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Chapter 15 Heart Monitor: Are they Gay?

Hope was hanging out with Scott, helping him go grocery shopping as his mom was at work. Plus she need a refill on her medicine so Stiles made her go with Scott so she could be save. They were walking towards Scott's mom's car and got lost.

Do you remember where it is?

Where the car is? Nope.

You're so helpfully.

You too useless human being.

"I think we park on the other one." Hope offered.

Scott let out a loud groan and turned around, "come on." The milk fell out of Scott's bag and rolled under a car. Scott let out a loud sigh and got on his hands and knees. The milk rolled back from underneath the car with claw marks on it. Scott dropped his bags got up and ran. Hope dropped her stuff and ran after him. Instead of following him Hope went the opposite way. She ran to a row of cars and sat down her eyes turning black and red. Scott jumped on cars making the alarms go off and hide behind another car. There was a loud noise and Scott was on the hood of a car.

"You're dead." Derek said and walked over to Hope. Hope let out a small laugh and hand her hand out. Derek graphed her hand and pulled her up to her feet. She lead her up and her lips met his. Their lips moves sync with each other. Scott cleared his throat and Hope and Derek turned around to look at Scott.

"Wait! You two are a couple!" Scott yelled.

"Um yeah where have you been?" Hope teased as Derek moved his arm around her waist.

"You need to teach me how to fix this! What happened to Hope last night, that was my fault. I should of been there for her." Scott said pointing to Hope's arm that had a bandage on it.

"It's just cut." Hope shrugged.

"You want me to help you." Derek said and graphed Scott's phone. "This is how I found you. Get rid of her." Derek threw Scott's phone at the wall as Scott cried out, "MY PHONE!"

Hope was in a black tank top with Stitch on it, black jean short, and blue high heels as she sat in the car with her brother

"Are you still mad at Scott?" Hope asked.

"Yeah."

"Why? You made me go shopping with him so you really shouldn't be mad."

"I made you go shopping so you wouldn't be mad at him," Stiles explained, "that doesn't mean I'm not mad at him."

"Why are you mad at him then?" Hope wondered.

"Because," Stiles said as he turned to look at his sister, "he has a supernatural thing that can save people other than him and his girlfriend and yet he only save his girlfriend and himself. I know Anya could heal you fast not make you feel the pain but still, you have a way of not getting hurt and yet you still do."

"Wow." Hope nodded her head at her brother and put her hand on his shoulder.

Hope sat next to Stiles while Scott sat behind them in one of her many classes.

"Still not talking to me?" Scott guessed. Stiles said nothing. "You know I feel really bad about it right? What if I told you that I'm trying to figure this whole thing out and I went to Derek for help?"

"If I was talking to you, I'd say that you're an idiot for trusting him." Stiles said. "But obviously I'm not talking to you." Stiles turned around fast and then asked, "what did he say to you?"

Your brother, he is not strong.

Hope began taking notes as she talk to Anya. What do you mean?

A strong person would not give in. He gave in.

He loves Scott and worries about him.

Gay?

I'm done talking to you.

But I don't understand. Are they gay?

I wish.

"So he wants you to get anger?" Stiles asked as they three of them walked to lunch.

"Yep."

"But every time you do you always try to kill me." Hope butted in.

"I know. That's what he mean when he said he doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it." Scott said.

"Well, how's he gonna teach you?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know." Scott replied.

"When are you seeing him again?" Hope wondered.

"After work, why?" Scott wondered.

"Okay that gives us until the end of school to teach you." Hope and Stiles said in sync as they walked in the cafeteria. Hope walked over to Lydia and Allison where they were already eating lunch.

"The what?" Lydia asked as Hope sat down.

"The beast of Gevaudan. Listen. 'A quadruped wolf—like monster, prowling the Auvergne and South Dordogne areas of France during the year 1764 to 1767. La bête killed over 100 people, becoming so infamous that King Louis XV sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it.'" Allison read from her book.

"Boring." Hope and Lydia replied in sync.

"Even the church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan." Allison read another part from her book.

"Hmm. Still boring." Hope committed and took another bite of her salad.

"Cryptozoologists believe it may have been a subspecies of hoofed predator, possibly a mesonychid." Allison said.

"Slipping into a bored comma." Lydia exclaimed dramatically.

"While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shapeshift into a man—eating monster." Allison read.

"Does any of this have anything to do with your family?" Hope asked.

"This. 'It is believed that la bête was finally trapped and killed by a renowned hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature.' His name was Argent." Allison explained.

"So your ancestors killed a big wolf. So what?" Lydia wondered. Allison turned the page and showed it to Hope and Lydia.

"What does that look like?" Allison asked the two girls. It looked like the same wolf Hope had draw yesterday. The two girls didn't say anything for a long time.

"It looks like…a big wolf. See you in history," Lydia replied and left. Hope walked over to Stiles to see what they were talking about.

"What'd I miss?" Hope wondered and sat down.

"Stiles has a plan." Scott whispered behind the book. He was hiding from Allison for some stupid reason.

"Stiles why is your best friend acting like a bigger idiot than usual?" Hope asked.

"You'll see." Stiles explained as he took a bite from his apple.

"So you still hate me?" Scott asked.

"Yeah but your crap has influenced infiltrated my life, so now I have to do something about it." Stiles said. "Alright, you know I still hate you. Uh-huh. Oh, yeah." Stiles got his apple, notebook, and backpack. Hope knocked down his book and Allison turned around. The twins got up and ran out of the cafeteria and could hear Allison yelling for Scott to wait. The twins made their way over to Coach's classroom.

"Distract Coach." Stiles order as he snuck into the classroom. Hope waited outside the door hoping the Coach wouldn't come back to his class. Hope got her phone and looked at the time. Five minutes until her free period started and Coach's class start. Coach began walking back to his class and Hope panicked.

Oh crap

Hope ran up to Coach and asked, "Coach did you get the test scores back?"

Coach looked up at Hope and let out a sigh. "Why don't you go into my classroom and I'll explained it all to you."

"Explain?" Hope repeated. "What is there to explained?"

"Hope you got a IQ of 131. That is the highest you can go. You are a very gifted girl and I am so sad that your brother wasn't even close to you." Hope let out a laugh and corner of her eye could see Stiles sneaking out of the classroom.

"Thanks Coach." Hope said and ran after her brother.

"What you do to distance him?" Stiles asked.

"I asked about my IQ, I got a 131." Hope said as they walked to the lacrosse field.

"Awesome!" Stiles yelled as Scott walked onto the lacrosse field the same time the twins did. Scott put the lacrosse bag down while Hope ran towards him duck tapping his hands behind his back as Stiles put a heart rate monitor on him.

"Isn't this one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?" Scott wondered as the twins ran about five feet away from him.

"Yeah, I borrowed it." Stiles said.

"Stole it." Scott corrected.

"Temporarily misappropriated." Hope added. "Coach uses it to monitor his heart rate with his phone while he jogs."

"You're gonna wear it for the rest of the day." Stiles ordered.

"Isn't that Coach's phone?" Scott asked.

"I stole that." Hope said.

"Why?"

"Your heart goes up when you get angry with Allison-" Hope explained.

"Or playing lacrosse. If you learn to keep your heart rate down-" Stiles interrupted.

"You won't go wolf." Hope butted in.

"Like the Incredible Hulk." Scott said with a goofy smile. The Incredible Hulk was Scott's favorite superhero as a kid and probably still is.

"Kind of like the Incredible Hulk." Stiles agreed.

"No, I'm like the Incredible Hulk." Scott said. Hope picked up the lacrosse stick and put a ball in it and threw it at Scott. It his shoulder with a lot of force Scott let out a loud groan.

"Remember," Hope called out, "don't get angry." Stiles got his stick and they both started throwing lacrosse balls at Scott.

"This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend my free period." Scott groaned.

"No one did." Stiles said as Hope threw a ball and it hit Scott where the sun don't shine.

"Son of a-" Scott yelled.

"You know what I think my aim is actually improving." Hope smiled.

"I wonder why?" Scott moaned as his heart rate went up on the phone that was in the lacrosse bag-open- next to Stiles and Hope.

"Don't get angry." Stiles remind as he threw one at Scott's face. Scott heart rate started to go up higher and higher. He dropped to the floor groaning.

"Scott you started to change." Stiles said when Scott calmed down.

"From anger. But it was more than that. It was like the angrier I got, the stronger I felt." Scott explained.

"So it's anger then." Stiles said.

"Derek's right." Hope piped up.

"I can't be around Allison." Scott complained.

"Just because she makes you happy?" Hope asked.

"No, because she makes me weak." Scott explained.