Arabella craved an adventure, she had always been one to throw herself in the deep end. She longed for her own independence, something NEW. Taking the reins, she ventured past the boarders of the Salvatore School to a seemingly 'normal' town; Beacon...
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Pulling into the car park, I glanced around in search of my friends before stepping out of my white mercedes making my way over to them.
"So you killed her?" Stiles asks nonchalantly as Scott explained his odd dream from the night before. "I don't know I just woke up, I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."
"Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently.." Stiles replied earning a playful slap from me as I spat out "Okay please never give us that much detail about you in bed again" furrowing my brows as Scott agreed.
"Noted. Let me take a guess here though-"
"No, I know. You think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow. Like I;'m gonna lose control and rip her throat out." Scott cut him off. "No. Of course not. Yeah- that's totally it."
"Scott cmon, everythings gonna be fine, right?" I turned to Stiles in a silent plea for him to back me up as we walked down the corridor. "Yeah. Personally I think you're handling this pretty freakin amazingly. Y'know its not like there's a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take." He paused before looking at me "Unless you grew up in a supernatural boaring school- look you get my point."
Scott turned in realisation "Yeah maybe not a class, but maybe a teacher." "Derek?" I replied. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news but my logic suggests he wouldn't exactly jump at the oppertunity to help you after y'know- you kinda made him a fugitive."
"I know but, chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it all felt so real."
"How real?" "Like it actually happened"
With perfect timing, we walked through the doors staring ahead to a yellow school bus. You guessed it, the door was ripped off the back as the interior and outer area was smeared in blood - law enforcement everywhere. "I think it did."
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"Scott shes probably fine-" "She's not answeing my texts guys."
"It could just be a coincidence-" Stiles started before I cut him off. "Scott, really? this is Ally were talking about. We all know you wouldn't do that to her regardless" as we contined down the hall, the McCall's eyes darting around frantically.
Stiles and I lost Scott in the hallway, deciding to head to class after the announcement in hopes Scott would also be there. Unfortunately for us, our teacher was Mr. Harris, clearly everyones favourite teacher, the sweetest in the world.
Hearing their whispers, Harris split the boys up, Scott moving to sit in front of Jackson whilst Stiles took an empty seat beside me. "Hey! I think they found something" A girl called as everyone rose from their seats heading to the window.
Below, we could see an injured man being rolled on a stretcher towards an ambulance. "That's not a rabbit" the three of us shared a startled look before the man bolted up right letting out a scream.
