Amelia Martin ▹ Stilinski

11 • School Officially Sucks ✓

Chapter 11: School Officially Sucks

I looked down at the arms that had picked me up and realised Scott had been the one to practically carry me into the school, once we got inside Scott put me down before he and Stiles slammed the doors shut.

"Lock it! Lock it!" Scott screeched.

"Does it look like I have a key?" Stiles practically shouted.

"Just grab something!" Scott retorted.

"What the hell are we supposed to grab?!" I whisper shouted.

"Anything!"

I look over to Stiles who has suddenly grown quiet, he is staring out the window of the doors at some pliers about 10 feet away. My eyes widen when I realise why he is looking at them. He wants to go outside and get them. The idiot. Brave, but insanely idiotic.

"No." Scott said. I'm guessing he caught on to Stiles' plan too.

"Yes." Dammit Stiles.

"Stiles, do not even think about it. There has to be another way." I persisted.

Stiles looked at me intensely before nodding to Scott who gripped onto my forearms while Stiles crept outside. I held my breathe and just watched Stiles slowly walking towards the pliers. I slowly walked towards the window, Scott must have realised that I wasn't going on a suicide mission outside and released me from his freakishly strong werewolf grip. 

I peeked over, because unfortunately I am not a giant like the other two so I have to go up on my tip toes to get a better view. I practically had a heart attack when I saw a pair of red eyes next to Stiles' jeep, starting to approach him. I looked over at Scott who had the same look of worry as I must have had on my face, we both snapped our heads back in the direction of Stiles hoping to see him on his way back, but instead we see the alpha getting closer.

"STILES!" We shouted, whilst banging on the doors hoping to get his attention.

Stiles glances back at us, then back at the alpha before sprinting back inside the school. Once he was inside he placed the pliers inside the door handles to keep them shut. Scott approaches the window again and frowns to himself, backing up to where me and Stiles are standing.

"Where is he? Where did he go?!" Scott mutters angrily. I can see why he is angry I mean, we are now stuck in the school with a psychotic, murdering alpha. Fan-freaking-tastic.

I glance at the make-shift lock with worry. "That's not going to hold... Is it?"

"Probably not." Stiles replies, making me feel ten times better about this whole situation. Not.

"Great... Just great." I mutter.

"Come on." Scott tells us, motioning to the hall. We nod and run down the hall finding an empty classroom to hide in. As soon as we get inside Stiles and Scott push a table in front of the door.

"Its your boss." Stiles tells Scott, and I can't help but agree with him. He goes missing from the car and all of a sudden the alpha is here. Ugh this is so messed up, I really do wish I wasn't an annoying bitch who wanted to know their secret, because right now, I honestly hate it.

"What?" Scott asks, apparently clueless to what Stiles is implying.

"Deaton. The alpha? Your boss."

"No."

I drift towards the window, still listening to their conversation but choosing to stay quiet for their sake and mine. I would end up suggesting something weird then they would just shun me or something. This is insane. Surely the alpha is strong enough to break through some little school doors so what is stopping it from coming right now and killing us?