Cure

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"Wait so you're telling me Derek said if you and I kill the alpha together, we will be cured?" I asked Scott leaning next to his locker as I fiddled with my sling that held my non injured but fake injured arm In it.
"That's what he says and also one more thing, can you check Allison's necklace for us?"

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Which one?" He asked. Scott grabbed a folded piece of paper out of his locker and handed it to me.
"We need to know if there's anything inside of it or anything since the alpha almost killed are chemistry teacher," he exclaimed.
"Yeah, ok, and one more thing, how to I cut out the hearing... And smelling it's super annoying," I complained.

Scott laughed and patted my shoulder. "Dude you don't have to worry about shifting since appered toy you are one with your inner wolf," he said using his best Derek impression.

"Didn't answer my question, but yeah ok I'll catch up with you in second block... And Scott just a note of advice, give Allison her space, please."

With that I inserted my earbuds playing the music on low but some how sounded as if it where on high. But u helped cut out all the other sounds that I didn't want to hear.
I passed Allison on my way down the hall and gave her a small smile. She returned mine before going back to her conversation.

I scanned the hallway for a strawberry blonde. I spotted her leaning against her locker looking annoyed by what some jock was telling her. I rolled my eyes and unplugged my earbuds and walked over to them.

"Hey babe," I greeted. She smiled as I rapped my arm around her and pulled her closer to me.
"So your out of the hospital early," she exclaimed happily. I nodded and gave her a quick kiss before staring down the man she was talking to.

He had a lacrosse jersey on and a camera slung over his shoulder. "Hey Matt," I said trying not to freak him out.
"Hey Chris, what happened to your arm?" He asked.
"I fought Derek Hale," I told him straight faced.
His eyes widened as he patted my "good arm"

"Well I was looking for you Coach wants to see you In his office, like asap," he said before walking off.
"Was that what he really was asking?" I asked Lydia.

Lydia rolled her eyes and looked up at me. "Ooooh is someone threatened of the camera man?" She asked in a taunting voice.
"I mean, I haven't been out of the hospital in like three weeks I don't know what could be going on in the pretty head of yours."

Lydia smirked as she straightened her pink dress out.
"So are you going to be sitting on the bench tonight at the game?" She asked.
"I could play I guess, but I wouldn't be a peak performance," I informed her.
"You shouldn't play then because I prefer my boyfriend at peak performance," she said biting her lower lip.

"Coach doesn't use his office first block, he's in the gym with the juniors," I informed her. Lydia got a sparkle in her eye as she grabbed my hand and led me through the hall of people.

We passed Jackson who was talking to Scott. He stared me down and I did something to piss him off.

I met his eyes and grinned turning my body and flicking him off with my "bad arm" hand. He glared at me before turning away.

Lydia led me into coaches office where she closed the door and pushed me against it.
"Is this really necessary?" She asked pointing to my sling.

I rolled my eyes. "I bet I can hold you with one," I bragged. Lydia smiled as she attached her lips to mine jumping into my one arm. And yes I was able to hold her up with one arm.

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I walked into my class with Lydia both of us giving each other knowing looks. I spotted Allison who tensed up randomly. I looked infront of her to see Scott in the front of the room his eyes set on the seat next to Allison.

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