A/N: Yay! I finished my exam with minimal brain damage. Here's the next chapter for you lovelies. Sadly still no Derek/Percy interaction... which I'm really looking forward to. I still don't own Teen Wolf or its characters... just Percy, always Percy. *sighs*
Scott allows me to lead him away but doesn't say anything.
"Scott?" I let go of his arm and look at him concerned.
"Yeah?" He snaps out of the stupor he had been in and looks over at me.
"What's wrong?" I stop walking and move over to the wall of the school.
"You remember the hunters I told you I ran into in the woods?" I nod as a bunch of students come piling out the side door we were standing next to. "Her dad was one of them."
"Allison's dad?" I clarify.
"Yeah." Scott points at the door still a little dazed. "I need…. I need to change. I'll see you later."
"Ummmm. Yeah okay." I wave as he walks away then look around. "Still don't have a ride." I slide down the wall with a sigh pulling out my phone and calling my mom to come get me.
"Hey, you've reached the Goodwin household. We aren't home right now….." I stab the end call button and toss my phone into my bag and stand up. Well time to go hunt for a pity ride. I walk around the building and hear a whistle go off on the field. Lacrosse practice? Maybe I can ask Stiles for a ride. I shrug and head for the bleachers and see Jackson lay Scott on his back and the coach start yelling at him.
"McCall's gonna do it again. McCall's gonna do it again." Coach Finstock yells as Scott runs back to the line. I toss my bag at my feet and sit down and lean my elbows on my knees. Scott restarts his run at Jackson and furiously slams into Jackson causing him to end up on the ground writhing in pain. I jump up from my seat and grab my bag as Scott hits his knees on the field close to where Jackson lay.
Stiles reaches Scott first and crouches next to him. I squeeze through the crowd gathering around Jackson and stop right behind the two boys.
"What's going on?" I hiss at them looking over my shoulder to make sure everyone is still over with Jackson.
"I can't control it. It's happening." Scott gasps grabbing at the ground.
"What? Right here? Now?" Stiles panics and looks over at me then back at his friend before pulling Scott to his feet. "Alright. Come on. Get up. Go!" I send one last look over at the mass huddled on the field then follow Scott and Stiles as they run off the field.
Stiles stumbles along with Scott until we get to the boys locker room where I stop right outside the door.
"Down. You okay?" Stiles leads Scott down to his knees just inside the door. "Scott, you okay?"
"Get away from me!" Scott growls out loudly causing me to back up a step and glance up and down the hallway, and Stiles to scurry backwards into one of the benches. Scott starts to pursue Stiles around the locker room snarling and growling. I step forward to go inside to distract Scott when Stiles catches my eye and waves his hand telling me to get out of there. I duck down right outside the doorway, where a couple seconds later Stiles comes spilling out spraying a fire extinguisher. I slide myself down the hall a little to avoid being stepped on.
He stops still gripping the extinguisher to his body then glances over at me to make sure I'm okay. I smile weakly as Scott groans from the locker room. "Stiles?" We both straighten up and peek into the room to see a confused Scott sitting on the bench looking at us. "What happened?"
Stiles tosses the extinguisher into the hallway and walks back through the doorway removing his gloves. "You tried to kill me. It's like I told you before. It's the anger, it's your pulse rising. It's a trigger." I stand hesitantly in the doorway watching Scott look between Stiles, me, and the extinguisher now rolling on the floor beside me.
"But that's lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game, if you hadn't noticed." Scott still sounded confused, I really couldn't blame him.
"Well, it's gonna be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field." Stiles states plainly. "You can't play Saturday. You are gonna have to get out of the game."
"But I'm first line." Scott whispers softly.
"Not anymore." Stiles sighs and I catch Scott's eye.
"I kind of agree with Stiles here." I jerk my chin in Stiles' direction. "It's not just your team or the others you have to worry about Scott. There's going to be other people in the stands. Especially Allison." I sigh and step back from the door. "I'm gonna go see if they've gotten anywhere with Jackson or if he's still whimpering on the field." I try to chuckle but all that comes out is a huff of air. "Just think about not playing." I give a nod to both of them as a goodbye and stride down the hall back to the field.
Later that night I collapse onto my bed after calling Stiles and telling him about Jackson's separated shoulder. Well Percy you handled that really well today….. couldn't even go into the locker room, or help in any way. You should be proud of yourself. I moan into my pillow and grunt when I hear a knock at my door.
"Yeah?" I shout into my pillow not bothering to lift my head up. I hear my door open up and then feel my bed dip as someone sits next to me.
"We got a call today about your car." My mom says placing her hand on my back. I lift my head up happily.
"And? When can I go get it?" I grin at her happy to be talking about my car.
"Not yet." My mom chuckles as she shakes her head. "They have to order some part that's really difficult to get or something. You may want to pick up a few more shifts at work so you can pay for it."
"You know when you sat down I thought you'd have good news." I roll over and glare at my mother. "Now I'm thinking you came in here to torture me."
"I'm your mother it's my job to torture you." She smiles and gets up. "But you really should consider getting more shifts."
"Yeah yeah. I'll call my boss later." I wave a hand at her as she exits. I grab my pillow and smush it on top of my face to drown out the light then let my arms fall and just lay there in silence until I fall asleep.
Friday morning Allison and I were wandering the hallway between classes when she spots Scott down the hall and takes off in his direction leaving me talking to myself.
"Yeah, no great, just leave me here." I sigh and walk over to my locker and retrieve my textbooks for my next few classes. Allison appears a few seconds later and spins the combination into her lock. "So how's Scott?" I ask leaning against the wall of lockers beside me.
"He's fine." She grins glancing at me out of the corner of her eye. "By the way we are all going out tomorrow after the game."
"Who is we all?" I step back as she whips the door to her locker open.
"Me, Scott, Lydia, Jackson, you….. and possibly Stiles." She faces me as she says this. I crinkle my nose as she mentions Jackson. "Come on it will be fun."
"That is what you said about the party." I pointed at her mischievously.
"The party was not my fault." She giggles and reaches into her locker pulling out a jacket. "Did you put this in here?"
"No…. I don't know your combination nor did I have a jacket to give you." I tilt my head and look at it. "Maybe you forgot you brought a jacket this morning?"
"Yeah… Maybe." We both jump as the bell for class rings. "I have to go to French class. I'll see you at lunch okay?" She tosses the jacket back into her locker and grabs a textbook.
"Yes ma'am." I smirk and head off towards my next class.
Scott and I leave algebra talking about Lydia threatening to introduce Allison to all the 'hot' lacrosse players.
"You really don't need to worry about that." I chuckle. "Allison is really into you. Lydia doesn't really have as much sway over her as she may think."
"Allison's into me?" Scott smiles hopefully.
"No." I scoff. "She goes out with you because she hates you." I give him a sarcastic glance. "Of course she is into you."
We stop at Scott's locker which he opens long enough to place a book away before closing it. Right as he gets it closed we are both yanked backward by a frantic Stiles who pushes his friend to the base of the stairs.
"Well hello Stiles, it's nice to see you too." I say straightening my jacket which was hanging off my shoulder thanks to him.
"Shhh." He motions at me with his hand before turning to Scott. "Tell me what they're saying." He points up the stairs where his father is standing with on of his deputies and the principal. Scott leans around the corner and tilts his head a couple times. I stay slightly crouched behind Stiles.
"This doesn't look suspicious at all." I mutter under my breath, causing Stiles to shush me again.
"Can you hear them?" Stiles smacks Scott on the shoulder and gets shushed himself by Scott causing me to snicker into my hand.
"Curfew because of the body." Scott says turning to Stiles.
"Unbelievable." Stiles sighs and straightens up and steps back around me. "My dad's out looking for a rabid animal while the jerkoff who actually killed the girl is just hanging out, doing whatever he wants."
"You can't exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek." Scott leans against the wall behind him.
"What exactly is the truth about Derek?" I pipe up moving so we are standing in a triangle. "I mean besides being really creepy."
"I can do something." Stiles says before turning to me. "You pretty much got the truth down about Derek. He is creepy and a murderer."
"Like what?" Scott asks in regards to Stiles' first statement.
"Like find the other half of the body." I let out a sound of disgust at the thought of half a body.
"Are you kidding?" Scott says as Stiles rushes off.
"He's kidding right? We aren't actually going searching for a body are we?" I point after him as Scott gives up and turns to look down the hallway. I hear Scott groan and peek around his shoulder to see what's going on. Down the halls a way I see Allison shaking some guys hand with Lydia standing next to her grinning like a proud momma.
"I thought she was kidding." I whisper as Scott starts walking towards them. "Scott…. What are you doing? Scott!" I straighten my bag and hurry after him.
"So, Lydia's introducing you to everyone?" Scott says slightly accusatory making me elbow him in the ribs.
"She's being so unbelievably nice to me." Allison smiles and looks back the way Lydia had walked off in.
"I wonder why." Scott shuffles next to me and I hold in a groan as I hear the jealousy permeating his half statement.
"Maybe she gets how much being the new girl can suck." Allison shrugs turning towards me. "Hey."
"Hey." I responded meekly as Scott points at the jacket in Allison's arms.
"Where did you get that?"
"My jacket? It was in my locker." Allison answers confused then says to me. "I think maybe Lydia brought it back from the party. She has my combination…."
"She has your combination?" I feign hurt. "
"Did she say she brought it back?" Scott interrupts us. "Or did somebody give her the jacket?"
"Like who?" Allison's face falls in concern.
"Like Derek." Scott spits out a little viciously.
"Your friend?" Allison asks at the same time that I say, "Derek?"
"He's not my friend. How much did you talk to him when he drove you home?" Scott ignores me and just continues to interrogate Allison.
"Ummm, not much at all." She looks at me with a questioning face and I shrug in response.
"What did you say?" Scott urges causing me to step forward and place a hand on Allison's arm.
"We need to get to class." I say shooting a worried look up at Allison while leading her off.
"Allison…." Scott calls after us.
"We really have to go." She calls back over her shoulder as I march her down the hall briskly. "That was weird." She mutters to me once we are at the end of the hallway.
"Yeah, tell me about it." I look at her apologetically. "Sorry, by the way, didn't know how else to help."
"It's okay." She grins at me. "I wonder why he was so worked up over my jacket."
"Who knows." I shrug letting her enter the classroom ahead of me.
In the middle of class my cellphone buzzes alerting me to a text. Glancing up at the teacher I quickly pull up the text from Stiles, 'Scott found something…. You coming?', I grin at my phone then raise my hand and ask the teacher if I can be excused. Allison shoots me a look as I get up to leave but I ignore it and race to the parking lot where Stiles is waiting impatiently.
"What took so long?" He blurted out as soon as I fell into the passenger seat. He pulled out of the parking lot smoothly and slightly faster than I'm used too.
"I was in class." I look at him incredulously.
"So?" He turns hits the gas to speed up and I pull the seatbelt over my chest and click it in place.
"So…. Before I started talking to you and Scott I never left class. It was new to me." I chuckle.
Stiles shakes his head but the spends the rest of the very short drive in silence. As soon as we pull up in front of the house Stiles dashes out of the car and up the walkway before I can retract the belt. I follow him into the house and up the stairs to Scott's room which Stiles just bursts into words already falling from his lips before the door even opened.
"What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it?" He stumbles when he forgets to let go of the doorknob but straightens up quickly and I giggle and wave at Scott when he turns to face us. "And yes, I've had a lot of Adderall. So…."
"I found something at Derek Hale's." Scott ignores his friends hyperness and gives me a half wave in return.
"Are you kidding? What?" Stiles urges leaning a little closer to Scott.
"There's something buried there." Scott is tying something on his lacrosse stick as I enter the room completely and look around. Not as messy as I would have expected. "I could smell blood." Scott looks up and watches me as I wander around looking at items tacked to his wall.
"That's awesome." Stiles cheered causing me to tsk at him. He obviously heard me because he continued on, "I mean, that's terrible. Whose blood?" I shake my head smiling.
"I don't know." Scott answers standing up tying a final knot on the net. "But when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing." He tosses his lacrosse stick on his bed. "Because there's no way I'm not playing that game." Stiles laughs and they both head to the door, indicating I should follow.
"Quick question." I muse from behind them as we head down the stairs. "Do you only want to play to impress Allison?"
"No…. well I do want to impress her…. But that's not the only reason I want to play." Scott looks at me over his shoulder as we reach the front door.
"Okay then. What are we waiting for? Let's go find ourselves a dead body." I wring my hands together and grin wickedly.
"Thought you were against finding a body." Scott comments as we head down the walkway to the Jeep.
"I sort of still am. But on the other hand it seems exciting." I put my hands up and weigh them up and down like a scale. "Just don't ask me to touch the dead body and I should be good."