"why her?"
In which a girl who was obsessed with Teen Wolf dies and gets Reborn as 𝙷𝙴𝚁.
Si-Allison x multi
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It was her chaos that made her beautiful ~Atticus
Not Edited -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- Allison's POV After school, Stiles and I made our way to the locker rooms. I haven't talked to Jackson for the whole day because of what he said about Roscoe.
Stiles dropped me off at the girl's locker room and continued to the boys. I got changed and saw Jackson threatening Scott about steroids. Scott looked very confused,
"My mom does all the grocery shopping"
I couldn't help but snort and I quickly hid from their line of sight, shockingly Scott didn't hear it. "Now listen McCall, you're going to tell me exactly what it is and who you're buying it from, there's no way in hell you're out there kicking ass on the field like that without some sort of chemical boost"
Scott had a look of realization, "Oh! You mean steroids" His eyes scanned Jackson's form, "Are you on steroids?"
Jackson pinned him to the locker angrily, "What the hell is going on with you McCall?"
I rolled my eyes as Scott said, "What's going on with me? You really wanna know? Well so would I! Because I can see, hear and smell things that I shouldn't be able to see, hear, and smell I do things that should be impossible, I'm sleepwalking 3 miles into the middle of the woods, and I'm pretty much convinced that I'm totally out of my freaking mind" He sighed loudly like a big weight was lifted off of his chest.
Jackson scoffed a laugh, "You think you're funny. Don't you, McCall? I know you're hiding something. I'm gonna find out what it is. I don't care how long it takes." He slammed his fist against the locker right next to Scott's head. Jackson started to walk away but stopped and turned, "And you better stay away from Allison"
Scott leaned his head against the locker, sighing, eventually following Jackson's path to the field. I furrowed my brows, "What the hell was Jackson talking about?" I muttered and I made my way out to the field as well.
I hustled toward coach with the rest of the team. "Let's go, come on!" I smiled at Stiles who was next to Scott. But Scott thought I was smiling at him and held his hand up as a wave. Coach walked closer to him, "Got a question McCall?"
"What?" He asked dumbly.
"You raised your hand. You have a question?" Coach asked.
"Oh, no. I was just, uh...nothing sorry"
"Okay. You know how this goes. If you don't make the cut, you're most likely sitting on the bench for the rest of the season. You make the cut, you play. Your parents are proud. Your girlfriend loves you! Huh? Everything else is uh, cream cheese." He spoke, winking at me as he passed to show he loves to torment kids. "Now get out there and show me what you got! Come on!"
