Too Long

Chapter 11: Bandaids

Ramie and Scott were bickering over whose turn it was to do the dishes that night when Stiles sprinted into the classroom, not so gracefully sliding into the seat behind Scott, two seats back from Ramie.

"I just talked to my Dad who just talked to Jackson and I have very very bad news," Stiles huffed, nearly out of breath.

"I think I already know," Scott turned, looking towards the door, the other two following his gaze. Isaac walked into the classroom, smirk plastered on his face. He ignored Scott and Stiles and leant down, pressing a kiss to Ramie's lips and settling down in the seat next to her.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Ramie whisper-yelled at him, looking around the classroom in a panic.

"Jackson was nice enough to get me off the hook," Isaac grinned. His eyes moving towards Scott for a second. Before he had the chance to say anything more, class started. Scott smacked Ramie on the back and she turned her head, glaring at him.

"How is he here?" He whispered.

"I don't know," Ramie shot back, turning to the front of the room before he could ask any more questions. Ramie heard Stiles whispering to Scott throughout class, telling him the only thing he could find out about kanimas online were that they're were-jaguars who go after murderers. When their lecture was finally over and they were meant to be taking notes, Ramie heard another voice from behind her.

"Hey, testicle left and right," Jackson whispered to Scott and Stiles. "What the hell is a kanima?"

Scott, Stiles, Ramie and Isaac all whipped their heads towards Jackson. Ramie noticed that Isaac's face wasn't shocked, he still had that smirk plastered on his face. Ramie sent him a questioning look but he turned back to the front of the classroom, pretending not to notice.

"Alright, I need some volunteers at the board to answer some questions," Coach asked from the front of the room. Isaac, Lydia and a few other students went up to the board, starting to write down their answers.

"Derek tested me," Jackson continued once Coach's back was turned, nodding towards Issac. "Him and his little posse."

Stiles immediately looked up at Ramie accusingly, who put her hands up defensively.

"I don't know anything, I already told you that," she hissed at him.

"I was paralyzed from the neck down, do you know how that feels?" Jackson said, and Ramie scoffed.

"Yeah I'm familiar with the sensation," Stiles rolled his eyes.

"Wait, why would Derek test you, why does he think it's you?" Scott asked.

"How should I know?" Jackson replied, clearly annoyed.

"Does he think it's Lydia?" Stiles asked suddenly. Ramie's heart dropped, glancing towards her friend at the front of the room, right next to Isaac.

"All I heard was her name," Jackson said, just as Coach walked between Scott and Stiles. Ramie turned her head back to her work, pretending to be deep in thought.

"Jackson!" Coach yelled. "Something you want to share with the rest of the class?"

"No Coach," Jackson said immediately. "Just my undying admiration for my coach."

Ramie let air out of her nose, catching Isaac's eye from the front of the room, who rolled his eyes, making her giggle.

"That's really kind," Coach said, looking around the room. "Now shut up!"

The second Coach walked away Scott grabbed Stiles by his sweatshirt and kicked the back of Ramie's chair at the same time, making both of them turn towards him.