magic bullet - chapter nine
cassie
I watched as our teacher began giving our tests. I was a bit nervous.
Stiles tapped Scott's shoulder. "If Derek isn't the Alpha, if he's not the one who bit you, then who did?" Stiles asked him.
"I don't know." Scott said.
"Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?" Stiles asked again.
"I don't know."
My brother let out sigh. "Does Allison's dad know about the--"
"I don't know!" Scott shouted, turning around to look at my brother and everyone looked at him.
I smiled as the teacher placed my test on my table and I saw the A. I looked at Stiles and he mouthed me a "A" too. We looked at Scott's test. Uh. D-.
"Dude, you need to study more." Stiles said and Scott placed his test on the table. "That was a joke. Scott, it's one test. You're gonna make it up."
"Do you want help studying?" I asked him.
Scott shook his head as sighed. "No. I'm studying with Allison after school today."
"That's my boy." Stiles mumbled and I rolled my eyes.
"We're just studying."
"Uh-uh. No, you're not." Stiles said.
"No, I'm not?" Scott glanced at him.
"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you." My brother said. "If you go to her house today and squander that colossar opportunity, I swear to God I'll have you de-balled!"
"Okay." Scott groaned, looking at me.
"Nasty." I joked and Stiles chuckled.
"Just stop with the questions, man." Scott told Stiles.
"Done. No more questions." Stiles murmured. "No more talk about the Alpha or Derek. Especially Derek, who still scares me."
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I left the school right after my brother, we walked to the jeep and I smiled as I finally could sit on the frontseat. My brother started the jeep and began driving through the parking lot, but he stopped and I widened my eyes as I saw Derek Hale.
"Oh, my God."
The cars behind us started to horn and I looked at Stiles. I jumped as I saw Derek falling on the ground and Scott quickly made his way to him.
"You gotta be kidding me. This guy's everywhere." Stiles groaned.
"What the hell?" I mumbled and Stiles left the jeep, going after Scott and I did the same.
"What are you doing here?" Scott asked Derek.
"I was shot." A very pale Derek, said.
"He's not looking so good, dude." Stiles said.
"Why aren't you healing?"
"I can't." Derek said. "It was a different kind of bullet."
"A silver bulllet?" Stiles asked.
"No, you idiot. "
"Wait, wait. That's what she meant when she said you had 48 hours." Scott mumbled and I raised my eyebrow.
"What? Who said 48 hours?" Derek asked him.
"The one who shot you."
Derek groaned in pain and his eyes started to glow a beautiful blue.
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