Scott
The next week was uneventful, just how Scott liked it. He was still worn out from the meeting with is old friends and he avoided the town as much as possible in case he met with one of them. The only thing worth noting was the arrival of Sarah, her bubbly character lightening the mood around the motel. The minute she saw Scott she ran up to him before throwing her arms around him and hugging him fiercely. "Oh Scott, it's been months. How are you? Oh you look awful. We missed you so much," she gushed within a matter of seconds and Scott smiled and hugger her back despite himself.
He doubted that the rest of the pack missed him as much as she did. If he was being brutally honest with himself he had brought nothing on the pack except trouble. He had always gotten on well with Sarah though and she kinda reminded him a little of Stiles and Cora all mixed into one person. He saw her as the sister he never had and was truly glad to see her.
But in the back of his mind he knew that her being here would only add to the list of people that could potentially die because of him. He held his tongue, though, and listened as she animatedly recounted to Scott all of the pack's adventures during his 'time away', as she referred to it. He sat and listened as she detailed a fight with a vampire clan and a group of hunters they met who actually worked under a code like the Argents. Scott then told her about the Argents and how Chris actually worked with him and his old pack to bring down the Kanima. Sarah sat dumbstruck, not believing about hunters like that.
She also asked him numerous questions about Beacon Hills High School and what it was like, revelling in the fact that they would be going to school together, her being the year below him, however. Her exuberance and happy attitude only making him dread his return to school even more.
All too soon it was Monday morning and Scott tumbled from his bed, smacking his alarm clock and quietening it on the way down. He reluctantly rose from the floor and stumbled into the shower of the new apartment he now shared with Emily, Aaron and Sarah. When he came out of the shower he was sickened to learn that Sarah had been up since half five, getting ready for school, not even able to sleep with excitement. Her attitude worsened his mood which was already bad enough, considering he hadn't had a drink in like four days. All of this left Scott in a foul mood as he set off out the door at 7:40 am with Sarah alongside him.
They arrived outside Beacon High ten minutes later and Scott looked the building up and down with weary eyes, dreading the day to come. The car park was full of students milling around, hugging their friends and chatting animatedly about their summer. It made Scott sick. He sighed and squared his shoulders before walking up to the school and walking through the doors, ignoring the many looks that were sent his way.
Sarah, on the other hand, seemed to be in her element, smiling and waving at random students as she followed Scott to the main office. Scott rolled his eyes as the boys shamelessly stared at Sarah as she strutted through the corridor in her high heels, red skinny jeans, white tank-top and black leather jacket. Scott approached the front office and collected their timetables and handed Sarah hers before gesturing her to follow him. All of the legality and paperwork for the two of them to start school had been sorted out by Emily and Aaron earlier on in the week.
Scott walked Sarah to her first class, grimly thinking about all the idiotic boys he would have to keep from drooling at her, hugged her outside the classroom and carried on his way to his first class, English with Ms Blake. He knocked on the door and waited and she opened the door and looked at Scott with wide eyes before closing the door and walking out into the corridor. "Scott," she said, looking curiously at him. "I thought you left Beacon Hills last year."
"I did," he said simply. "But now I'm back." She nodded before turning back and opening the door to her classroom and ushering Scott in. "I'd introduce you but I guess you already know everyone here." Scott nodded and looked around the room, noticing Stiles, Isaac, Allison, Lydia and well practically the whole class looking at him with shock. He quickly ducked into an empty seat at the front of the class, eager to be out of the spotlight.
The day continued on in the same fashion with the teachers surprised to see him but he realised that the students weren't. News travels quickly, he thought, thankful that he wasn't stared at as much anymore. He still heard most of the students in his classes whispering about him, however, wondering why he was back and how different he looked. He was especially surprised by the stares and attention he was getting from the girls in every class. I thought I looked a mess, he thought with a shrug before zoning out from whatever Mr Harris was saying to the class, much like he had done all day.
He barely spoke a word to Stiles or the rest of them throughout the day, only an awkward "Hi" here and there. When the lunch bell finally rang Scott was well and truly ready to run as fast as he could to a nearby bar and drown himself in alcohol. But he didn't. He walked towards the cafeteria and was thankful to see the familiar face of Sarah, looking for a place to sit among all the students. He saw Stiles and the usual group sitting at a table in the middle of the cafeteria and when they locked gazes, Stiles ushered him over with a wave of a hand.
"Come on," said Scott, placing his hand on Sarah's back and guiding her over to the table. He smiled at the futile attempts of the boys who eagerly made room at their tables and looked hopefully at Sarah. After a couple of seconds he arrived at his table and looked around at everyone awkwardly, only Stiles meeting his gaze. "Sit," he said to Sarah before walking off and getting some food, just a sandwich and a bottle of water. When he arrived at the table Sarah was chatting and introducing herself to everyone. Scott smiled a little and thought, she could start a conversation with a wall. Scott took a seat beside Stiles and eventually the conversation began to flow. "Soooo, Scott, how ya been?" asked Stiles. The table went quiet. Scott looked at his friend's goofy grin and said, "Good…you?" He gestured to Stiles and the rest of the table relaxed and the awkwardness began to ebb away replaced by conversation.
Scott didn't really listen or participate but just stared at his food as Sarah told them all about the pack and what it's like in the cities. Scott looked up from his food and noticed that new hunter kid with Allison staring…..well more like glaring at him from the other end of the table. "Umm….have you got a problem?" Scott asked, staring pointedly at him. The talk slowly ebbed away from the table and silence enveloped the group once more.
"Yeah," he replied, his voice bitter. "You're the problem." Everyone looked nervously between the two boys, the hunter looking angry and Scott staring back at him with disinterest. "Huh. You have a problem with me and I don't even know your name. That's interesting," Scott replied in a voice that implied he had never been so bored in his life. Isaac chuckled slightly and covered it up with a cough. "His name is Brian," Allison said quickly, trying to diffuse the tension that had suddenly crept up on them.
"What are you?" Scott asked. "Are you like Chris' pet or protégé or something?" "Neither. I'm Allison's boyfriend," he said in a smug tone. "Oh, well congratulations," Scott replied matter-of-factly. "And you have a problem with me because Allison and I used to date, right?" Brian nodded. "Wrong answer," Scott said, smirking at the boy. "You've had it in for me ever since you met me. You don't just have a problem with me. You want to kill me. Am I right, Brian?" He didn't answer. Everyone else at the table was deathly quiet. "Did you think I couldn't sense it from you that day at the Hale house? You were just itching to pull that trigger. Waiting for me to move or do something so you could unload that clip in me." Scott spoke in a clam voice barely above a whisper. Everyone at the table listened with rapt attention.
"You broke the code. You killed a human. You should be six feet under if it weren't for the fact that everyone seems to feel sorry for you because you're mom died," he spat in response. There was a small intake of breath from everyone at the table. Scott could feel the anger bubbling in the pit of his stomach and radiating into his veins and slowly around his body. He tried to keep his face calm and betray no emotion but he knew the wolves at the table could sense his anger.
"Well then, Brain. What are you waiting for? Give it your best shot. You'll never get another chance than this. I'm in the middle of the cafeteria. It's not like I can shift or anything." Scott pushed his tray away and rose from his seat glaring at Brian who did likewise. The rest of the cafeteria went quiet, eyes trained on the pair. Scott knew Brian wouldn't actually fight him. Maybe threaten him a little bit but the man focus for Scott was not letting the beast within take over and rip this little shit to shreds. Still he had to do something, show this kid who's the one with the power.
Allison pulled on Brian's sleeve, desperately trying to get him to sit down. "Brian, what the hell are you doing? The whole cafeteria is watching you two. Sit down!" she whispered urgently. "If I were you I'd listen to her, Brian," Scott said, walking around the table and stopping to face Brian. "Wouldn't want you to get hurt in front of your girlfriend, hell in front of the whole school almost," Scott said, looking around the cafeteria, all eyes trained on the pair. Brian pushed Scott away from him lightly, just enough to make Scott take a couple of steps back.
"Or maybe you might surprise everyone, rise to the occasion and make a fool out of me in front of everyone. But…..I highly doubt that," Scott added. Scott heard Brian's heartbeat quicken slightly and he knew he was getting under the hunter's skin. He truly is a moron if he attacks me, Scott said in his head. Scott walked up to the young hunter once more, inches from his face. "Do it. Be a man. Take the first shot," Scott said to him. "Or stand there like an idiot, trying to look hard but not actually accomplishing it."
Brian finally broke and swung for Scott. Scott dodged the punch easily and before Brian had and time to react Scott grabbed the back of his head, turned him around and slammed his forehead into the table, leaving a sizable dent. He then turned Brian around and grasped him around the throat with one hand and lifted him easily into the air. "Stop it, Scott," Allison screamed at him. "He can't breathe. You're choking him." "No, I'm teaching him a lesson in when to pick a fight and when not to," he growled in response before dropping Brian on the ground where he lay in a heap, coughing and massaging his throat. Allison glared angrily at Scott before crouching down at his side and rubbing his back.
"That was unnecessary," Sarah said with a frown. "No-one talks about my mom. Especially little shits like him who don't know their place. He should be thankful I didn't tear his head off," Scott said just loud enough for everyone at their table to hear before he grabbed his bag and stormed out of the cafeteria, hundreds of pairs of eyes trained on his back as he left.
Scott stared at the clock as it slowly approached 3, wishing the day would just end already. Since the little fiasco in the cafeteria everyone seemed to be talking about him and people stared everywhere he went. Looking back on it he probably could have just walked away but the guy was getting on his nerves and he wasn't in the best of moods to begin with. He knew Emily and Aaron wouldn't be happy with him drawing attention to himself but people were talking about him anyway.
So when the bell finally went it came as a huge relief and he raced out of the classroom and out the front door into the cool, autumn breeze. He waited outside for Sarah who came out of the front doors talking and laughing with Stiles. Scott raised his eyebrows as the pair came closer. "Stiles was just telling me how you were turned and about your first full moon," she explained with a smile on her face. Stiles looked at Scott nervously as if he expected Scott to choke him too. Scott felt a pang of guilt before smiling and saying, "You can talk about it more back at the apartment if you want," Scott said to Stiles. The relief on his face was palpable and his face broke out into a wide grin. "Sure, hop in the jeep and I'll drive you over," he said before dashing into his blue jeep and turning on the engine.
Scott gestured to Sarah to hop in the back as he jumped into the front, savouring the smell of the familiar jeep. "I missed this jeep," Scott said absent-mindedly, letting his tough outer façade down while around Sarah and his friend. "Obviously, dude," Stiles said as if it was obvious that he would miss his jeep. "This is my baby," he said, fondly patting the dashboard. "You can't not miss it." Sarah chuckled and Scott smiled. If anyone knew how to get Scott to smile it was Stiles
A/N: Not really sure about the education system in America and if Scott and the others are too old to be in school but I thought it would make the story more interesting. Anyway, thanks to those who have reviewed and are following the story and all that. If you haven't reviewed then feel free and tell me what you think!