A/N: I know I should have been studying but Percy was screaming at me to write this chapter. I totally enjoyed writing it so... Anyway... I still don't own the Teen Wolf characters, just Percy. I really enjoy reading the reviews you guys give. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. R&R!
Stiles hurries past me throwing a not-so-casual over his shoulder, "It's probably just a dog."
I chase him out to the Jeep and stop him from climbing in. "Tell me Stiles…. Do I look stupid?"
"What?" Stiles flinches away from me but shakes his head. "No…. of course not."
"Okay then. Let's try this again." I take my hand off the door. "What was that?"
"Look. I can't tell you that yet." He moves me to the side and opens the driver side door. "Maybe soon. But for right now we should probably check on Allison." He looks pointedly at me as I stay where I'm at staring at him.
"You will tell me what's going on later." I walk briskly to the passenger side door and hop in.
"Yeah sure. If you want." Stiles shrugs and pulls away from the curb.
"It wasn't a question." I watch the houses pass as we speed toward Allison's house.
Stiles pulls up in front of the Argent's house in a screech of tires and we were both at the front door within seconds the doors of the Jeep hanging wide open. I ring the doorbell furiously as Stiles knocks frantically on the door.
"Come on Allison. Open up!" I say pushing the doorbell a few more times. After about a minute of abuse the door swings open to reveal a really angry looking older redhead.
"Hi, Mrs. Argent. You have no idea who I am. We're friends of your daughters." Stiles says in one breath pointing between me and him. I quickly remove my hand from the doorbell and wave shyly at her before looking down at my shoes. "Uh, look, this is gonna sound kind of crazy, really crazy, actually. You know what? Crazy doesn't…"
"Allison! It's for you." Mrs. Argent shouts up the stairs interrupting him. I jerk my head up and look at the landing at the top of the stairs. Allison comes around the corner and gives me a confused look.
"Oh thank god." I breathe a sigh of relief and race up her stairs and hug her tightly.
"Uhhh…. Hi:" She chuckles in my ear hugging me back lightly before I take a step back and look around.
"I totally just barged in without any permission." I turn and look over the railing of the landing. "Sorry Mrs. Argent." She just waves off my apology and walks into another room.
"You are here with Stiles?" Allison looks at me a little confused.
"Huh? Oh yeah." I smile at her weakly. She just waggles her eyebrows at me. "Not even like that…. Stop it." I push her lightly on the arm, laughing, before heading back down the stairs.
"So what's up?" Allison leans over the railing to look at me.
"Oh I left my phone in my car and was worried you hadn't gotten home." I shrug joining Stiles right outside the door. She tilts her head at me but doesn't question me further. "I'll see you later alright?" I raise my hand and pull the front door closed.
"So he took her home." Stiles says not removing his eyes from the door.
"Yeah. Looks like." I head back to the Jeep. "Come on. We should find Scott."
"What?" Stiles runs down the path after me. "It's alright I can drop you off at home. You really don't have to worry about Scott."
"Stiles." I hop into the Jeep sighing. "I'm coming and nothing you say will sway me otherwise. Now please get in the car."
He sighs and kicks at the ground in frustration before climbing into the driver's seat. I place my hands on my lap feeling the fabric of my dress shift.
"Uhhh, actually could we make a quick stop at my house?" Stiles starts the car and pulls out of the driveway and asks which way to go. I direct him through the town until we pull up in front of my house. Looking out the window I see that a few lights are still on, meaning my mother was waiting to hear about the night.
"The minute I step out of this car you are going to drive off aren't you?" I turn to him with a tiny knowing grin on.
"Of course not." He shakes his head viciously.
"You are a horrible liar." I giggle and tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. "You are going to have to forgive me for this."
"For what?" He twitches slightly at my raised hand. I swiftly reach my hand out and pull the keys out of the ignition and hop out of the car.
"Just give me two minutes to change then we will go find Scott." I smile at the confused look on his face as he tries to catch up with what had just happened. The front door to my house opened right as I reached the porch to reveal my mother grinning at me.
"Hey sweetie. Did you have a good time?" She steps into the porch light blocking the way into the house.
"Yeah I did actually." I try to sidestep around her to squeeze through but somehow this tiny woman had managed to block the entire thing.
"Is that a boy?" She jerks her head at the Jeep and at Stiles, who had clambered out and was leaning against the hood waiting.
"What?" I look around and see what she is nodding at. "No Mom it's a unicorn." She shoots me an amused look. "Of course it's a boy. Can I please come in?"
"He's cute." My mom muses as she steps aside and lets me in.
"Oh my god." I throw my hands up and race past her heading for the stairs.
"Would you like to come in?" My mom raises her voice so that Stiles can hear her. Oh god. Please say no Stiles. I silently pray as I slam through my bedroom door and quickly change into a pair of dark skinny jeans, a light blue tank top, a darker blue button down shirt, and my combat boots. Picking up my keys I head back down the stairs to see Stiles cornered by my mother and trying to explain where we were headed.
I shake my head as I come up behind my mom as Stiles throws out an excuse that sounded oddly like studying.
"Mom, leave the poor boy alone." She turns at the sound of my voice and Stiles breathes a sigh of relief. "There's an after party. I just asked Stiles to stop by here on the way because I spilled something on my dress earlier." My mom perked up at the words after party.
"Oh well then… why didn't you just say so?" She sends a light glare at Stiles before skipping off to another part of the house.
"Really? Studying? That's the best you could come up with?" I shoot him an incredulous look as I lightly shooed him away from the front door so I could close it.
"I panicked." He confessed taking his keys back as I offered them to him.
"I can tell." I smile and head for the Jeep. "Now let's go find Scott and you can tell me what's going on with you two."
After driving around all night with no sign of Scott, nor any mention of what was happening to him, Stiles decides to head back into town. As we drive down one of the roads through the woods we see a figure walking about 20 yards in front of us.
"That's Scott." Stiles nods and starts to slow down. I reach up and grab one of the bars running along the ceiling in the back of the car and pull myself out of the passenger seat and into the back. "What are you doing?" Stiles watches the entire time, while slowing to a stop next to Scott.
"Giving up my seat for him." I shrug reaching around the seat and pushing the door open. "Need a lift?" I grin at him sitting myself back. Scott just tiredly tumbles into the passenger seat and Stiles pulls away.
"Not that I'm not thoroughly impressed by the fact that you spent the entire night out here without a shirt….. Or shoes…. But can I ask why?" I lean forward between the seats to get a view of Scott's face.
He smiles weakly at me as Stiles shrugs out of his jacket and hands it to his friend. "Uh. I wasn't feeling well. Needed to get some fresh air."
"Ah. So…." I catch Stiles' eye in the rear-view mirror. "He's been taking lessons from you, hasn't he?" Stiles chuckles softly and shakes his head. "Look Scott it's obvious you haven't been feeling well recently but you really shouldn't lie to me. I'll find out eventually."
He just looks between me and Stiles before saying. "Did you tell her?"
"No, I did not tell her." Stiles throws his hands up slightly at the accusation.
"Oh… Well there's nothing to tell anyway." Scott slinks back down in his seat.
"Well someone needs to tell me something because I am not above asking every couple seconds until you do." I glance between the two of them as they both avoid my eyes. "Besides…. If you tell me and I decide to tell everyone else you can rest easy at night knowing that no one believes anything I say anyway."
Scott turns to me making me jump back a little startled. "Why do you want to know anyway? It doesn't affect you."
"Doesn't affect me? You went on a date with my only friend….. Who ended up getting a ride home from someone you think is a killer…. And also someone who…." I bring my hands up for air quotes, "'bit' you. If it puts her in danger then yes it affects me." I tilt my head before deciding to continue, "By the way, when you say bit do you mean like an actual bite? Like take a chunk out of you bite? Because to be honest you don't look like you're into that stuff."
Stiles slams on the brakes as I finish and spins around so far in his seat I'm surprised the seat belt isn't strangling him.
"What?" I ask innocently as they both look at me shocked. Scott runs a hand through his hair then turns back to me with a serious look on his face.
"Do you really want to know?" He asks, causing Stiles to shake his head viciously trying to stop him.
"Yes!" I respond shooting a glare at Stiles and motioning for him to start driving.
"Fine. I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to breathe a word of this to anyone. Especially Allison." He pleads with me using his eyes. Damned puppy dog eyes. I woulda promised even without them…. But seriously how does he do those so well.
"I promise." I place a hand over my heart and give him a slight nod.
"Dude. You can't seriously be thinking about telling her." Stiles interjects waving his hand at Scott.
"Yeah I am." Scott turns a little more in his seat so he can look at me before starting. "So. It started the night before the first day of school when Stiles and I were in the woods….."
"So you are a werewolf." I grin at Scott once he fills me in on everything that happens. "That's actually kind of awesome."
"You aren't freaked out?" Scott looks at me surprised.
"Freaking out over it isn't going to make it go away." I shrug indifferently. "Besides…. It's really freaking awesome." Even Stiles had to laugh at how I was bouncing happily in the back of the Jeep. Scott turns back around and leans against the window.
"You know what actually worries me the most?" He asks letting his head bounce a few times before just pouting out the window.
"If you say Allison, I'm gonna punch you in the head." Stiles looks over at his friend with a slightly sick expression on.
"She probably hates me now." Scott almost whines out. Stiles scoffs and I shift around in the back so that I can see Scott.
"She doesn't hate you." I announce. "And if you are worried about that I'll talk to her tomorrow and tell her that you got food poisoning or something." I smile at him and shrug. "Really you don't have to worry about her."
"It wouldn't hurt to come up with a pretty amazing apology either." Stiles adds in. "Or, you know, you could just tell her the truth and revel in the awesomeness of the fact that you are a frickin' werewolf." He smiles at me in the rear-view and Scott jerks his head up and looks at him like he's crazy. "Okay, bad idea."
Scott goes back to pouting out the window and Stiles hits his arm lightly. "Hey, we'll get through this." I lean back against the wall in the back grinning at how close they are. "Come on, if I have to, I'll chain you up myself on full moon nights and feed you live mice."
"I'll help…." I throw out leaning my head against the wall of the Jeep. "With the chaining up thing not the live mice thing because... ugh" I shudder to punctuate my point.
"I had a boa once. I could do it." Scott scoffs at Stiles statement and I shake my head slowly and close my eyes.
About 15 minutes later Stiles pulls up in front of my house and Scott jumps out before helping me climb out of the back.
"Hey…." He says as I start up my walkway causing me to turn around. "Thanks."
"You'd do the same." I smile and wave at both the boys before walking backwards up the path to my house. "See you at school on Monday."
I tried to quietly shut the front door behind me but just as it clicked shut my mom came racing down the stairs.
"Where have you been? It's 6 in the morning." She grabs my shoulders and starts looking me over.
"Mom, I'm fine." I snicker and pull her hands off my arms and lead her to the living room.
"When you said the after party I figure that you would be back in just a couple hours not almost 6 hours later." She seats herself on the couch and I collapse in one of the chairs around the coffee table.
"I stayed afterwards to help clean up." I tilt my head so I can see her. "I thought maybe I could make some friends by offering to help.
"Oh. Well aren't you sweet. Next time you decide to do that can you at least call first?" She visibly starts to calm down.
"Yeah sorry. I left my phone in my car…" I stop as I realize where my car is, "which is still at Lydia's." I hop out of my chair and grab the home phone.
"Why is your car there?" My mom follows me into the kitchen and starts setting up the coffee machine.
"It wouldn't start for some reason. I'm gonna call a tow truck to go get it." I start looking around for a phone book as my mother sighs and slides one across the island to me. "Thanks."
"Well. Did you at least have a good time last night? You never did really say earlier." She waves off my thanks as I searched through the numbers. I paused, looked at her smiling and leaned on the phone book.
"Actually…. It was the perfect night." I nod and then look back down resuming my search. "Yeah. The perfect night."
Monday morning arrived and my mom dropped me off at school because my car was still in the shop. I caught up with Allison after classes were done for the day and we were walking across the courtyard when she noticed Scott sitting on one of the benches in his lacrosse uniform.
"One second okay?" She says to me before gliding over to him. "So what happened? You left me stranded at the party?" She doesn't even stop as he gets up and walks beside her. I keep my distance and look around trying not to listen.
"Yeah, I know, I know. I'm really sorry, I am." Scott stutters slightly on the first few words. "But you're gonna have to trust that I had a really good reason." He shoots me a look over his shoulder that said 'I thought you were going to talk to her'. I just mouth back 'sorry' then gesture for him to talk to her.
"Did you get sick?" Allison turns back towards him and I quickly turn and stare at a bench.
"I definitely had an attack of something." Scott says as his excuse, causing me to spin around waving my hands mouthing 'no'.
Allison stops and whirls on Scott, "Am I gonna get an explanation?"
"Can you just find it in your heart to trust me on this one?" Scott asks looking at her with his puppy dog eyes, causing Allison to let out an angry breath before smiling at him. Seriously! How does he do that?
"Am I gonna regret this?"
"Probably." They both chuckle softly. "So is that a yes on a second chance?" Scott asks stepping a little closer to her.
"Definitely yes." Allison nods as a car horn goes off in the roundabout in front of the school. "That's my dad. I better go." She turns in my direction and waves. "See you tomorrow Percy."
"Yeah. See ya." I walk over and stand next to Scott as she walks away. I wait until she is out of earshot before turning to him and saying, "Well that went well." He just grins and we turn and start walking towards student parking, when Scott stops suddenly and turns around looking at Allison's dad. "What?" I stop and look at her dad too while Scott raises his hand in an awkward wave.
"It's him." Scott whispers out of the corner of his mouth.
"What? Him who? Her dad? Yeah she said that." I put a hand on his arm and start pushing him back in the direction we were headed. "Let's go. I need to find a ride home."