Willow ↠ Teen Wolf

[12]

"So we're hating Scott right now?" Willow asked Stiles as they walked to class.

"Yeah." Stiles nodded, still mad at Scott because he couldn't get his father out of the way. Thankfully the Sheriff was okay but that didn't make Stiles any less angry.

"And I should ignore him too?" Willow asked, holding the door open for Stiles.

"Yeah."

"And you're five years old?" She asked with a cheeky grin.

"Yeah- what? Willow!" Stiles groaned, wanting her on his side.

"Don't be unreasonable Sti." Willow replied as she sat at the desk next to his.

"He's coming. He's coming. Act cool." Stiles turned his head after seeing Scott at the door. Willow rolled her eyes at him and smiled at Scott. He seemed sorry enough.

"Still not talking to me? Can you at least tell me if your dad's okay? I mean it's just a bruise, right? Some soft tissue damage? Nothing that big?" Scott asked and Willow felt bad for him. It wasn't his fault, so she turned around and nodded at him, receiving a glare from Stiles by doing so. "You know that I feel really bad about it, right? Okay." Scott sighed, looking down. "What if I told you that I'm trying to figure this whole thing out, and...that I went to Derek for help?" Willow knew Stiles wouldn't stay quiet about that.

"If I was talking to you, I'd say that you're an idiot for trusting him. But obviously I'm not talking to you." Stiles scoffed and kept looking at his hands. Willow smirked as the bell rang and turned to Scott again.

"Wait for it. Three, two, one." She whispered and pointed at Stiles when her count down ended.

"What did he say?" Stiles asked as if on cue making Scott smile.

"He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?" Stiles asked after class.

"Yeah." Scott nodded.

"Well that's stupid." Willow commented, not liking the idea.

"All right, well correct me if I'm wrong, but every time you do that, you try to kill someone, and that someone's usually us." Stiles waved his hand between Willow and himself.

"I know." Scott groaned. "That's what he means when he says he doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it."

"Well, how's he gonna teach you to do that?"

"I don't know. I don't think he does either." Scott stopped walking when Stiles hit his chest.

"Okay. When are you seeing him again?" Willow could tell Stiles was coming up with a plan.

"Just told me not to talk about it. Just act normal and get through the day." Scott replied, reciting what Derek had told him.

"When Scotty?" Willow asked curiously.

"He's picking me up at the animal clinic after work." That reminded Willow that she had to talk to Deaton.

"After work. All right, well, that gives me to the end of the school day then." Stiles nodded, scratching the back of his neck.

"To do what?"

"To teach you myself." Stiles slapped Scott's shoulder and walked away.

"You know he's going to make a plan that will hurt you, right?" Willow asked Scott, knowing Stiles very well.

"I know." Scott groaned. "Shoot! That's Allison. Keep her busy." His eyes widened when he saw Allison come towards them and bolted.

"What? Scott!" Willow called after him but he was already gone. "Hi, Allison."