Meg's POV:
"We are so dead," I sighed, checking the time to see it was still 8pm, and the sky was getting dark.
We were driving home after having spent the day shopping, laughing, sight-seeing and eating.
Especially eating; I swear Scott and Stiles are bottomless pits.
Scott, hearing my concern turned to me and smiled "Hey, don't worry about it, Stiles and I can take the blame for you guys,"
"Speak for yourself!" Stiles yelled back at us, keeping his eyes on the road as Arden sat in the passenger seat, changing the radio station "Derek's scary as shit when he's angry!"
We all laughed and I smiled, looking out of the side window.
Today was actually lots of fun. Scott and Stiles were definitely friends to the both of us now and it sucked that they were going back to school soon, while we will be sitting at Derek's. with nothing to do.
"I wish we were going to school with you," Arden pouted, voicing exactly what I was thinking.
Man, our twin telepathy scared me sometimes.
Stiles nodded "Me too Aardvark," he laughed as Arden punched his shoulder, turning around to give me a dirty look as I was the one who let it slip about her childhood nickname.
I widened my eyes innocently, looking away giggling.
As we came to a stop at the red light, I looked over to see a blue car had stopped right next to us. I felt my chest tighten.
Jeremy used to drive a blue car.
Okay, it would be a lie to say that I didn't think of Jeremy at all today... but I did.
I try not to, I really do! But it's like he invaded the deepest parts on my mind and pops out constantly to remind me of the night we broke up and when he aired that song about me for the first time, making me feel ashamed and embarrassed all over again.
The worst part though, is when I'm having fun and feeling like myself again, all it takes is just one little thing that I'm doing or I see something, it brings me back to thinking about Jeremy and I feel the pain all over again.
It's like living life is almost too dangerous to do without hurting myself.
Almost: if it wasn't for these guys sitting in the car with me now.
"Hey Stiles," Arden said, snapping me from my thoughts "Are those girls in the car over their people who go to Beacon High too?"
We all looked over and saw two girls, who looked about our age, sitting in the car. The one driving was a pretty, strawberry blonde who was talking to the girl beside her, making her laugh and smile at what she had to say.
Scott looked horrified and Stiles snickered, confusing Arden and I both.
"What's wrong?" I asked
"Oh, nothing," Stiles said, grinning as Scott tried to unsuccessfully hide from the window with no luck "it's just- we do know those girls."
I looked over and saw Allison's face pale and Lydia looked surprised when they spotted us.
Arden sat up "Really? We should go say hello then!"
Suddenly, Arden was rolling down the window before any of us could stop her.
"Hey!" Arden called out, grinning at the now confused looks on their faces as she waved.
Then, the car booked it down the road, even though it was still a red light.
"Awkward moment when… Arden trailed off, sitting properly again as the light turned green.
"Stiles, why are we behind them?" Scott asked, looking suddenly nervous and stressed
"Do you see anywhere to turn?" Stiles demanded, full of sarcasm which made Arden snort.
"Arden," I warned her and she rolled her eyes at me through the overhead mirror.
"Stiles just do something man! I don't want her to think that I'm trying to following her."
Arden gave me a look like she put two-and-two together. I nodded back, immediately knowing what was going on here, considering I was going through the same thing:
Scott was trying to avoid his ex.
So Stiles stopped the car and we all sat in silence, the radio turned off a long time ago, watching this blue car drive away.
Now talk about awkward.
"Seriously Stiles, you stop in the middle of the road?" Arden asked plainly as the blue car ahead suddenly stopped too, not helping the situation.
Stiles shrugged and then the sound of glass shattering and teenage girls screaming filled the air.
We all exchanged a look.
Getting out of the car, we all raced towards the girls who were now standing on the road to see a deer's body, sticking right through the windshield.
"What the hell?" Arden exclaimed, voicing my thoughts yet again.
"Lydia, what happened?" Stiles asked the red-head as she started crying, Arden stood next to him, looking quite awkward as she asked the other girl if she was okay.
Scott on the other hand, was studying the deer.
"We stopped and were talking when it suddenly ran right into my car!" Lydia cried, looking at her now totalled blue baby.
I looked at the dead animal, feeling totally confused. Why would a deer run to a car? They normally run away from one, not at one.
"What made it run right into her car?" I asked Scott as he reached out and touched the fur on its neck.
"…I don't know," he said puzzled, looking over at the others as Lydia bitterly laughed.
"Don't know? That thing was crazy!" she spat as the other girl hugged her.
"No, not crazy," Scott disagreed, petting it once more looking really grave "Terrified."