Strange things always happen in the town of Beacon Hills, and life is hard for teenagers, with things like exams, classes, pesky teachers, drama and the occasional full moon, no one can really be prepared for anything.
That leads us to the main prot...
"I never should have opened my door. I never should have yes. I never should have gotten in this car, and I'm never speaking to either of you again!" I snapped at Scott and Stiles as pressed down harder on the gas pedal,
"Your exaggerating," Stiles said from the back seat and I could hear the smile in voice, "we have like biology, P.E, and math together tomorrow,"
"I don't think he's exaggerating," Scott muttered to him, I looked in the mirror to see the SUV still following us, even though I was going about the speed limit,
"Could you drive a little faster," Stiles said slapping the seat, implying the necessity of us escaping,
"Could you slow down!" Scott shouted as he contradicted his best friend,
"I spend one, terror filled night inside the high school with you two, and suddenly your like a fever I can't shake," I complained to them, I slowed down the car as I took a right turn, then I sped up and shifted gears as I tried to lose the SUV that was chasing us,
"It's was Stiles' idea to bring you along," Scott said throwing Stiles under the bus, I glanced at the two in the rear view mirror as I drove closer to the industrial area of the town,
"Well duh, we scratch Derek's car, Derek scratch's us, with his claws might I add," Stiles said, I noticed Scott bringing his nose closer to the window, "on the other hand, if you scratch Derek's car, you'll be scratching him in a different way,"
"What's that supposed to me-" I started to yell,
"Turn right! Head towards the Iron Works factory," Scott said cutting me, I shifted gears and I swerved the car onto the road, as I drove us further into the area,
The road turned from solid asphalt to a dusty gravel, with what looked like railway tracks in them. I concentrated on driving fast without getting us killed in the process, however that wouldn't work to well with the dynamic duo, trying to back seat driving.
"Uh? Leo? I think you need to go faster," Stiles said to me, I glanced in the rear mirror to see the SUV inching closer and closer to us,
"Faster?" Scott asked him,
"Much faster," Stiles said to him, as I swerved the car down the road, before shifting the car into another gear increasing the speed,
"Faster it is," I said as I pressed the accelerator harder, I noticed the headlights of the SUV slowly fading back, but I also saw Scott flinching in the back seat,
