Heart - Part 2
I walked into first period with Scott and Stiles. Scott sat to the left of Stiles and I sat in front of Scott.
“As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night. And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining the semester.” There was a collective groan, and I tuned everything out and began to doodle on my syllabus, only glancing up to see the new girl passing by me and sitting behind Scott. I turned in time to see Scott handing the new girl a pen, even though she didn’t ask for one.
The new girl glanced between Scott and the pen with a questioning look on her face before whispering thanks and offering Scott a shy, grateful smile.
“We’ll begin with Kafka’s Metamorphosis on page 133.” The teacher began and I internally groaned and went back to doodling on my syllabus.
It was finally the end of the day and Scott and Stiles were crowded around me at my locker. I was talking to Stiles as Scott was off in la-la-land staring at the new girl.
“Can someone tell me how new girl is here for all of five minutes, and she’s already hanging out with Lydia’s clique?” A random girl asked as she stood next to Stiles.
“Because she’s hot. Beautiful people heard together.” Stiles retaliated.
I rolled my eyes as Stiles began to bicker with the girl about who knows what and Scott was still off in la-la-land.
I shut my locker and grabbed Stiles by the back of his collar and began to drag him away, “ I apologize for his ability to argue with anyone about anything.”
I grabbed Scott by the back of his collar and dragged them both to the door of the boy’s locker room.
“You two are going to be the death of me one day, you know that, right? Now get changed, get on that field, and make me proud!” I ordered before walking away and making my way to the lacrosse field to find a nice seat on the bleachers.
A few minutes after I sat down, I saw Lydia and the new girl sit down on the bench in front of me. The poor new girl looked like she didn’t want to be here at all, that is until Scott walked onto the field.
“Who is that?” She asked as Coach shoved a goalie stick into Scott’s arms.
“Him? I’m not sure who he is. Why?” Lydia questioned.
“He’s in my English class.” The new girl responded.
“Hi! I’m in your English class too, and I also happen to be that idiot’s best friend. My name is Liv and his is Scott. What’s your name?” I asked as I smiled and held out my hand for her to shake.
“Allison.” She said as she returned my smile and shook my hand.
I looked up just as Scott got hit in the face with a ball. I groaned and put my head in my hands and peeked between my fingers as someone else flung the ball at him. But to my surprise, he caught it, with reflexes he never had before.
I just stared at him in disbelief, like everyone else did. Ball after ball, Scott kept catching them, even the amazing shot from Jackson.
“Yeah! That’s my best friend!” I shouted at the same time as Stiles.
“He seems like he’s pretty good.” Allison said.
“Oh, very good.” Lydia mused, but I wasn’t paying attention, Scott made me proud!
Stiles, Scott and I were walking through the woods trying to find Scott’s inhaler, talking about his amazing catch earlier.
“I don’t - I don’t know what it was. It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. And that’s not the only weird thing. I - I can - hear stuff I shouldn’t be able to hear. Smell things.” Scott explained.
“Smell things? Like what?” Stiles asked.
“Like the mint-mojito gum in your pocket, or Liv that new perfume in your bag.”
“I don’t even have any mint-mojito-” Stiles began, but stopped when he fished a piece of gum out from his pocket. I stopped where I was and dug around my bag for my perfume.
“This one?” I asked as I held it out towards Scott.
“Yeah, that one.” He nodded.
“Since when do you shop at Victoria’s Secret?” Stiles asked appalled.
“Since I like their stuff.” I snapped back.
“But isn’t that, like, a sex shop?” He retaliated.
“No. It’s a place to buy cute bras and underwear. It’s also a good place to buy sports wear and good smelling things. But anyway, so this all started with a bite?” I changed the subject.
“What if it’s like an infection, like, my body’s flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?” Scott rambled.
“You know what? I actually think I’ve heard of this. It’s a specific type of infection.”
“Are you serious?” Scott asked as he began to freak out.
“Yeah, yeah, I think it’s called lycanthropy.” Stiles said, trying to hide a smile, and it took everything that I had not to bust out laughing.
“What’s that? Is that bad?” Scott asked and I couldn’t hold it back anymore, I burst out laughing.
“Oh, yeah, it’s the worst. But only once a month.” Stiles continued while snickering.
“Once a month?” Scott asked, confused.
“On the night of the full moon.” I laughed and looked at Stiles, and we howled together before busting out laughing. When our laughter died down we saw that Scott was giving us a look.
“Hey, you’re the one who heard a wolf howling.” Stiles reasoned.
“Hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me!” Scott complained.
“I know, you’re a werewolf. Rrr” I growled and Scott gave us another look.
“Okay, obviously, we’re kidding. But if you see me in shop class trying to melt all of the silver I can find, it’s ‘cause Friday’s a full moon.” Stiles said as we came to a stop in a clearing.
“No.” Scott muttered as he rummaged through the leaves. “I could have sworn this was it. I saw the body, the deer came running. I dropped my inhaler.”
“Maybe the killer moved the body.” Stiles suggested.
“If he did, I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like 80 bucks.” Scott stressed.
I looked up to see a handsome man dressed in all black just standing, staring at us with a resting bitch face before he approached.
“What are you doing here? This is private property.” The man said.
“Uh, sorry, man, we didn’t know.” Stiles said for all of us.
“Yeah, we were just looking for something, but, um, forget it.” Scott said, about to walk away, but the hot guy tossed something at him and when we all looked in his hand, it was his inhaler. We all looked up but hot guy was gone, “Alright, come on, I gotta get to work.”
“That was Derek Hale. You guys remember, right? He’s only like a few years older than us.” Stiles said.
“Remember what?” I asked.
“His family. They all burned to death in a fire, like, ten years ago.” Stiles said.
“I wonder what he’s doing back.” Scott wondered out loud.
“I don’t care, he’s hot, he can stay as long as he likes.” I mused.
“Come on.” Stiles rolled his eyes and walked towards the Jeep, with Scott and me following behind.
After we dropped Scott off at work, Stiles drove us to my house. Both of my parents were out of town for work so the house was empty.
“Are you ready for the best movie night of your life?” I asked Stiles as I threw my bag next to the door and walked backward towards the kitchen.
“Hell yeah!” Stiles laughed.
I grabbed the landline from the island and called for pizza. Once the pizza was ordered, I walked up the stairs to my bedroom and changed into a pair of yoga shorts and Stiles’ lacrosse hoodie that he left who knows how long ago. I reached into the drawer that I had designated for the boy’s clothes and grabbed Stiles a pair sweat pants.I walked back downstairs and threw the sweats at Stiles.
“Is that my hoodie?” Stiles asked as I started to put my hair into a messy bun.
“Yeah, why?” I asked as I walked over to the couch and plopped down.
“Nothing, I’m just not used to seeing you in guys clothing.” He said as he shook his head.
“So, what do we want to start with, Harry Potter or Star Trek?”
I woke up the tune of the Harry Potter theme song, I was too tired to open my eyes, so instead, I decided to roll over to fall back asleep, but instead of finding the other side of my bed, I found nothing. I let out a shriek as I fell to the floor. I groaned as Stiles shot up and looked around the living room for me, before looking at me laying on the floor.
“What are you doing on the floor?” He asked with his head cocked to the side.
“Damn couch.” I groaned as I clutched my chest.
“Are you okay?” Stiles asked as he clambered off of the couch and crouched beside me.
“I’ll be fine in a minute, I just scared myself.” I muttered.
“Maybe you should get it checked out, it seems like it’s getting worse.” He said as he helped me sit up. I love my boys, but after my heartbeat rises and I show that I’m in pain, they both are slightly over protective.
“What time is it?” I asked and Stiles checked his phone.
“We still have an hour before we have to be at school.”
“Good. I’ll be back.” I said as I patted his shoulder and stood up.
I walked upstairs to my room, opened my closet and pulled out a purple long sleeve crop, a pair of high waisted skinny jeans and my black flats. I went to my bathroom and did my makeup natural with a light pink lipstick. I pulled my hair out of the bun and brushed out the waves. I walked back into my room and changed into my clothes for the day, spraying some perfume before I left. I walked down the stairs and grabbed my black leather jacket and my bag before telling Stiles I was ready. We clambered into his Jeep and drove to his house so that he could change.
We pulled up to the Stilinski home, got out of the Jeep and walked into the house. Stiles ran up the stairs to change and I made us both some toast for breakfast.
Just as the bread popped up from the toaster, Stiles bound down the stairs and picked up the landline that Sheriff had picked up a minute before. After a little of him listening, he hung up and looked at me.
“What?” I asked as I handed him his piece of toast.
“So you know how the body was sent to Los Angeles for analysis? Well, that was them. They found animal hairs on the body.” Stiles rambled.
“Yeah, so? The body was found in the woods.” I deadpanned.
“So, the hair was from a wolf…”