𝚜𝚔𝚢𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 | 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 [being rewritten]

rinky-dink hotel?

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"Carter. Hey, wake up." Stiles said, shaking her shoulder as gently yet firmly as possible. His efforts to wake her didn't seem to work as she only nuzzled more into him.

His cheeks flushed as he glanced at Leilani who smiled in amusement,

"We're never letting her live this down." Jessica muttered with a chuckle.

Isaac peered over at Carter with furrowed brows. How could she have slept throughout the entire ride? He could barely fit in the seat; meanwhile she was curled up into a comfortable ball, snoozing away. It wasn't fair.

His eyes darted around before he remembered the gum wrapper he had in his pocket. He made quick work to ball it up and flick in her direction, turning away once the blonde began to stir.

Allison's eyes grew wide as Carter let out a groan. Stiles' breath hitched in his throat when the girl lifted her head out of the side of his neck.

The glare on her face was deadly as she looked up, "Who the hell threw that?"

"It wasn't me." Scott's hands rose to surrender the second the question left her lips.

Carter lifted a brow at him before continuing her search.

Her green eyes landed on the back of a stiff Isaac. She raised two fingers, forcing Leilani's hand to flicker purple and lift to smack Isaac in the back of the head.

"Oh my god." Leilani said, eyes wide, her hands flying to her mouth in shock, "I didn't mean to do that."

Isaac turned to Carter, pressing his tongue to the side of his mouth, raising his eyebrows only to receive a shrug in response.

Before he could respond, Coach Finstock's yell echoed throughout the bus,

"Alright, let's go, off the bus!"

"I've seen worse." Scott shrugged, earning a confused look from Stiles.

"Where have you seen worse?"

"What the hell are we doing at this rinky-dink hotel?" Carter looked to the man in charge.

"Listen up. The meet has been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!"

His voice grew louder with each word, startling the group of teens in front of him.

"I've got dibs on Allison." Jessica wasted no time in grabbing her girlfriend's hand.