CHAPTER FOUR ;
I guess plans changed considering the fact I skipped the day to hang out with Lydia's gang, better yet I ditched to hang out with Stiles. Maybe I shouldn't have skipped it since I'm alone in the video store looking for The Notebook. I entered the store and literally no one was here except me and one other employee.
I looked through the stacks looking for the DVD. "Holy shit." I gasped when Jackson bumps his body to mines.
"McCall? What are you doing here?" Jackson hissed.
I rolled my eyes, "Sorry to you too. Why do you care?" I snarled annoyed with his pathetic attitude.
"Looking for The Notebook." He sighed. Why would Jackson Whitmore want to do with The Notebook?
"You looking for The Notebook?" I laughed, this has to be a joke. Jackson doesn't have enough emotions to watch this perfectly produced movie.
"Its for Lydia. She's forcing me to watch it with her." He groaned, making me laugh even more. I sighed once more before leaving Jackson and off to my own adventure.
As I looked through the shelves I finally found one copy. I walked to the cashier to rent this freaking movie. "Hello?" I shouted, it seems like no one is here. You've got to be kidding me, this place has awful customer service.
"Why the hell are you yelling for McCall?" Jackson asked coming towards me.
I moved closer to the cashier to see a dead body. Its a freaking dead body. "Jackson!" I shouted. "Jackson?!" I called out once more.
"What?" I hear him reply. "Holy shit, that's a dead body." He gasped.
"No shit Sherlock." I replied still shocked. I turned my head around when I hear a bunch of DVD's falling out of their shelves.
"Jane, get out." Jackson ordered.
"To hell I am." I replied. What the hell? Once I moved closer I could see a red glowing eyes staring straight at me.
"Jackson do you se-"
All hail breaks loose.
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"Stay here. We need to get this area locked up." Sheriff Stilinski ordered.
My head was in a blur, what the helll just happened? All I remember was looking for the Notebook and now I'm in the back of an ambulance with an ice pack on my head. "Can't I just go home? I feel fine." I complained.
"EMT says you hit your head pretty hard. They want to make sure you don't have a concussion." He replied. "Look I'm totally fine, I just want to go home." I sighed.
"Jane?" I looked up to see Stiles walking towards me, and I sent him a warm smile. "What the hell?"
"Hey." I greeted, "Where's Scott?" I asked.
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McCall's Sister ⟁ Stiles Stilinski
FanfictionJane McCall the youngest out of the McCall family. Jane McCall is shy, sarcastic, intelligent and a book worm. How could anyone like her? She may not have a lot of friends but the only friends she could count on was her big brother Scott and his bes...
