"So do you think it's normal that I had a dream that I killed her?" Scott asks after calling me telling me that he had a dream that he killed Allison on a school bus. It seemed super weird to me that he killed her in his dream, but I'm not sure if I should tell him that.
"Scott how the hell should I know?" I say tugging on my socks holding the phone to my ear with my shoulder. I hear him sigh over the phone, and I start to feel bad for the guy, he really liked Allison and didn't want to mess anything up.
"I don't know, you're the only girl I'm close with." He says sounding a bit panicked. I laughed, that wasn't completely true.
"Yeah the only girl besides the girl you killed last night." I say walking down the stairs flipping my brother off as he starts making kissy faces at me.
"It's not funny, Bay!" Scott says while I roll my eyes. I think Scott was just over thinking it, he'd just paranoid.
"You're paranoid, McCall. Now listen Stiles is going to be here any second so we'll see you then." I say hanging up the phone grabbing some toast and jam.
"One of your many boyfriends, Bay?" Trent asks smirking from the counter. I groan frustrated, considering the fact he always teases me about the boys.
"I'm not in the mood Trent." I say moving past him to grab my bag from the hanger that we have in the kitchen. Trent just rolls his eyes at me, going to stand in front of me. Lucky for me, I was still taller then him by an inch.
"Bay, why can't you tell me what's going on?" He whispers at me. I look away and to the door, hoping Stiles would come and save me from this nightmare. I move past him opening the door, I'll wait whether Stiles is here or not.
"Because, we're not seven anymore Trent. You and I are different people now." I say slamming the door walking out just as Stiles pulls in.
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"So you killed her?" Stiles asks trying to understand Scotts dream.
"I don't know I just woke up. And I was sweating like crazy and I couldn't breath, I've never had a dream were I woke up like that before." Scott explains as we walk down the hallway. Stiles raises his eyebrows.
"Really? I have, usually ends a little differently though." Stiles says making me gag.
"You're disgusting, Stiles." I say looking up at him with a very judgmental look on my face.
"A, I meant a dream that never felt that real, and B never give me that much detail about you in bed again." Scott says making me nod my head at the B part.
Stiles shrugs nodding "Noted." He says before he starts yapping again. "Let me take a guess here though." Scott cuts him off by saying,
"I know, you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow like I'm going to lose control and rip her throat out, Bay beat you to it." He says, repeating what I had said to him this morning. Which is totally possible right? I mean his fear making its way into his dream.
"No, of coarse not," He says before I raise my eyebrows, that was a load of bull. "Okay that's totally it." Stiles says before Scott gives him a sigh.
"Hey, Scott you know it's going to be fine." I say giving him a pat on the shoulder. Stiles nods in agreement.
"Personally I think you're handling this pretty freaking amazingly." Stiles says making a good point, besides trying to kill us once Scott was doing pretty well.
"Yeah it's not like there's a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take." I say making a point how he's just jumping into this blind, they're are only really just myths we can base things off of here.
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"Not a class,but maybe a teacher." Scott says. I widen my eyes, is he talking about who I think he's talking about? Stiles pauses.
"Who? Derek?" Yup he's thinking about the person I'm thinking about. Stiles slaps him on the back of his head and I smirk, what was Scott even thinking. We got him thrown into jail, if anything we should avoid Derek for like five years.
"Did you forget the part, where we got him thrown in jail?" Stiles asks raising his arm in the air.
"Not your best thought McCall." I whisper.
"Yeah I know, but it all felt so real. Dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real." Scott says to us in a slight panic.
I tilt my head "How real?" I ask starting to feel a little freaked out. I mean this was all hypothetical right?
"Like it actually happened." Scott says opening the door to go to the other building. As we open it I notice a bus covered in blood, looking like a horror scene. The back door was ripped open and blood splattered across it.
"I think it did." Stiles says which in no way causes any comfort to Scott or I. Scott couldn't do this, could he? Scott didn't have a viscous bone in his body.
I slapped Stiles on the back of the head as Scott ran back into the school, making Stiles and I chase after him.
"She's probably fine." Stiles says as Scott frantically checks his phone. I glare at him when he says the word probably.
"She's not answering my texts, Stiles." Scott says looking around the halls in a panic searching for the brunette.
"Ya know it could just be a coincidence, a seriously amazing coincidence." Stiles trying to sooth Scott. I don't know what to do. What if he really did do it.
"Just help me find her, okay?" Scott asks turning to Stiles and I. I give him a small smile, the poor guy finally get's the girl of his dreams and he might have murdered her.
"Scott, everything's going to be fine. I'm sure she's getting ready or something." I say looking at all the people trying to see if any where Allison, but non were. I see Scott about to have a full blown melt down. Scott turns the corner, I go to comfort him, but Stiles puts a hand on my shoulder.
"Let him be for now, Bay." Stiles says making me question his judgment.
"Stiles, Allison could be dead because of him." I say wide eyed noticing Scott leaning against a locker with his head down.
"Exactly, so you are not going near him when he is wolfing out okay?" Stiles says a softer tone then before. I nod.
"Wolfing out?" I whisper noticing Scott wasn't against the wall anymore, and in fact with Allison. I let out a breath of relief. Stiles raises his arm.
"You got a better name to call it?" He asks while I just shrug, noticing an announcement being made about how classes will resume even with the bus.
Stiles and I let out a groan, while we walk towards physics. "That's a double negative, Harris and classes being on even though someone was brutally murdered." I say with a sarcastically cheery tone to my voice while Stiles gives a laugh.
"Harris and murder, sounds about right." Stiles says walking into class noticing Scott already there with a much more calm expression then before.
Stiles and I sat down behind Scott taking out or text books and pens just as the bell rings. Harris wastes no time getting into the boring lesson and I put my head in my hands. There was so much other things to worry about then physics, like the fact that Scott had a dream of killing someone and it might have actually happened. Then there's the whole added part that he's a werewolf, and me. I don't know what I am. I used to be BayLynne Crafford, now I'm not too sure.
