Cassidy Campbell is so happy she's done with sophomore year. From Scott getting bit, to getting attacked twice, her dad dying, the Kanima and her turning into a Siren she can't wait to be a junior.
She regrets wishing away time as there is now an A...
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Just as i decide I want to take a nap Coach opens his big mouth and starts to yell.
"The two of you-- back in your seats!" He yells at someone.
I sit up realizing that I won't be getting a nap in.
"Jared, again? Carsick?" He asks Jared, the boy I had no idea was even on the cross-country team.
"Every ti-- How do you even get on the bus?" Coach asks him.
I will admit seeing this right now is a little amusing.
"Look at me!" Coach tells him.
Jared looks at him but Coach then shakes his head.
"No, don't look at me! Look at the horizon. Keep your eyes-keep your eyes on the horizon." He tells the boy.
He turns around and looks in our direction.
He groans. "McCall, not you, too?"
He must see the pain on Scott's face and think he's sick.
"No, Coach, I'm good." He says wincing.
I turn to the boys again and notice blood seeping out of Scott's shirt.
"Hey, Scott, you're bleeding again." I say quietly.
Scott looks to his wound but does nothing and ignores what I said.
"Don't tell me that it's just taking longer to heal, okay? Because I'm pretty sure that 'still bleeding' means 'not healing,' like, at all." Stiles tells him.
"He's listening..." Scott mutters.
I look up to see him staring at the back of Ethan's head.
"He's a werewolf of course he's listening. He has super hearing. God we're screwed." I tell them.
"Is he gonna do something?" Stiles asks concerned.
Scott shakes his head. "Not in front of this many people."
"Okay, well, what about the two ticking time-bombs sitting right near him?" Stiles motions his head to Isaac and Boyd who both look like they are shaking.
"Yeah definitely screwed." I say again.
"No, they won't-- not here." Scott tries to reassure us.
"Okay, well, what if they do? Are you gonna stop 'em?" Stiles asks.
"If I have to." He tells us.
I turn back in my seat and feel my eyes start to close.
I'm only asleep for maybe ten minutes when I hear talking behind me again.
