I made a vow to myself when I first set my eyes on her, to protect her from the monsters surrounding this town.
𝓜𝓨 𝓞𝓑𝓔𝓢𝓢𝓘𝓞𝓝
When I was with her, my soul felt at peace for the first time in forever.
𝓜𝓨 𝓛𝓞𝓥𝓔
For she made it that wa...
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It was the next morning when Camilla walked through the doors of Beacon Hills high in search of Scott, wanting to ask where he was this morning. She found him by the lockers dressed in his lacrosse gear in preparation for the final day of try-outs. He had just put his backpack into his locker when suddenly, Jackson appears, also in his lacrosse gear, and angrily slams his locker door closed, startling Scott.
"All right, little man. How 'bout you tell me where you're getting your juice." Jackson says.
Scott, not knowing what Jackson is talking about and overwhelmed by his intimidating demeanor, looks at him blankly, "What?"
Jackson repeats what he just said in a mockingly slow tone of voice, emphasizing every syllable as though Scott is stupid, "Where. Are. You. Getting. Your. Juice?"
Scott blinks earnestly, still not understanding the question, whereas Cami is snickering with laughter as she watches the scene in front of her.
"Camilla and my mom do all the grocery shopping."
Jackson, thinking Scott is messing with him, is radiating with anger at this point, though he tries to keep his cool.
"Now, listen, McCall-- you're gonna tell me exactly what it is and who you're buying it from, because there's no way in hell you're out there kicking ass on the field like that without some sort of chemical boost." He says.
Camilla realises that Scott still has no idea what the kid is talking about, so she decides to step in before he made a fool of himself even more. "I think he means steroids Scott."
Scott finally understands what Jackson is talking about as his eyes widen in realisation, "Oh." He frowns as he considers Jackson's argument. "Are you on steroids?"
Jackson finally loses his patience and temper as he shoves Scott against the locker and pins him there.
"Oi!"
"What the hell is going on with you, McCall?!" He bellowed.
Scott, who is already under a lot of stress due to his current situation, ends up answering Jackson's question honestly. "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 three miles into the middle of the woods, and I'm pretty much convinced that I'm totally out of my freaking mind!"
Jackson, still under the mistaken belief that Scott is mocking him, sneers angrily at his teammate, "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."
Jackson angrily pounds his fist against the locker right by Scott's right ear for emphasis before smacking him hard on the shoulder and walking away, leaving a very overwhelmed Scott behind.
Camilla walks up to a very stressed out Scott, "You alright?"
All Scott does is shake his head and look at her with a frustrated puppy dog look and replies, "No."
