Chapter 6

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Stiles and Scott spent the entire day avoiding Roselen and Allison, which really makes Roselen mad. Last night, Stiles had called her and told her that everything was okay and that his father wasn't dead. They talked for hours until Roselen accidentally fell asleep at three o'clock in the morning. She thought that everything was fine between them, but now she wasn't sure.

By the end of the school day, however, Roselen was over the whole sudden silent treatment. She found Scott and Stiles by a locker and rushed up to them with a vicious glare.

"Do either one of you want to explain why you have been avoiding me all day?" She practically shouts.

Scott turns around to face Allison's sister, forgetting about how bloody his face looks. By the look of surprise in her widened eyes, Scott's sure that she would settle with a small excuse. "Derek Hale," he states.

Shaking her head and rolling her eyes, Roselen gets over her anger for a moment. "I came over here to kick your butt, but it looks like someone did that for me, so I'm over it."

Sensing that a plan had already been formulated between the two, Roselen crosses her arms. "Whatever you two are planning, I'm in," she says in an 'it's final' tone.

Stiles's face contorts to his 'I'm trying to so hard to lie' face. "Plan? What plan?" He asks in a higher octave than normal.

Releasing a sigh, Scott shakes his head. "I'll have Stiles text you when we have a concrete plan," he says. His shaggy brown hair covers his brown eyes.

Furrowing her eyebrows, Roselen gives Scott a confused look. "What happened to your phone?"

"Derek Hale," he responds in an annoyed tone. "I'm hoping I'll be able to get a new one soon."

Roselen nods her head before spinning on her heels and leaving the two boys to their clean up. Something tells her that they have a lot of issues that they have to work out.

These events from earlier lead Roselen to sit in the school parking lot at night, searching for Stiles and Scott. Why they chose the school parking lot to be their meet up spot, she has no idea.

It takes her a moment to spot Stiles's car in the parking lot with a familiar brooding figure standing by it. Derek appears to be as angry as normal.

It takes her a few minutes to make it to that parking lot. By the time she gets there, Stiles and Scott are back.

Stiles scrunches his eyebrows at her in confusion. "What are you doing here?" He asks. There seems to be some underlying panic in his tone.

"I got a text from Scott off of his new phone to meet you here," she responds as she fishes her phone from her pocket. She shows the message to Stiles and Scott, the latter of which looks very pale.

"I never sent that," he claims.

Derek rolls his eyes at them and releases a growl. "In case you two haven't noticed, we have bigger things to worry about than who texted your girlfriend."

Roselen gives Derek an annoyed look. "Alright, Mr. I-seem-to-know-everything. If none of you texted me to come here, then who did?"

A clawed hand stabs itself through Derek's chest, bringing everyone's attention to a completely different matter. A scream releases itself from Roselen's throat as she turns to face the grotesque creature. Its more hideous in person than it was in Lydia's video.

The three teenagers practically stumble over themselves as they run away from the creature and into the school building.

Stiles slams the doors shut behind him, frantically looking for something to keep them closed with. When his eyes wander to the tool outside, Roselen knows exactly what he is thinking.

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