Up To Us // Teen Wolf Spin-Off

1.1.6

Can't We Have Some Control...

"Sal, You look awful," Noah commented on their ride to school. She glared at him and he instantly took it back.

"I mean... in a good way, when did you go to sleep last night?" He questioned.

"I didn't." Allison snapped.

"What! Why not?" He continued to ask, as they got out of her truck and started walking towards the school.

"Because I tried, but I kept hearing voices and once I figured out what to do with you, I tried figuring out my situation. You should see my room, it looks terrible. There are sticky notes and red string everywhere and I'm still confused." Allison sighed and Noah placed a hand on her back to comfort the sleep-deprived girl.

"We'll figure it out, I promise." She nodded her head and placed her bag in the locker. They headed towards Scott's mythology class and halfway through the lesson, Allison felt her eyes start to drop. Voices began to ring through her ears and she was trapped somewhere dark and cold. The poor girl couldn't wake up.

This was my game! Think you could beat me at my game?!

It yelled and Ally jumped awake.

"Allison." She heard Scott call out.

"Sorry, I must've fallen asleep." The class laughed a little and Allison quickly counted her fingers, making sure there were still ten. Noah looked at his best friend and said,

"You weren't asleep."

"What?!" Allison saw Scott walk down the row and grab the worksheet from her desk. Scott remembered that when this was Stiles, he wrote down 'wake up' over and over again. She was scared when he collected the papers. She hadn't been doing the work and knew she would get a zero.

"I'm not grading this, I'm just reusing it." He told her. Allison nodded her head and watched as he collected everyone else's worksheets. The bell rang and Noah quickly covered his ears, grunting in pain. She tapped his arm, letting him know that she was right there. They got up and walked over to her locker across the hall. Scott was in the doorway watching the two teenagers, but staring at the paper he collected from Allison.

"So, do you know what to do for tonight?" Noah anxiously questioned the girl, especially after what just happened when the bell rang.

"Yes, I did as much research as I could and..." she paused, opening up her locker.

"I brought these!" As if on cue, Allison fumbled with the bag and it tipped over. The chains slowly fell to the ground in a straight line, taking about three minutes to actually finish. Noah's eyes widened and his jaw dropped a little.

Allison looked around the hall, slightly embarrassed, and saw Scott staring, with the same expression as his son. Some of the lacrosse boys decided to speak up,

"Woah Stiles, I didn't know you were kinky!" A boy named Luke teased.

The girl sighed, she wasn't too embarrassed. Allison was known to constantly make a fool of herself. Another boy continued the hazing,

"If I'd known you were like that Stilinski, I would've tried to tap that ass a long time ago!" She rolled her eyes at the boy, who's name was Ben and quickly tried to pick up the chains.

She made a lot of noise putting the metal back into her bag and stuffed it inside of her locker. Allison heard a growl and looked at Noah. His eyes were glowing yellow, along with having his fangs and claws out. She gasped and quickly shoved his head into her open locker.

"Stop!" She shouted in a whisper.

"I don't know how!"

"Look. Just think about something that calms you down." Allison said, rubbing his back. She watched as his dad walked over. Before he could open his mouth, another male teacher who was waiting for the teens to join his second-period economics class, Mr. Dena spoke first.

"Stilinski!" The girl jumped up and quickly turned around. She knew he saw the chains fall from her bag. Everyone saw it.

"When do you two plan on joining my class? You're both late!" he yelled.

"I know! I just have to make sure my bag doesn't fall over again!" She defended.

"Do you know how deeply you disturb me?" Allison made a dumb face and replied,

"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say... deeply?" Mr. Dena shook his head and walked away. Scott covered his mouth trying not to laugh. He had a flashback of being in the locker room with Stiles when the same thing happened.

That's when it hit him. Stiles only had chains to tie him up on the full moon. Why did Allison have chains? He saw that Noah had his head in her locker and thought maybe... he was a werewolf.

"What's wrong with you two?" He asked.

"I'm tired and he's sick." Allison quickly replied. She watched as Noah's dad grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. Luckily he was back to normal. Allison sighed in relief and then heard a voice shouting,

SHOOT ME!

She quickly covered her ears and Scott looked at the girl.

"I have to go." She whispered.

"What?" Both McCall's said at the same time.

"Look. I gotta go, sorry to leave ya hanging!" The teen shouted and ran out of the building. She got into Bullet and sped off towards the woods. Scott called Lydia, scared for Allison.

"I'm gonna send you a picture. She thought she was sleeping, but she wasn't. It reminded me of what happened to Stiles, but she wrote all of this stuff down... like you do when you have premonitions. She doesn't even know that she wrote it." He spoke to the banshee over the phone, sending the picture.

"Oh my God. So it is the nogitsune. I'll call Stiles, we were gonna check her room together. He thinks Allison didn't sleep last night. We gave her the Bestiary, I'm sure she has some sort of board mapped out in her room." Lydia told the alpha.

"Okay, see what she has because anything could help. She left and I don't know why or where to." Scott told her mother.

"What do you mean she left?"

"Her and Noah were acting extremely weird and then the next thing I know, she was sprinting out of the school," Scott explained.

"Noah's acting weird too?" Lydia questioned.

"Yea and I think I know how to get them to talk."

"How?"