"C'mon Scott. We can't be late to our first day." Stiles shook Scott awake and walked to his closet to pull out some clean clothes.
"Whose idea was SAT classes anyways?" Scott mumbled sleepily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Yours, and you managed to drag Isaac and I into this whole mess too." Stiles snapped, pushing Scott into the shower. Five minutes later, Scott walked downstairs, grabbing the bagel Stiles handed him and writing his mom a note.
"Isaac's gonna meet us there, and we've got exactly fifteen minutes." Stiles jabbered on as Scott looked out the window at the beautiful summer day. As soon as they pulled into the parking lot, Scott tensed. "Someone's here." He muttered to Stiles.
"Psh Yeah! Isaac, remember?" And before Scott could protest, Stiles was bounding towards Isaac and – of course – Heather. Scott trudged along behind him, unable to shake the unique, but distinctly werewolf smell.
"Do you smell that?" Isaac asked, raising an eyebrow, and Scott nodded slowly.
"Yeah. Not sure who yet." And then they were at the classroom, Stiles holding the door open. As soon as they stepped inside the room, a girl on one of the middle desks turned around and locked her hazel eyes on Isaac and Scott, her expression unmistakably full of fear. The two wolves locked eyes and almost ran to occupy the seats next to her. But before they could say anything, the teacher walked in, a balding man in his thirties with as much patience as hair. The girl pushed her waves in front of her and hastily scribbled on a paper that she slid towards Scott.
I can explain why I'm here. I promise I am no harm to your pack. Please give me a chance. – Anya
Scott read the note and passed it to Isaac who quirked his eyebrow and nodded, but said nothing more.
Okay.
Was all Scott wrote, and as class came to an end, the girl made eye contact with them and almost imperceptibly tilted her head as she walked out of the classroom. The message was clear. "Follow me."
And they did follow her, to a small clearing in the woods where a tent was set up, after texting Stiles who was now walking with them.
She set her bag down and turned towards them. "I am an Omega. I have been running from my pack, the Khan's for over a year. I am looking for a pack and I swear I mean no harm. I will submit to your alpha if you wish but please don't bring me back."
Scott looked at Isaac and cleared his throat. "I'm just gonna call Derek and see what he says. Don't do anything stupid or I will be forced to kill you."
She nodded and sat on the ground while Scott walked far enough away to be out of earshot.
Derek picked up on the third ring.
"What's wrong?"
Scott scratched his head a bit before answering. "We found an Omega," and he winced at the sudden intake of breath and then the sound of Derek running. "Where are you right now?"
"We're at the woods just behind our classes." Scott answered.
"Wait there. I'll be there in less than five minutes."
And then Scott walked back to the clearing where Stiles, Isaac, and the girl, Anya, were laughing. When she saw Scott, she stopped laughing and stood up slowly. "Derek will be here soon. He's the alpha and he'll decide what to do with you.
Stiles rolled his eyes as he looked behind Isaac. "Actually Mr. Big and Bad is already here."