Making the Statement
Chapter Seven: You suck at bowling don't you ?
"Any plans for this weekend?" Jenny asked me while I was in the middle of chomping down on left over spongecake Violet and I made the previous night. I didn't want to answer with a mouthful of cake so I just shook my head no to answer. "I'm worried about you." Jenny added. What? She's worried about me? What did I do? I quickly swallow the cake that is in my mouth.
"Why?" I asked simply.
Jenny seemed to think about her words carefully. "It's just, I haven't seen you set any plans since the school year started." Jenny explained. "Besides that party in your first week, but you never talked about it to me." She added.
"Well I had that dinner at Allison's place." I said offering her proof that her thought was invalid.
"Yes, but that wasn't planned or anything. If I recallshe called you over so you both could ride to the game together. Then her parents made you supper." Jenny said.
"So because my plans are spontaneous and not planned, you are worried about me?" I asked curiously. Its not like I don't have friends here. By my count I have at least three. Allison, Lydia and Stiles. I would count Scott but I am pretty sure to be a friend the person has to like you back.
"I feel like I don't check in with you as much as I would like to." Jenny explains her line of thinking.
"Okay Jenny, I don't make any plans in advance but I promise I'll do something this weekend." I promise.
"Nothing too dangerous." Jenny reminds me.
"Oh, well there goes my plans of going skydiving." I joked. I heard footsteps heading down the stairs, I clearly know it's Violet due to Jenny standing right in front of me. "Violet what are you doing this weekend?" I ask trying to see if Jenny was being paraniod about me.
"Hanging out with Issac, why?" Violet answers as she turns into the kitchen. Jenny gives me the look that says "see" Well it must be nice to have someone to make those plans with. I mean Allison has Scott to worry about more than me. Lydia is more than likely to invite Jackson along if I wanted to see her. That would leave Stiles, in a cruel twist of fate he is also likely to be occupied with Scott, for a completely different reason.
Violet passes on breakfast which is my cue to finish my food quickly and follow her to the truck or I'd have to walk.
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(In the truck)
"Are you dating Issac?" I asked curiously, and also I wanted to break the silence. I took a second to get a good look at her outfit wondering if she was dressing up for him again.
"Uh.. I don't .. Know" Violet answered my question with uncertainty in her voice. I gave her a what do you mean face. "We never made anything offical, it feels like we are dating but he never asked me out to dinner or anything, just hanging out." she explained futher.
"So.." I started "You never kissed yet?" I asked curiously.
"No Arnold we never kissed. Don't you think that would be something I would have brought up by now?" She asked trying to concentrate on the road.
"I don't know Violet, I still haven't met him yet.. Do you think I'll meet him before the wedding?" I joked. I saw my phone blink repeatedly on the dashboard. I lifted the phone towards me and I saw a number that I did not know. Which was rather weird considering I only have six contacts and one of them is sitting next to me.
"I still don't understand how you haven't meet him yet." Violet wondered out loud. "Who is it?" She asked gesturing to the phone.
"I don't know the number and it's too early to deal with wrong number conversation." I answered. "I haven't meet Issac because I never see you in school hanging around him, and he is never over when I am home, at this point I think you are doing it on purpose." I add.
We eventually reach the parking lot of the school, I see that there is some kind of commotion over by one of the school buses. Violet lets me know she is going to head inside. I walked over to the bus and I saw claw marks on the back door of the bus. Weird, but if I wasn't who I am I would think nothing of it, but the fact that I know six different supernatural creatures that could do this without hesitation. I don't really pay attention to my surroundings until I feel like someone is watching me. I look over my shoulder to see a cop standing there. "Oh sorry sir, just out of curiousity, could you tell me what happened?" I asked, I was pretty sure that this man was not going to tell me anything but I might as well ask.
"Sorry son but I can't even begin to tell you what happened here, even if i wanted to." the man told me. I quickly noticed the word sheriff on his uniform, wow this is an awkward way to meet Jenny's boss.
"Sorry, I'm new here, Nice to meet you Sheriff.." I say offering a last name to be given.
"Sheriff Stilinski" He answered. My ears perked upon hearing this. I only know one other Stilinski and I'm guessing it is not a very common name around here.
"Oh, does Stiles belong to you?" I asked in a joking manner.
"Why yes, yes he does, Stiles is my son." The Sheriff answered. I take in his appearance and I can tell this man is strong and very protective. Well he is a Sheriff of course he is protective.
"I'm Arnold, Arnold Beckett." I greet offering a hand to the man. I saw his face spark in realization. He shook my hand with a firm grip.
"Oh yes, Arnold, Stiles has mentioned you once or twice." He said causally, Stiles talks about me at home? That seems promising but I don't know if it's in a postive or negative light.
"Anyways, I have to go, catch you around, sir." I said walking back into the school.
I barely made it six feet into the school before I saw Scott and Stiles racing down the hallway, what got them so nervous today I wonder. "Arnold!" Stiles yelled as both him and Scott approached me.
"Yes?" I asked curiously.
"Arnold, have you talked to Allison lately?" Scott asked in a worried voice. Scott seemed very scared and worried about Allison but Stiles seemed, well normal.. For Stiles.
"We spoke on the phone last night." I answered. Scott's face didn't know go back into a relaxed form like I was expected but his face got more worried.. If that is even possible.
"Last night?" Scott questioned. I gave him a nod. "That's not good enough." He added.
"Sorry?" I was confused. Scott kept marching, with Stiles slowly following behind him, Stiles seemed like he wasn't finished with me but whatever Scott was going through must be important.
I watched Scott and Stiles exit the school through the same door I just entered. Not even 2 mintues later they rushed back in, Stiles now shared the same look Scott had. "Guys is something wrong?" I asked now worried.
"Just find Allison" Stiles said rushing down the hall spliting up from Scott. I wasn't able to put anything together back what they were worried about but I pulled my phone out seeing that another call was coming in from the same number as earlier but I hit ignore. I dialed Allison's number just as Stiles ordered me. It took a few seconds but the phone answered.
"Hello?" A voice that was not Allison's came through the phone.
"Oh.. Mr Argent, did Allison leave her phone home?" I asked.
"Actually I haven't see Allison this morning. She must have got an early start to the day." Mr Argent added.
That was all it took, I was now just a nervous as the boys. In that moment I remember what the boys must have saw when they walked out the door, the bus.. It scared Stiles enough to be worried as much as Scott was. Which means the marks might have been made by Scott. If they are looking for Allison they must be worried about her.
Just as I was about to race throughout the school looking for any sign of Allison I saw Scott with Allison. Huge sigh of relief went through my body, Allison is fine.
Stiles makes his way back towards me, "You know you're cute when you are worried." I say to bring his attention back to me.
Stiles' cheeks have a slight blush to them "worried? What do you mean, I wasn't worried about anything, I'm just being everyday Stiles, you know.. Normal." Stiles struggled to form a sentence.
I couldn't help but laugh. "Alright then. I must find you cute all the time then." I add.
"Really?" Stiles asked in disbelief. "I mean thank you." Stiles' smile forms and he is about to continue our little conversation but the bell rings to singal time for Chemistry class.
To be honest we didn't really have much of a class today, we barely started and I didn't even get a chance to stare at Stiles yet, some girl in the front row pointed out the window yelling for everyone to look. The police was wheeling a body from behind the bus. I didn't even have to look towards Scott and Stiles to know they were having the worst conversation they ever had. All of a sudden the body pops up screaming for help. I look over my shoulder and I catch Scott telling Stiles that he did that. I could tell Scott just thought he did it which explains why he was so worried after seeing the bus eariler why he was looking for Allison.
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Lunch time, typically my favorite part of the day. I walked in the cafeteria and I see Stiles and Scott talking in whispered hushes I decide to give them their space for now. I see Lydia with her group in the line up and she gave me the look to join so I skipped the line, nobody cared, and I grabbed a tray Lydia already made for me. "We have to go over there, if Allison is going to date him, we need to learn more about them." Lydia says to the group. My head whipped over to the table containing the boys in question. Well I might as well give them a heads up. I rush to the front of the line and toss my money to the lunchlady. Quickly making my way to the table. I pull out a seat for myself and sit down which startles the boys.
"Okay this is your warning, stop talking about anything weird or secretive, you are about to be invaded." I warned the quickly. Scott gives me a look that says what do you mean anything sercetive.
"Didn't you just invade us?" Stiles asked jokingly but I just pointed to the oncoming herd of Lydia's group. Both Stiles and Scott ajusted their posture and tried to look their best. Lydia didn't really ask, Allison joined as well. Before anything really started I took off my shoes, secretly and put my feet on Stiles' lap. Causing Stiles to give a look of what are you doing? He didn't push my feet down so I kept them there.
Jackson forced someone to move out of a seat across from Lydia and took it for himself. "Why don't you ever make Danny move?" I boy asked. I was barely paying attention but I heard of Danny but like Issac I haven't actually met him. When I heard Danny's name I liked to the boy who I assume is Danny.
"Hi, Danny, I'm Arnold." I greet offering a hand shake I'm barely able to reach due to me resting my feet on Stiles. Danny shakes my hand.
"Yes Arnold, I know who you are." Danny explains. However I'm pretty sure we actually never met, I mean I would obviously remember him.
"Really? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked curiously. Danny gave me a cheeky grinned and I felt Stiles move a bit under my feet.
"So I hear they're saying its some kind of animal attack." Danny changed the subject, "Probably a cougar."
"I heard it was a mountain lion" Jackson corrected. Causing Lydia to roll her eyes.
"A cougar is a mountian lion." Lydia said causally. "Isn't it?" Lydia added once Jackson gave her a suspicous look.
"Who cares?" Jackson asked as Stiles checked his phone trying to advoid knocking my feet off his lap. I didn't understand why he didn't just push them off. "The guy is probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway." Jackson added. Oh yea this is why I don't hang out with Lydia as much, because Jackson comes with the package.
"Actually, I found out who it is. Check it out," Stiles offered showing the table his phone so they could she the video. I didn't really pay attention I was busy being impressed about how Stiles is able to do this much with my feet in his lap.
"Hey I know that guy." Scott exclaims. Catching my attention as I look to Stiles' phone showing a picture of the man.
"You do?" Allison asks worried.
"Yea, When I used to take the bus back when I lived with my Dad," He explained. "He was the driver."
"Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please?" Lydia pleaded. "Like.. Oh, where are we going tomorrow night?" She looked at Allison and Scott, I do recall Allison telling me she was going on a date with Scott but I didn't know Lydia was involved.
"We were thinking of what we were going to do?" Allison reminded.
"Well, I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos, so if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun." This was so awkward to watch, Lydia just invited herself along on Allison's date with Scott, I would say something but it was so fun to watch.
"Hanging out?" Scott questioned. Looking to Allison "Like the four of us, like us and ... Them.?"
"I guess." Allison replied. This was the first time I've felt sorry for Scott since I met him.
"You know what else sounds fun" Jackson started, "Stabbing myself in the eye with this fork." Lydia grabbed the fork from Jackson. I jokingly picked up my fork and aimed it towards Jackson but Stiles stole it away from me.
"How about bowling?"Lydia suggested. "You love to bowl!"
"Yeah with actual competition" Jackson said in a cocky voice.
"How do you know we aren't real competition?" Allison asked confidently. "You can bowl right?"
"Sort of.." Scott answers unsure of his answer.
"Is it or sort of or Yes?" Jackson asked.
"Yes!" Scott answered right away, "In fact, I'm a great bowler" Oh great Scott says "In fact".
"Perfect." Lydia claps her hands together. "Arnold do you want to come as well?" Wow wow what? I was nowhere near this conversation.
"No thanks, I refuse to be fifth wheeled." I explain. Plus I don't want to be on a date with two boys I'm not too sure about just yet.
Lydia doesn't push the thought any further, Lunch goes painfully slow but it finally ends and everyone leaves the table expect for Stiles, Scott and I.
"You suck at bowling don't you?" I ask curiously.
"No." Scott defends himself but fails completely.
"Yes he is very bad." Stiles exposes Scott.
"Dude?" Scott gives Stiles a look of betrayal.
"Scott relax, I won't say anything to them, mainly because they will find out themselves." I explain.
"Wait do you know how to bowl Arnold?" Scott asks in a pleading voice as I finish my food.
"Scott" I started off. "I'm going to stop you right there and save you the trouble of asking for my help, I only bowl twice and I'm nowhere near good enough to teach someone" I explained. Scott just nodded his head in understanding.
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The rest of the day went pretty fast but I had to wait for Violet so I could get a rid home, so I was sitting on the back of her truck working on a crossword puzzle I found in the glove compartment eariler, it was half completed and I wanted to finish it.
I suddenly see a pair of shoes infront of me, I look up to see Stiles standing there with his backpack over his shoulder.
"Hello Stiles" I greet as I wrote down another answer to the puzzle.
"Rubix cubes, crossword puzzles? Who are you?" Stiles asks.
"I'm Arnold." I said in an innoncent voice, pretending to not understand his line of thinking.
"Yes I know that you are Arnold, but seriously I didn't know you were this clever."Stiles said but rethinks what he just said. "I mean I didn't expect it." he tried to correct himself.
"Yea, I was never into the sports scene growing up so I had to find something else to do. I like sloving puzzles that others find diffcult."
"So I'm guessing you are more of a reader than a movie watcher hey?" Stiles asked. I don't know where he is going with this.
"Actually yes. But Violet has lots of movies so I can catch up whenever I want." I explain.
"How about we do a movie marathon?" Stiles asked. Wow did Stiles just ask me to hang out?
"Sure. I mean I'm totally up for it." I accepted the invitation.
"Cool, are you free tonight, seeing as our best friends have a date tonight?" Stiles asks.
"Yes, I am free tonight, come over around seven, you know that's their date time so might as well. " I mumble on. Suddenly very aware that we are hanging out. "Oh yea if you are late, I will start without you." I warn him.
"Deal." Stiles agrees to my terms, "It's a date." My face could not contain my blush at all after he said this. Stiles realizing what he just said "I mean.."
"No, no, it's cool. I undertstand what you meant." I offered.
"Alright see you tonight then." Stiles says backing away heading to his jeep. I don't miss the chance to check out Stiles as he walks away.
My phone starts to buzz and I see that it's the same number again. You know what? Screw it. I hit talk and put my phone to my ear.
"Hello?" I greet.
"Arnold?!" A voice comes over the phone. I didn't even need to think about who it was. There was no questioning who it was.
"Norman?" I asked even though I knew it.
"How is my favorite boy?" He asked, God dammit.
"Same old same old, you know, with two less parents." I decide to go dark.
"Right." There was a small pause. "So do you regret answering the phone yet?"
"Honestly if I knew it was you, I probably wouldn't have answered it." I said honestly.
"And now that you have answer the phone?" He asked.
"I'm impressed that you were able to find my new number. Why are you calling?" I asked.
"Honestly, the reason you ended things was because you moved to Beacon Hills, what would you say if that was no longer an issue?" Norman asked.
So my ex boyfriend calls me out of the blue and wonders what would happen if he was living here, would we get together or would it just be an awkward time. I honestly have no idea what to say to this so I do the only thing I can think of.. I hung up the phone.
