Hey, everybody! Back with updates out the ass. These next 4 chapters are kinda short and I'm gonna be out of town this week w/o internet, so I'm posting 2 tonight and 2 tomorrow.

Okay, before replies, If you've never seen Teen Wolf, read here, because I need to dump plot on you that you probably won't know otherwise! Okay, so last chap I told y'all Scott also had a dream about Allison, and that Derek and Scott's dreams had something to do with something that happened at the school. Scott's dream consists of him and Allison being on a date in the middle of the night, trespassing around the school. They sneak into a school bus to "be alone", as teenagers sometimes do, they started getting frisky. As they're making out though, Scott starts to wolf out. Allison tries to run, but Scott ultimately catches her and kills her. What happened at the school is there was vicious attack at the High School that night, leaving a school bus a bloody mess, with no victim yet to be found. When Scott and Stiles find out about this, they've yet to see Allison and Scott is terrified that his dream was real and she killed her. He soon runs into Allison in the halls as he searches frantically for her, very happy to find her unharmed. Still Scott worries whether or not he could possibly be responsible for the mess. This chapter opens as Stiles is suggesting that Scott might have simply gotten hungry and cornered "a little rabbit or something" on the bus, and ate it…
Moving on to replies now:

Will Dawg: Thanks bro! And no problem, I genuinely love responding to comments/reviews almost as much as getting them!

Mars: Marsie! Hey, we missed you dude! Yiiiiiiiiis, Stiles said the L word! AAAAH! And in all actuality, he did in fact mean it! What he meant when he says it was an accident because he'd just said bye to Scott is actually just that at that moment he felt comfortable being casually open with his feelings because he and Scott are very affectionate and he was still in that state of mind. Derek actually has much less of an issue with it than Stiles… And it might have even helped him keep control later that night. But dude… DUDE…. That story about the person telling the pizza place they loved them is adorable, thank you so much for sharing that.

ON TO THE STORY, MATES

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"Raw?" Scott asked as if shocked. Stiles rolled his eyes.

"No, Scott, I'm sure you stopped to bake it in a little werewolf oven- Yes, raw." Their conversation on the topic of the blood covered bus was interrupted as Harris cleared his throat, obviously at them, drawing their attention back to the front.

"Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper, it might be a good idea to take the headphones out every once in awhile…" Harris said, barely containing an annoyed sigh. "I think you and Mr. McCall could do with some distance." Stiles racked his mind for some kind of response to get out of this, but came up with nothing.

"Wha- No?" He responded in a whimpering whine, but Harris just motioned Scott to a seat up front.

"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much for you." The lesson continued with no more distraction other than Jackson gently punching Scott's shoulder from behind. Stiles considered seeing if Jackson would pass notes for them, but he figured Scott wouldn't want to trust Jackson not to look. Besides, Scott's handwriting was often illegible. After a minute of undisturbed note taking, a girl by the window stood up, and called to the rest of the class.

"Hey, I think they found something!" Stiles wondered how silly she'd have felt if no one else had cared, but of course they did, and they all came running, including him and Scott. Out in the parking lot, along the poorly maintained and just poorly placed fencing that left several openings into the brushy woods, a set of paramedics rolled a gurney. On it, an older man, wide set with hair going white was lying motionless as far as they could tell, and covered in blood, centered around the bloody tears in his clothes. He tried to comfort Scott and the class at large, that they wouldn't leave a dead body uncovered, and that paramedics wouldn't deal with it and put it in an ambulance, but even with Jackson's agreement, it didn't settle Scott's nerves at all. Suddenly the class jumped. The man had jolted up suddenly, yelling wildly and grabbing at the paramedics. Stiles nudged Scott a bit as they stepped back from the crowd.

"Hey, look, he's alive, he's okay!" He whispered. "Dead guys can't do that." Scott just kept staring out the window, horrified as they loaded the terrified man in the ambulance.

"Stiles… I did that…"