna throw up right back on your. And it will be profoundly disgusting."
Jared gripped onto his stomach tightly as he felt it churn, "Please don't talk about throwing up. It's not good."
"I might throw up on you just to make a point, Jared."
Jared groaned and shook his head, "It's not good. It's not good."
"Now the rest of you-" Coach bellows at the others on the bus, "Don't think we're gonna miss this meet because of a slight traffic jam, a minor tornado warning, Jared... We're gonna make this thing. Nothing is gonna stop us!" He noticed Stiles raising his hand up, "Stilinski, put your hand down."
"You know, there's, like, a food exit about half a mile up." Stiles states his suggestion out loud, mainly doing this for Scott's benefit but it would help everyone on the bus, "I don't know if we stop and then maybe traffic-"
"We're not gonna stop."
"Okay, but if we stop-"
"Stilinski! Shut it!" Coach blew his whistle and continued to yell at the top of his lungs, "Seriously! It's a little bus! Stop asking me questions!"
Stiles sank back into his seat, "I hate him." He covered his mouth before sighing and looking at Scott, "Did you call Deaton?"
"I did." Zelda raises her phone up before shoving it into her pocket, "But it keeps going to his voice mail."
"That's it." Stiles took his own phone out now, "I'm calling Briella, Lydia, and Allison."
"How are they gonna help-" Scott grunts out while holding the back of the seat, "-back in Beacon Hills?"
"They're not." Stiles informs them both, "They've been following us for hours. Pathetic."
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Briella lifted her phone up and showed the two girls, "They're onto us."
"No, they're not. Just answer the phone." Allison quickly says but Briella tosses her phone over at Lydia and sank back down in the seat.
"Hey, Stiles-" Lydia drags his name out and scratches the back of her head before lying, "Yeah, we're just about to walk into a movie, uh, you know, since I answered for Briella cause she's holding the popcorn and-"
"I know you guys are right behind us. Put me on speaker."
Lydia winced and did as he said, "Okay."
"Look-" Stiles says on the other end, "Scott's still hurt. Zelda is perfectly fine but he's not."
"What do you mean still?" Allison questions, "He's not healing?"
