Disclaimer: Sadly I did not write Teen Wolf.
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"So you had some sicko dream where you mauled my best friend?" Avery asks Scott as they walk through the front doors of the school.
"Well… yeah."
"So you killed her?" Stiles asks returning to the details of the dream.
"I don't know. I just woke up. I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breath. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before." Scott responds.
"Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently." Stiles says casually.
"Ew I don't want to hear about your wet dreams Stiles." Avery says making a face.
"A: I meant that I've never had a dream that felt that real. And B: Never give me that much detail about you being in bed again." Scott agrees. Stiles bobs his head to the side in agreement.
"Noted. Let me take a guess here…" Stiles starts.
"I know you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow. Like I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out." Scott interrupts.
"Yeah!" Avery says but then she sees Scott's sad face and regrets it. "You're doing a great job though." She smiles a little too much shooting Scott a thumbs-up.
"Yeah I mean its not like there's a lycanthrope for beginners class you can take." Stiles shrugs.
"Not a class, but there is a teacher." Scott says quietly causing Avery and Stiles to look at each other.
"Who Derek?!" Stiles slaps Scott over the head and Avery hits his arm. "Did you forget the part where we got him tossed in jail?!"
"For killing his own sister!" Avery adds on with Stiles nodding vigorously on the other side of Scott in agreement.
"Yeah I know, but chasing her and dragging her to the back of the bus. It all felt so real."
"How real?" Stiles asks.
"Like it actually happened." Scott says as they push through another set of doors. Leading outside to a full on crime scene. The door to the bus was ripped open and there were claw marks and blood everywhere.
"Maybe it did." Avery says standing in aw of the crime scene.
"I have to find Allison!" Scott says turning around and running off.
"Go. Help him. I'll see you in chem." She says to Stiles.
"Ok. What are you going to do?"
"Get a better look. Duh." She shrugs and nods and he takes off after Scott.
Avery goes into stealth mode. Or what she calls stealth mode, but in reality just means putting on a pair of big sunglasses and hunching over to walk under the police tape. As she gets closer she peaks into the bus window. She sees a seat torn out and the emergency door that was torn off had five claw marks. As she gets on her tiptoes to get a better look she hears someone clear their throat behind her. She turns around slowly and sees Mr. Stilinski. She immediately swipes off her sunglasses and leans her elbow against the bus like it's no big deal to hang around a crime scene.
"Oh hey Sheriff! How's it going?" She says relaxed.
"Avery, what are you doing at my crime scene? Again." He tilts his head to the side and fixes her with an intense look.
"Oh you know. Just hanging out." She shrugs.
"Really? You're just hanging out at a crime scene?" He raises his eyebrows.
"Well that and um maybe wondering. You know just as a thought. Um, whose blood is all of this?" She asks gesturing at the bus behind her. "And you know if there alive or not?"
"Avery, you know I can't tell you about an on going investigation right?"
"Well I was just thinking that Stiles would probably tell me sooner or later." She shrugs again. "So why don't we just cut out the middle man? Save us both some time"
"Just because I like you." He says slapping an arm on her shoulder and guiding her back to the school doors. "It appears to be a bus driver. We don't know where the body is yet. And it's believed to be that a mountain lion attacked him and dragged his body out to the woods. We have a search party out now… Now get to class." He opens the door for her and she gives him a big smile and slips through.
The morning was full of talk about the bloody bus. And no shocker chemistry was too. She walked in taking her usual seat next to Danny.
"You look nice today. What's the occasion?" Danny asks raising his eyebrows like she's doing some scandalous thing that he wants the dirt on. She looks down forgetting what she put on that morning. It's just a pink skirt with beige flowers at the bottom fading into the pink and a double-layered blue lace tank top and beige sandals
"It was the only thing clean." She shrugs.
"Oh stop, or you'll turn me straight with all this kind of talk." He smiles making her laugh. He can always make her laugh.
"Sorry. I'm just a little distracted."
"Yeah this whole thing with the bus is pretty intense."
"No kidding."
"Mr. Stilinski." Danny and Avery snap their head to the front of the class. "If that's your idea of a hushed whisper you might want to pull the headphones out every once in a while. I think you and Mr. Macaw would benefit from a little distance. Yes?"
"No" Stiles says like he's a three year old who got put on a time out. But he just gives them a look and the two boys move apart.
"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be to much." The class laughs including Danny, which lands up getting him a slap on the arm and a 'not funny' look from Avery.
Scott moves to the front of the class and Stiles hesitates before seeing that there's an open spot at Danny and Avery's lab station. Danny moans when he sees Stiles walking their way.
"Be nice." Avery mumbles.
"No promises." He murmurs back. Just then stiles takes the seat in front of her.
"Hey guys." He says with a smile bobbing his head.
"Hey" Danny and Avery both say. Avery a little more upbeat then Danny.
"Hey! I think they found something!" Some girl sitting next to Scott yells.
Everyone jumps up and runs to the window. Avery sighs and takes her time getting up and when she hits the crowd, elbows her way to the front. She gets plenty of dirty looks but at the moment just flat out doesn't give a shit. She focuses on the body being wheeled to the ambulance on the gurney. Then the guy jumps up like he's purposely trying to scare the food right out of the children with there faces pressed up against the glass. And it works they all jump back and a few people even scream. But not Avery, she was never a screamer, instead she steps back and accidentally stumbles into Stiles who catches her.
"Uh sorry." She says straightening up and brushing her cloths down to straighten them out.
"No it's ok. Really." He coughs and straightening up himself. She turns back to her seat and instead sees Danny giving her a funny look. When they get back to their seats Stiles leans across the table. "Hey did you find anything this morning?"
"Not much. They think the victim is a bus driver and that it was a mountain lion that did it. And they couldn't find the body because they think the thing took it out into the woods. They sent out a search party and I guess it worked." She shrugs.
The rest of the class Stiles stays pretty quiet. She can't blame him; he definitely has a lot to think about. Hell they both did. Their friend could have done that to someone. Scott, innocent, sweet, puppy dog, Scott, could have brought someone that close to death. The bell rings snapping her out of her train of thought and then she gets a text.
Lydia- we're eating with Scott and Allison today.
She shows Danny the text and he groans.
"Why do we have to sit with them?" Danny complains.
"Well we're friends with Allison and Allison is dating Scott. What's the big deal anyways? I thought you don't hate Scott."
"Scott's not the problem." He says getting up from his seat.
"Why do you hate Stiles so much?"
"Why do you have a crush on him?" Danny asks eyes wide.
"What?! I do not!" she says in shock.
"Oh please I'm gay not blind." He rolls his eyes
"I do not like Stiles! I like Jake." She nods her head in determination.
"Of course you do." His words are heavy with sarcasm.
"I do!" They make there way into the cafeteria and she walks over to the lunch line to keep Danny company.
"Oh please, you guys gave each other the look."
"What 'look'?" She says putting air quotes on the last word.
"The 'why do we still have our clothes on?' look."
"I don't even know how to give that look! I don't even know what that look looks like." She tries to get him to understand but it's hopeless.
"I'll take a picture next time." He smiles and pushes his tray down the lunch line.
"Be serious!"
"I am! You like Stiles. You just don't know it yet."
"A: Me knowing is a vital part of me liking someone. B: Stiles is like one of my best friends here. I wouldn't risk all of that. And C: he likes Lydia. Scratch that he loves Lydia… and I have Jake." She lists all of the reasons quickly.
"Have you ever thought that maybe you like Jake because everyone wants you to?" His words hit her like a brick wall.
"What does that mean?"
"I mean… have you actually spent time with him? Or are you just admiring the little amount of good things you see in him?"
"I guess I'll see when we have our date tomorrow." She shrugs casually, trying to change the subject.
"Wow someone's been holding out on me." He turns to her as he hands the lady his money.
"Well, I was going to tell you but you brought up all of that Stiles bullshit."
"It's not bullshit… and when you realize it I get to say I told you so."
"Well you won't get the chance to say it because it will never happen." She says one hundred percent sure of herself… and she's hardly ever wrong.
"Yes it will." He insists.
"No it won't."
"Yes it will."
"No it won't!"
"What won't?" Stiles asks making Avery jump. Without realizing it they walked up to Stiles and Scott's table.
"Uh nothing." She says way too quickly getting her a strange look from Stiles. She takes the seat on Stiles left side, since Danny took the one on the right. Lydia is already sitting down next to Scott and Allison comes up and takes the seat right in front of her on Scott's other side. Jackson and Jake are the last ones to join them.
"Get up." Jackson says to some random guy who took the seat at the end next to Lydia and Danny.
"How come you never ask Danny to get up?" He complains.
"Because I don't stare at his girlfriends coin slot." Danny says with a smile. The guy gets up and takes the seat next to Jake who took the seat on Avery's left.
"So I hear there saying it's some type of animal attack." Danny starts up a conversation. "Probably a cougar."
"I heard mountain lion." Jackson adds.
"A cougar is a mountain lion." Lydia says not bother to look up. But once she realizes she let her genius show she quickly corrects herself. "Isn't it?" Avery rolls her eyes. She hates when Lydia tries to hide her brilliance. The girls a genius! And anyone who spends enough time with her would realize it, but they're all just too blinded by her mask.
"Who cares? The guys probably some homeless twiker whose going to die anyways." Jackson says.
"Oh Jackson stop I'm drowning in your compassion." Avery says.
"Actually I just found out who it is. Check it out." Stiles holds up his phone. It's a newscast video that says the guys name is Garrison Myers and that he did indeed survive the attack but remains in critical condition. Then it shows a picture of a nice looking gentleman in a suit.
"Homeless twiker my ass." Avery says to Jackson who just shrugs.
"Wait! I know this guy." Scott says
"You do?" Allison sounds confused.
"Yeah when I used to take the bus back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver." He looks up between Stiles and Avery and they both know what he's thinking. If he knew him then there's a bigger chance that he did this.
"Can we talk about something slightly more fun? Please." Lydia looks board as she twirls her fork. "Like… oh where are we going tomorrow night?" Lydia asks looking at Allison and Avery. "You said you and Scott where hanging out tomorrow night. Right?" she asks Allison looking all innocent. "And you and Jake have date tomorrow too, right?" she says to Avery. Stiles turns to her too and gives her a strange look. She looks over and sees Danny smiling and then looks up at Jake next to her and sees him nodding at Lydia in assurance.
"Uh we were thinking about what we were going to do." Allison says surprised. She looks at Avery but just gets a shrug and a mirrored confused look.
"Well, I'm not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos. So if the six of us are hanging out, we're doing something fun."
"Hanging out?" Scott stutters and Allison just shrugs. Avery can see Stiles shaking his head next to her out of the corner of her eye. "Like the six of us. Do you want to hang out like us and them?" Scott asks Allison.
"Yeah. I guess. Sounds fun." Allison shrugs and nods.
"You know what else sounds fun? Stabbing myself in the face with a this fork." Jackson says holding up the piece of cafeteria silverware.
"I agree maybe stabbing Jackson in the face with a fork would be more fun." Avery smiles in agreement. Making only Stiles laugh. They glance at each other and share in their laughter until Avery hears the sound of a picture being taken. She looks up and sees none other then Danny pointing to his phone and winking. Immediately her laughter dies down and they return to the conversation.
"Hahaha" Jackson laughs mockingly. "So funny."
"Hey, you're the one who offered." She holds up her hands in surrender.
"How about bowling? You love to bowl." Lydia pushes.
"Yeah with actual competition." He says leaning back in his seat.
"How do you know we're not actual competition?" Allison says with a smile. "You can bowl right?" she asks Scott.
"Sort of."
"Is it sort of, or yes?" Jackson asks leaning forward.
"Yes in fact I'm a great bowler." Scott leans forward too and they have a pretty impressive staring contest.
"Great. Avery? Jake? You in?" Lydia asks.
"Uh." She's actually a pretty decent bowler. That's not the problem. The problem is the level of hatred between the groups.
"Yeah we'll be there." Jake answers for her. He puts his arm around her shoulder and Avery feels awkward and uncomfortable. Once the bell rings. Avery ducks under Jake's arm and runs out the door with Scott and Stiles. After school is over she checks up with them again.
"You're a terrible bowler." Stiles says walking down the steps.
"I know! I'm such an idiot!" Scott moans.
"God! It was like watching a car wreck. First it turned into the whole group date thing. Then out of no where comes that phrase."
"Hanging out" Scott continues. Avery has to speed walk to keep up.
"You don't hang out with hot girls. Okay? It's like death, once it's hanging out, you might as well be her gay best friend. You and Danny can start hanging out."
"How is this happening? I either killed a guy or I didn't." Scott looks freaked.
"I don't think Danny likes me very much."
"I ask Allison on a date and now we're hanging out."
"Am I not attractive to gay guys."
"I make first line and the team captain wants to destroy me."
"Ok stop." Avery finally interrupts. "First of all Scott, don't beat yourself up over something your not sure you did. Second Jackson's just jealous. Don't make his problem yours. And third Allison kissed you, so obviously she likes you. Plus, like twenty-five percent of the girl population wants to date a werewolf. The other thirty percent is team Edward, and the rest haven't read twilight, or don't care which they get," she shrugs.
"You really think she likes me?" Scott asks with his puppy dog eyes on.
"I don't think, I know. So chill." She pats him on the shoulder and he smiles. But then his smile drops from his face.
"I'm going to be late for work." And just like that he takes off running.
"Wait Scott. You didn't… Am I attractive to gay guys?!" He shouts after Scott. "What about you?" He says turning to Avery. "Do you think I'm attractive to gay guys?" He lifts his eyebrows and smiles.
"Wow look at the time. I should really get to my car." She walks off to the parking lot but he fallows.
"Avery, answer the question." He says catching up to her. She makes her way to her car.
"Uh, honestly. You're not Danny's type. He likes strong, muscular and chiseled guys. And you're… adorkable." She shrugs. Unlocking her car.
"Adorkable? What the hell his that?" He says narrowing his eyes.
"Adorably dorky! You know, you do dorky cute things. Like trip a lot and stumble over your words. Adorkable." She shrugs facing him.
"So you think I'm adorable?" He says smiling.
"-bly dorky. Sure. Why not?" She rolls her eyes.
"You think I'm adorable." He says smiling
"You're so annoying." She pushes him lightly. "What are we in elementary school?" He keeps smiling at her and she gets in the car.
"Wait… so is this your car?" He looks up and down the car
"Yeah. It came last week but my dad had to change the brakes. What do out think?"
"I wasn't expecting a truck that's for sure. But it's pretty awesome I have to admit."
"Thanks. Do you want to go for a drive? Really see what she can do." She pats the steering wheel.
"Uh… Sure why the hell not?" He shrugs and runs around the car, jumping in the passenger seat. She pulls out of the School drive way and speeds off down the road. "So uh are you excited for tomorrow night?" Stiles asks looking out the window.
"More nervous." She answers shortly.
"Why would you be nervous?" He shock makes her laugh.
"This was supposed to be my first real date. And now it's my first group date." Stiles whips around to face her, giving her a look of complete shock. "What?"
"Wait. Your telling me that you've never been on a date before. With like anyone… ever?"
"Dude I'm a sophomore in high school, it's not like I'm an 60 year old cat lady." She says defensively.
"Sorry. It's just that. I don't know. You're friends with Lydia and Allison and they've obviously dated before. And you're hot. How could you not have?" She gives him a shocked and confused look. He finally realizes what he said. "I mean some people think you're hot. I've heard it around school." She smiles and starts laughing.
"Ok… well I just didn't really care about all of that boy stuff. I had my group of friends back in L.A. and I was fine with just having them. That and no guy ever thought of me as more than a friend. I just ooze friend zone." She shrugs still staring at the road.
"I know what you mean… but hey, Jake definitely didn't friend zone you."
"Yeah… great." She says trying to sound positive.
"That wasn't very convincing." Apparently it didn't work.
"I don't know. It's just something Danny said before lunch." She said thinking back to Danny's wise words about Jake. They pull into a near empty school parking lot and into the space next to Stiles blue jeep.
"What did he say?" Stiles looks genuinely interested.
Don't look into those big brown eyes. Don't do it, or you'll tell him everything he wants to know. But she caves and looks up into his eyes that are already pouring into her.
"It's nothing really. He just said that I like Jake because other people want me to. And I'm playing up the little amount of good things I know about him." She shakes her head.
"He's kind of right." She whips her head up to him.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She says with a little bit of edge in her voice.
"Well what do you really know about this guy Avery? I've known him since we've been kids and he's not the guy for you"
"Oh because you would know?" She rolls her eyes.
"Well yeah. Actually I would." She can hear the frustration in his voice but dismisses it.
"Well I guess I'll see for myself when we go out tomorrow." She says.
"I guess you will!" He gets out of the car and slams the door. Once he speeds off in his car she gets the feeling of loneliness.
Why does he even care? If I want to get my heart broken I have a right to. I mean I'm in high school I'm supposed to date guys and get hurt. Right? Plus he loves Lydia! That's the worst person for him that I could possibly think of! He has no right to judge me for liking Jake just because he's not the one for me. Especially when he's head over heels for my best friend. She thinks as she drives home.
The next day she gets up and takes a shower. She puts some product in her hair and decides to let it stay down and curly for the date that night. The whole day she's irritable. That… whatever you want to call it… with Stiles last night put her on edge. So when Lydia and Allison both txt her to meet at Allison's house before the date she isn't to pumped but agrees anyway.
She gets dressed in light blue high waisted denim shorts with white Aztec designs on them and a white shirt lace shirt that stop when the shorts start. She puts on a pair of lace combat boots and a denim vest attached to a button up hoodie. She does her makeup extra nice to make up for her lack of girlyness fashion wise. After looking in the mirror and making sure that everything looks fine, but avoiding her eyes, she heads out. As she drives over to Allison's her anger starts to fade away being replaced by regret and nerves. But for now she has to get over it. She pulls in front of Allison's house and takes a deep breath before getting out of the car. No more then ten minutes later she's upstairs on Allison's bed with Lydia criticizing her outfit.
"You don't even look like a girl Avery!" Lydia goes on. "I mean this is your first date with Jake. Couldn't you have put on one of your cute skirts or dresses that you usually seem to have?"
"We're bowling Lydia. If I wore a skirt you guys won't only see bowling balls." Avery retorts with a sigh.
"I think she looks nice. What about this one?" Allison says holding up a black shirt.
"Pass." Lydia says from the bed. Allison holds up another shirt. "Pass." And that one goes down too. "Ugh let me see. Pass. Pass. Pass. Pass on all of it. God, Allison looks like your taste is dwindling by the second." She laughs. "Hu" she says pulling out a black shirt. "This." She says already making the decision. Avery just stays on the bed looking up at the ceiling.
"Dad hello." Allison says sounding less then happy.
"Right. I… I'm sorry. I completely forgot to knock." He points over his shoulder at the door and actually gives a very rare smile.
"Hey Mr. Argent." Lydia says jumping on the bed and twirling her hair. Avery gives a small wave when his eyes fall her.
"Dad do you need something?" Allison asks with an obvious irritated shrug.
"I wanted to tell you that you'll be staying in tonight." He says shouldering his jacket ironically.
"What? I'm going out with my friends tonight." Allison says back.
"Not when there's some animal out there attacking people." He shoots her down.
"Dad. Dad…" but Mr. Argent cuts her off before she can get a word in.
"It's out of my hands. There's a curfew and no ones allowed out of the house past nine pm." Allison gets frustrated and throws the selected shirt on the bed once her father exists the room. She lets out a sigh and bits down on her thumbnail.
"Someone's daddy's little girl." Lydia says getting up.
"Sometimes." Allison replies putting on a determined look. "But not tonight." She walks over to the dresser and puts on a purple hat. She then walks over to the window with Avery and Lydia fallowing close behind and she steps out onto the roof. Then she does a freaking flip off the roof. "Eight years of gymnastics." She gives as an explanation for her random ninja skills. "You guys coming?" Lydia and Avery share a look.
"Yeah I think we'll take the stairs." Avery says with Lydia nodding next to her.
"Yeah." Lydia agrees.
"Why is it ok for her to wear a hat?" Avery asks as they run down the stairs and out the door.
"So not the time." Lydia shoots back.
"It is if I wanted to wear the hat in my car." Avery mumbles to herself defeated. Allison and Lydia get in Lydia's silver bug.
"I'll meet you guys there I have to get gas." Avery says walking up to Lydia's window.
"Wait is that your truck?" Lydia asks pointing at her baby.
"Yeah!" She gives Lydia her most dazzling smile.
"We are going to have a very serious talk about how that's not ok later." And with that they drive off.
Avery jumps in her car and drives to the nearest gas station. Some place ironically called the food mart, since most people don't buy food from a gas station. As she pulls up she sees Derek's car blocked in by a two others with a bunch of men standing around looking pretty intimidating. But of course Derek looked as tough as ever. And then some guy bashes in his window with a crowbar and they drive off leaving Derek and her alone at the gas station. Against the wishes of the voice in her head she walks up to Derek to make sure he's ok.
"Hey are you ok?" She asks making Derek turn on her. He fixes her with an unhappy look but Avery doesn't mind. "Look I just want to make sure you're all right. Ok?" she holds up her hands to show she means no harm.
"I'm fine." He says and jumps in his car and drives away.
"Okay bye!" She says with an over dramatic wave. "Great seeing you again!" She shouts after him. "You too Avery." She says mimicking his deep voice again. "I really need to stop talking to myself." She shakes her head and finishes filling up when she gets a text.
Lydia- where are you? Jake's waiting.
Avery- Just go ahead and start. Get me size eight shoes please.
Lydia- Fine.
Avery- Love you too!
And with that she drives off to the bowling alley. She gets there just in time to see Scott walk up to go. And Stiles was right, he does suck. The ball rolls straight into the gutter causing Jackson and Jake to burst out laughing.
"Be nice boys." Avery says walking up and taking the seat next to Jake who wraps an arm around her and pulls her in to kiss her on the cheek.
"Hey Avery." Everyone says as she puts on her shoes.
"Sorry I'm late. What I miss?"
"Nothing much just Macaw sucking." Jackson laughs.
"Hey Jackson you mind shutting up?" Allison says in her serious voice.
"I'm sorry. I'm just flashing back to the words 'I'm a great bowler'." He keeps laughing and Jake joins
"Maybe he just needs a little warm up." Allison suggests.
"Maybe he just needs the kiddy bumpers." Jackson Lydia and Jake start to laugh, getting Jake a good slap on the chest.
"Ow what?" Jake asks like he's shocked she would dare hit him.
"That's not funny." Avery says simply looking up at him.
"Calm down. Don't be such a buzz kill, Avery." He says shaking his head like he's sick of her already.
"Don't be a jerk Jake. Scott just needs to warm up and you being a dick, doesn't help." He takes his arm off her shoulders.
"What's your problem?"
"Right now? You." They glare at each other for a while feeling everyone's eyes on them. "Well… um Scott looks like you still have another go." Avery says looking up at Scott and sees that she is in fact right. Everyone is staring at them.
"Uh yeah, yeah right." Scott replies nodding and turning around.
Allison leans over and whispers a thank you in Avery's ear for sticking up for Scott. Avery just shrugs and gives her a small smile. She looks up and sees Lydia shaking her head and mouth 'be nice to him' before she turns back and watches Scott standing in front of the lane. After about a minute of Scott just standing there Allison gets up and walks over to him. She whispers something in his ear and then she walks back over and takes the seat next to Avery. Then Scott bowls a strike.
"What did you say to him?" Jackson asks in shock.
"I just gave him something to think about." Allison says with a smile and a shrug of her shoulders.
"And what would that be?" Avery whispers into her ear.
"Me… naked." They laugh lightly and Avery pats her on the back in congratulations.
"Good job Allison." She says before leaning back in her seat.
"Ok Avery you're up." Jackson says trying to distract against Scott's amazing transformation.
"Good job." She gives Scott a high five on her way up.
"Thanks…" Scott says back to her in a hushed voice so no one else could hear. "No really thanks… for what you said."
"Anytime. Now go take a seat. I have to think of someone naked to distract me. How's Ryan Gosling? I think he'll get the job done" She winks and he walks away blushing.
She walks up and throws the ball down the lane. It rolls down the lane and takes out half the pins. She shrugs. It wasn't too bad for not bowling in maybe a year. She picks up her purple bowling ball and goes again it rolls down the lane and nocks the rest of the pins down.
"Yes!" She spins around smiling and takes her seat between Allison and Jake.
"I'm sorry, I was being a jerk." Jake whispers in her ear. She turns to look at him and he smiles. She smiles back but his smile no longer gave her butterflies.
"Uh… looks like your up." She points to the lane and Jake gets up and bowls a strike. Of course he would be an amazing bowling.
The next couple of go's, all of the boys dominate.
"Hey Jackson how many is that?" Allison asks innocently.
"Six…in row." He says grudgingly.
"Something just clicked I guess." Scott shrugs.
"Maybe it's just natural talent." Allison offers.
"Excuse me natural talent, you mind helping me out this time Scott." Lydia says in her seductive voice. Avery's mouth falls open.
"No, you're good. Go for it." Scott says a little confused and slightly scared.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." She says not used to being shot down.
"Hey. I'll help." Jackson offers already getting up.
"How about I just try this one on my own." Lydia shoots back. Ow. And then Lydia walks up and bowls a perfect strike. "I think I'm getting the hang of it."
"That was perfect form." Avery says leaning over to Lydia with Allison.
"You should stop pretending to suck just for his benefit." Allison says.
"Trust me I do plenty of sucking just for his benefit." Lydia says back making Avery wince.
"Ew keep the bedroom habits in the bedroom!" Avery says shuddering out of disgust and leans back in her chair.
The rest of the game goes with basically everyone being way better then they let on. Except for Jackson he was basically as good as he said. When it all ended Jackson and boys go play pinball leaving the girls to talk.
"What was that with you and Jake?" Lydia asks obviously not happy with Avery's behavior.
"I had to put that boy in his place." She nods back putting her hands on her hips.
"Avery, don't mess this up. If all goes well the three of us will be in the most powerful couples of the whole school. Just make it work." Just then Jake walks off to the bathroom and Jackson gets on his serious hatred face.
"Fine Tim Gun whatever you say. Will you excuse me? I have to ask Scott and Jackson something about chemistry." She walks off without an answer.
"… I don't know if it's steroids or something weirder. I'm guessing something weirder since it's pretty obvious that you're a freak. So don't think for a second, that I've given up on finding what you're little secret is." Jackson says in a threatening voice before walking off and joining Lydia. Avery turns to Scott.
"At least he's starting to get over the whole steroids thing. That was getting annoying."
"What am I going to do?" he groans.
"… First you're going to calm down, then you're going to stop worrying about, Allison, and Jackson, and the fact that you might have killed the bus driver." Scott's head snaps up.
"Wait Stiles didn't tell you?" He looks confused.
"Tell me what?"
"We went to the school last night after I talked to Derek and I went on the bus and remembered. I didn't kill that guy, I was trying to help him." He pauses for a moment at the look of hurt on her face. "I'm sorry. I would have texted you but Stiles said he already told you."
"No, I'm not mad at you. I should go." She turns around and heads for the door. "Bye guys. I have to go." She waves to the small group and heads for the door with Jake following her close behind.
"Hey where are you going?" He asks catching up to her.
"I have to get home." She says unlocking her car.
"You're not even going to say goodbye first?" She wrenches her door open and turns to him. When did he get so close?
"Uh… bye." He leans down to kiss her, she thinks, but she ducks under and gives him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek before jumping in her car and speeding off.
She was furious with Stiles. How could he not tell her?! Sure they got into an… argument or whatever that was but still wolf stuff comes first! She speeds down the road to Stiles house. She had no idea what she was doing but she was just so mad and hurt. She pulls up to his house and sees the sheriff isn't home. Thank God. She storms up to the door and knocks three times. When Stiles answers the door he has a look of shock to see her.
"Avery… what are you doing here?"
"It is not ok to shut me out form werewolf stuff. I know you're mad at me, or not talking to me, or whatever! And if we were in any normal situation that would be completely reasonable, but we're not! And you can't go talking to Derek and breaking into crime scenes at school and not tell me!" She stands there taking deep breaths and looking at his shocked and slightly scared face then turns around and starts to walk back to her car.
"Wait… Avery!" He says running after her. She turns around and he stops abruptly almost running into her. "You should know that the bus driver… he didn't make it." And just like that her anger melts away.
"I'm sorry Stiles. I'm sorry for blowing up like that back there." She says looking up at him after a moment of silence.
"No, you were right. I should have told you. Wolf stuff comes first." He shrugs and pauses for a moment. "And I'm sorry about what I said in your car yesterday. It's none of my business who you date."
"It is though, I mean you're one of my best friends here, Stiles. And I don't want to lose that just because of some guy. So if you really think he's bad for me, I'll stop seeing him. I'll delete his number form my phone and… and punch him in the face if he tries to talk to me ever again." She offers up, and deep down she was hoping he would tell her he's wrong for her. Say that she deserves someone better.
"God you're making me feel like a girl." He says with a laugh.
"I know you're not a girl. Trust me." She says back with a laugh.
"You can see him if you want to. Just don't talk about him to me… like ever. He took my lunch in elementary school and I'm not ready to forgive him yet." His voice is very serious.
"Deal! He doesn't even exist!" She says with a smile. "So we're good?" Her voice is full of hope.
"Yeah we're good." He nods. "Well, I have to go tell Scott the news about the bus driver."
"Yeah I should get home." She points to her truck over her shoulder. "So… uh… bye." She says with a wave.
"Yeah bye." He waves too and turns around starting to walk over to his jeep.
"Stiles wait!" She runs up to him and the second he turns around he's tackled with hug making him almost fall over. "I missed you." She whispers in his ear before pulling away. "I'll text you later?" She asks over her shoulder as she makes her way back to her car.
"Uh… yeah… sure." He straightens himself up and watches her drive off.
I hope you guys liked it! Please tell me what you think about where the story's heading. I would love to hear your guy's ideas or inputs. Sorry, about the grammar mistakes. I'll try to get another chapter up as soon as possible.
HailleRaeKitty: Sorry for the late response, I do not have a deviant art. I sadly don't even know what that is. I would love to hear more about it though.