06| ANGER MANAGEMENT

OLIVIA SMILED AT Scott who had a troubled face on. Scott smiled back, sitting behind Stiles. Olivia rolled her eyes at Stiles. She knew he was beyond pissed at Scott because he didn't answered the calls last night. Olivia did not know the exact details tough. "Hey, are you still mad at me?" Scott asked him. Stiles stayed quiet. "Can you at least tell me if your dad is okay?" Scott asked Stiles. "It is just a bruise right? Soft tissue damage?" Scott asked. "You know I feel bad about it." Scott added. Stiles clenched his jaw. "Okay, what if I told you I'm trying to figure this whole thing out, and I went to Derek for help." Scott said. Stiles sighed, tuning to face his best friend.

Stiles looked at Olivia while answering Scott's question. "If I was talkig to you, I would see you are an idiot for trusting him." Stiles said. Olivia cracked a smile, knowing that Stiles had finally cracked. She send Scott a thumps up. Stiles sighed, turning around. "What did he say?" He asked Scott. Olivia smiled at the two. Scott smiled at Stiles, nodding in accomplishment.

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When the class ended, the trio came out. "I told you that Stiles wouldn't stay mad at you." Olivia told Scott. Scott smiled at her, playfully punching her on the shoulder. Olivia rolled her eyes at him.

"And again, you are right." Stiles said, popping behind Olivia. He smiled at Olivia before turning to his werewolf friend. Olivia looked over the shoulder before looking down in shame as she saw how close Stiles was to her. Scott smirked at Stiles as he heard Olivia's heart speed up.

"Wait, so he wants you to transform into your animal side, and get angry." Stile said, re-thinking all that Scott said to the both during class.

Scott nodded at him. "Yeah," Scott answered him.

Stiles did a face, as Olivia tried to hide a smile. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but when you do that you try to kill someone; and that someone is usually me." Stiles pointed out.

Scott shrugged. "I know," Scott said.

Olivia tighten the grip of her books. "Maybe he learned to control that way? It isn't the best form, but he wants to help you." Olivia said. Stiles groan in annoyance at her words.

Olivia looked at him confused by his sudden annoyance. "Why are you on his side?" Stiles asked.

Olivia rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not on his side." Olivia said. "I'm just stating a smart point." Olivia corrected him.

Scott moved to be in the middle of them in case they fought. "Alright, that is not the point Stiles." Scott said, defending Olivia. "The point is that he isn't even sure it is going to work. He doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it." Scott told them.

Stiles crouched up his face as he frowned at Scott. "How does he teach you to do that?" Stiles asked. In his mind there is nothing he, a human, can do to teach his werewolf friend to control his powers.

"I don't know. I don't think he does either." Scott sighed, looking at both of them.

Olivia looked around the school, thinking of ways to help Scott. "We can find other forms on how to help you control it." Olivia said. Stiles though about her point, and nodded at her.

"We can," Stiles said, supporting her idea.

Scott frowned at the floor. "Lets just figure it out after school." Scott said.

"When?" Stiles asked, stopping in the middle of the halls.

"Just pick me up after work in the animal clinic." Scott said.

Stiles nodded at him. "Okay, so that gives us the rest of the day to figure out how we will teach you ourselves." Stiles told Scott, while pointing between Olivia and himself. When they all walked to the lunch room, Olivia spotted Lydia and Allison. Olivia was about to walk to them, when Stiles took a hold of her arm, pulling her the other way. "No, we have to figure out how to help Scott first." Stiles said.

Olivia rolled her eyes at him. "They are my friends too." Olivia complained, but in the inside she knew Stiles had a point. She glared at Stiles nonetheless. Stiles, took a hold of her waist and arm, dragging her to a spare table. "I hate you so much." She snapped at Stiles with fake anger.

Stiles cracked up a smile. "No you don't." Stiles corrected her, giving her a side smile while sitting on a spare table.

"I am just going to check up on her." Olivia told him, leaving her bag next to Stiles. "Watch over my bag." She said, standing up.

Stiles pulled her down again, causing Olivia to glare at him. "Later," Stiles said. Olivia growled at him, Stiles jumped in surprised. "You are not a werewolf, are you?" Stiles asked her. Olivia jumped at him, ready to smack the hell out of Stiles, when she was pulled back by Scott. Olivia took deep breath, sitting down.

Stiles gulped while Olivia glared at him. "I will be back in a few. Do you hear me Stiles?" Olivia said, standing up. Scott raised an eyebrow to Stiles, wondering what he had done or said to make Olivia mad.

"Yes, I did." Stiles said, rolling his eyes. "I will make it up to you later, but now we have to do this." Stiles said, ready to pull Olivia back down. Olivia stepped away from him, and walked towards the girls. Scott took out a History book, putting it in front of him. He stare at Allison while she talked about her family history as hunters.

Olivia approched Lydia and Allison with a small smile. "Are you okay Lydia? I heard what happened. I hope you okay." Olivia told Lydia as she leant on the table.

Lydia smiled at the kind girl. "I'm perfect. Not a scratch. It's sweet of you to ask. Why don't yo come to seat with us?" Lydia asked, ready to pull out a chair.

Olivia smiled at Lydia apologetically. "Maybe tomorrow? Or we can meet us three to do anything later? I am sitting with the boys today. I am helping Scott with his History homework." Olivia told her.

Lydia shrugged. "Your choice. Just call me." Lydia said, pulling out a piece of paper and handing it out to Olivia. "Or like you say in Spanish, 'solo llamame.'" Lydia said to Olivia. Olivia looked at her impressed.

"Lo hare," Olivia replied in Spanish. Lydia cracked a smile. "Bye girls," Olivia said before walking back to the table where Scott and Stiles sat. Olivia noticed Scott hiding behind a History book while watching Allison. "God, remind me not to let you be a spy." Olivia said, while sitting down to eat her lunch.

Stiles chuckled at her words. "Books make it more obvious. Besides, she is already leaving." Stiles said, watching Scott as he stare at Allison leave. Olivia looked over his shoulder at some brainstorming he was doing. There were different ideas of how to help Scott across the page.

Scott looked at Stiles while he wrote a few things on a piece of paper. "So, have you came up with a plan yet?" Scott asked.

"I think so." Stiles said, looking at the piece of paper.

"Does that mean you don't hate me anymore?" Scott asked Stiles.

Stiles looked up to Scott. "No, but your crab have in filtrated my life. So, I have to do something about it." Stiles said. Olivia knew he was still mad at him, but he was his best friend after all. "Plus, I'm definitely a better yoda than Derek." Stiles added. Olivia giggled at his reference. She was a fan of Star Wars as well.

"Yeah, you teach me." Scott said.

"Yeah, yeah. I said I will be your Yoda." Stiles said.

"Yeah, Yoda." Scott replied.

"Your Yoda, I will be." Stiles said, with a strange voice. Olivia laughed at him, shaking her head.

"Yoda, you will be." Olivia added. Stiles high fived her while smiling at the most - in his eyes - beautiful girl.

Stiles turned to Scott, ready to explained that him and Olivia did. "We said it backwards." Stiles told him.

"I know," Scott said, as if he was talking to two five year olds.

"You know, now I defiantly hate you." Stiles said, closing his book. He faked laugh at him. Stiles packed all his things ready to leave. Olivia packed her things too, getting ready to check up on Lydia. Olivia, and Stiles were leaving when Scott stood up.

"Scott," Allison said through the canteen. Olivia smirked at Stiles.

"Ohh, some one is in trouble." Olivia whispered to Stiles, who was standing next to her.

"Tell me about it." Stiles whispered back, smirking at Scott.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Olivia asked amused.

"Maybe," Stiles told her, shrugging. He couldn't contain back the smile he was holding. Olivia smiled at him. Olivia nodded in agreement.

"Revenge?" Olivia asked him.

"Pretty much," Stiles told her.

"Good," Olivia told him, before looking at Lydia who was approaching them. "Look, I will catch up to you." Olivia told Stiles before leaving to catch up with Lydia mid way. "Are you sure you are okay Lydia?" Olivia asked again.

Lydia said. "I told you I'm fine. I see you have been hanging up with Scott and Stiles. Is something going on between you and Stiles?" Lydia asked curious as she watched Stiles stop mid hallway to wait for Olivia.

"No, we are just friends." Olivia told her.

"That's a shame. You guys look cute together." Lydia said.

Olivia smiled back at Lydia. "I'm just worry that's all." Olivia told her. She was the only girl who was actually interested to talk to her. The two girl did have some weird connection.

Lydia was lost of word due to her concern. "I'm good. Do you want to walk with me and Allison to the library?" She asked.

"I have to help Scott with some project he has to do. " Olivia lied.

"The History one you told me back at the canteen? Why don't you let Stiles help him?" Lydia asked, cooking her head to the side.

"Stiles doesn't want to help him. They got into this big fight." Olivia said.

"Well, maybe a sleepover? Shopping maybe tomorrow?" Lydia asked, inside hoping the girl will say yes.

"Yeah, that will be great." Olivia said, before leaving. Lydia smiled at her, walking her separate way.

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Stiles and Olivia sat down while Scott stood up, looking at the heart monitor Stiles took from the Coach's office. "Isn't this from Coach?" Scott asked them.

Stiles looked at Olivia before looking back at Scott. "I borrow it." Stiles said.

"Stole it." Scott asked.

"Temporary missed approbated." Stiles said.

"Coach uses it to measure his heart rate while he jogs. You are going to wear it for the rest of the day." Olivia added.

"Doesn't it only work with coaches phone?" Scott asked.

"That, I stole." Stile said.

"Why?" Scott asked.

"Alright, your heart rate goes up when you go wolf. When you are playing lacrosse, when you are with Allison. Whenever you get angry. Maybe when you control it is when you control your heart rate." Olivia said to Scott.

"Kind of like the Incredible Hulk?" Scott asked.

"Kind of like the Hulk. Think of the Hulk." Stiles reaffirmed.

"No, like the Incredible Hulk." Scott corrected him.

"Shut up and put the strap on." Stiles told him. Scott put on the strap. While Stiles, took his bag to the field, Olivia tied Scott's hand together.

"This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend my free period." Scott told them.

"Ready?" Stiles asked Scott.

"Yeah," Scott said from where he was standing.

"Remember, don't get angry." Stiles said. Olivia took out a lacrosse stick for her as well.

"He is going to hate us for this." Olivia whispered to Stiles as picking up a lacrosse ball.

"I like your idea, so we are doing it." Stiles reassured.

"Now I think this is a really bad idea." Scott said, looking at his two best friends. Stiles aimed the ball, and threw it to Scott's chest. Scott groaned in pain. Stiles' next ball heat him right on the face.

"Bullseye." Olivia told Stiles jokingly.

"Have you ever played lacrosse before?" Stiles asked, trowing another ball at Scott.

"No," Olivia said. "But I do have really good aim." She added as she picked up another ball. "I'm really sorry Scott." Olivia told him before throwing another ball.

"This hurts." Scott said.

"Remember, you have to stay calm." Olivia said, watching Stiles throw another ball.

"I'm staying totally calm." Scott told her.

"Good," She said, getting ready to throw another ball.

"Do you want to do one?" Stiles asked her.

"Hell yeah," Olivia said, smirking at Scott.

"I feel like I should be worry when you have that smirk on your face." Scott told the girl.

Olivia smirked more at Scott. "Oh, you should." Olivia told him, trowing a ball at him. The ball hit him scare in the face. Scott felt backwards on the grass.

"Damn, you do have good aim." Stiles said, taking another ball. Scott groan in pain. He stood up from the grass, shaking his head. "But I have better one." Stiles said, throwing the ball at Scott's family jewels. Scott leant in pain. Olivia looked at Stiles in amazement.

"Son of a bitch," Scott yelled in agony. The trio didn't notice Jackson who walked past since they were concentrated on what they were doing. Jackson looked at the group of friends. His eyes landing on Olivia, who was giggling. He looked at the giggling teen, with mixed emotions. Then he saw Stiles, standing close to her, making Jackson feel slightly jealous. Jealous that he had not a friendship with Olivia like Stiles did, or maybe it was something else.

"I actually think my aim is improving." Stiles told Scott. Olivia nodded in agreement.

"I wander why." Scott said.

"Hey, don't get angry." Stiles told him. Olivia and Stiles kept throwing ball after ball at their friend. Stiles threw the last one, when Scott heart beat increased. Olivia took some steps forward, just to make sure Scott was okay. Jackson looked at the trio confused, and curious. His eyes were glued to Scott. Scott broke the tape, who held up his hands, and knelt on the floor. Olivia was pulled away a few feet by Stiles. Scott took deep breath while he transformed. He looked up to his friends patting. Olivia knelt down next to him, making sure he was okay.

"Are you okay?" Olivia asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"The angrier I get, the more powerful I feel." Scott said.

"I could see that." Stiles said.

"I can't go out with Allison. She is making me weak." Scott said. "What happens if I can't control it?" Scott asked them.

"It is a plan in progess. I will do my best to make sure you have your happy ending." Olivia told him. Scott sent her a small smile.

"Thanks O," Scott said.

"And I will help." Stiles added. Scott smiled at both of his friends.

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"Is it for a few days or is it forever?" Scott asked as his two best friend looked at each other. They just have given him the news: He can go out with Allison until he learns to control it.

"Just until you control it." Olivia told him. Stiles set the lacrosse sticks down.

"This thing about women making you weak is a little too spartan warrior." Stiles said to him. Olivia rolled her eyes. "It is probably part of your learning process." Stiles added.

"But you seem Derek. The guy is totally alone." Scott said, leaning his head on the locker. Olivia sighed, putting a supporting hand on his shoulder.

"But you aren't. So, you have more chances of figuring a way to control it. Derek probably struggled too. We all struggle on some things. Specially when you have werewolf powers." Olivia reassured Scott.

"What if I never get to be around her ever again?" Scott asked them, his eyes dying down slightly at the thought of it happening.

"Well, if you are not dead that could be a good thing." Stiles told him. Olivia snickered at the comment. Scott looked her way.

"Sorry," Olivia apologized.

"I rather be dead." Scott said to both of them.

"You are not going to end up like Derek. We will figure it out." Stiles told him.

"Okay," Scott mumbled.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Stiles said.

"Something smells terrible in here." Scott said to both of them, while putting his hoodie on.

"In a boys locker, that isn't right." Stiles answered.

"It makes sense though." Olivia added, looking at the blue door.

Scott shook his head in denial. "No, it is like something is rotting or dining in here." Scott told them. Olivia looked at Scott confused. It didn't make sense, but there a lot of things that didn't made sense in this world. The trio walked out, of the locker room. Olivia earned some weird looks from the boys who watched as she exited the boy's locker room. She even earned some perverted ones. Stiles noticed a few of those commenting that, making him put a supporting arm around Olivia's shoulder. The trio walked down the hall.

"I got to grab something for my locker before class." Olivia told them. Scott smirked at the sight of Olivia and Stiles. Stiles reluctly let her go. "I will see you in class." She told them. As she walked away Scott took a mental note to make sure the two end up together in a near future.

"What?" Stiles asked him.

"You two are cute together." Scott commented. Stiles glared at him. "I'm not telling her don't worry." Scott told his best friend. "She is pretty and smart."

"Don't say that. I'm the only one allow to say that." Stiles corrected him. Scott laughed as they walked to their next class.

Olivia opened her, taking her book for the last classes of the day. When she closed the door, she jumped at the sight of Jackson. He looked terribly sick. His was sweaty, and had bags under his eyes. Olivia looked at him confused.

"Where are you going now?" Jackson asked.

"Class," Olivia told him, holding her books close to her chest.

"I can to apologize for being a jerk to you, and your friends." Jackson said. Olivia looked at him with a blank expretion. She was was caught off guard by Jackson's apology.

"No, worries." Olivia told him, turning around to her class.

However she stopped when somebody got a hold of her bag. "Do you know how does it feel when you are the star of the team? When everyone is chanting your name, and then it is suddenly being taken away from you. Do you know how does that feel?" Jackson asked her. Olivia did not undertand what was going on. Jackson was confusing her by the second. As far as she knew, Jackson never apologised nor admits something wrong about himself. He had too much of a pride to do it.

"No," Olivia answered, curious on what this was going. She knew that Jackson was jealous of Scott and his achievements. He wanted to be the only star, and this couldn't happen if Scott was on the picture.

"It feel as if someone had stolen something from you. Have you ever felt that?" Jackson asked her.

"No, but there isn't an I on the team." Olivia corrected him. Jackson looked at her.

"You are right, there is a me." Jackson said to her. Olivia looked at him serious.

"You aren't the only star on the team. I'm sorry if you feel bad about it. Why are you even talking to me?" Olivia asked him.

"Because I really like you." He said, leaning closer to her. Olivia took a leaned back, trying to get some space between Jackson and her. Olivia's muscle stiffen, feeling really creeped out of Jackson's stage behaviour. She was confused, and surprised at Jackson's words. "And your friends too." Jackson added, making sure not to creep out the girl too much.

"I got to go." Olivia told him, turning around. Jackson took a hold of her arm, stopping her from going any further. Olivia looked at Jackson firm grip of her arm. The bell rang, signaling the end of the free period. Jackson let go of her. Olivia's hear was beating really fast. She did not know if it was for the creepy feeling Jackson was giving her or the anger that was started to bubble inside her because Jackson was dating Lydia; and when you are dating a person, you do not go telling other people you really like them.

"Maybe we can talk some other time?" Jackson asked her.

"Yeah," Olivia lied before walking away. She walked fast to class. Her heart was still beaten fast when she walked up to Scott and Stiles. Scott could hear her heart beat. He looked at her concerned.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked her.

"Yeah," Olivia choked out, her knuckles turning white. Stiles looked at her confused.

"I could hear your heart beat from down the hallway. It is beating really fast. Are you sure okay?" Scott asked her.

Olivia nodded at him, but it was a lie. "I will tell you guys later. I'm fine." Olivia told them. The two boys didn't buy the I'm fine. In fact, Scott knew that she lied because her heartbeat raced slightly. Olivia sat in the chair next to Scott, right in front of Stiles. Allison entered the room, making Scott look up.

"Stiles," Scott said, trying to avoid sitting next to Allison. However, she was faster. Stiles shrugged at Scott, sitting behind Olivia. Stiles leant on his desk. While Scott and Allison talked, Stiles leant on further so that he will be closer to Olivia. He tapped her shoulder.

"Hey, did something bad happen while you were at your locker? A threat of some kind. Did some perverted kid talked to you or something?" Stiles asked her softly. He could sense her worry.

Olivia looked at him over her shoulder. "Jackson." Olivia whispered to Stiles.

"What did he do?" He asked, trying to not snap. His jaw tighten, at the image of him trying to take advantage of her. Olivia sighed, looking at Stiles. "What he do Olivia?" Stiles asked again, his voice harder this time.

"He apologized," Olivia said. "And he was just acting really weird. He creeped me out. He then said he really liked me. I don't understand." Olivia mumbled. She turned her attention back to the board.

"Did he touched you?" Stiles ask, his knuckles were turning white on his strong grip of his desk.

"No," Olivia reassured him. She send him a side smile, and turned her attention to the coach. Stiles sighed, looking at the coach.

"Okay, have anyone done last night's reading?" Coach Fintoack asked. Everyone avoided the coaches face. "How about you McCall?" Coach said. Scott looked at the teacher in surprise.

"Last night's reading?" Scott asked. Olivia face palmed herself.

"He is dead man." Stiles whispered to her.

"How about the reading of Gretingburgs dress?" Coach asked.

"What?" Scott asked confused.

"That's sarcasm. Are your familiar with the term sacra's McCall?" Coach asked. Scott looked at Stiles, than back at coach.

"Very," Scott said. Stiles gave Scott a proud look.

"Did you do the reading?" He asked.

"I think I forgot." Scott said. The rest of his classmates laughed, while his friends gave him a painful look.

"Come up buddy, you know I can't keep you on the team if you have a D. How about you summarize the previous night's reading?" Coach said. Stiles tapped Olivia's shoulder. Olivia looked at him. He moved a little bit, so that both could see the heart monitor. Scott's heart was raising.

"How about the night before that?" Coach asked. Scott looked down at his desk. "How about you summaries anything you have read in your entire life." Coach said, rising his voice a little.

"Ummm." Scott was searching for anything on his mind.

"A blog? How about the back of a cereal box? How about the website your adult warn you about that you visit every night?" Coach asked. Stiles was taking deep breath. Olivia took his hand, reassuring his that everything was going to be fine. "Thank you McCall. Thank you McCall. Thank your for stagnating any last flicker of hope I had for your generation. You ruin it for everybody. Maybe next practice you start with suicede runs. Or is that too much reading?" Coach said to Scott. The duo noticed Scott's heart decrease. Olivia looked at Scott's hand who was tangled with Allison. A small smile played on her lips while she watched them both. Stiles followed her gaze, realization hitting him.

"She calms him down." Olivia whispered to Stiles.

"I notice." Stiles said. Olivia smiled at him, pulling her hand away from his. She returned to her previous position, playing her attention back to the class. If only she knew that Stiles missed her touch as much as she missed hers.

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The trio walked out of class quickly. Olivia was in the middle of Stiles and Scott. Her usual spot. "It's her." Stiles said to Scott, when Allison was far away from them. Scott looked at his friend confused. "Remember on the night of the full moon. You were thinking of protecting her." Stiles told him.

"Okay." Scott said.

"Remember on the last lacrosse game. You said you could hear her voice out on the field." Stiles told him.

"Yeah, I did." Scott said, not understanding what this was leading too.

"That is what brought you back." Olivia added.

"Then after the game, when you transform. You didn't killed her. At least not like you were trying to kill me." Stiles pointed out. Olivia smirked at Stiles. Scott wasn't following along, and his both friends noticed.

"She bring you back, is what Stiles is saying." Olivia said.

"That's not it, because when I'm kissing her I start to transform." Scott replied.

"No, because when you do that you are just another teenage hormonal boy; who is thinking about sex." Stiles corrected him. Stiles looked at Scott. "You are thinking about sex right now aren't you?" Stiles asked him. Scott looked at him with a dumb smile.

"Yeah," Scott answered.

"Ewww." Olivia said, smacking Scott's head. "Pervert." She mumbled.

"I'm just thinking what a normal boy thinks about a pretty girl." Scott said, defending himself. "And don't tell that to Allison," Scott added, panic laced in his voice. Olivia smirked at him.

"That's not the point. The point is, that I think she doesn't make you weak. She makes you strong, in control. Kind of like an anchor." Stiles said.

"I love her." Scott said.

"Excatly." Stiles said. Olivia smile widen at hearing those three words.

"Did I just said that?" Scott asked. Olivia let out a squeal of delight. Olivia jumped happily, while holding Stiles' shoulder so she wouldn't fall.

"Yes you did." Both of them answered. One more excited than the other. Olivia couldn't be any happier.

"I love her." Scott repeated. This time, more confident.

"That's great, moving on." Stiles said, but was cut of by Scott.

"I'm in totally love with her." Scott said.

"Okay, before you go and write a sonnet about her; we have to figure this out." Stiles said.

"You are right." Scott said. "So, what do we do?" Scott asked. Stiles and Olivia shared a look.

"We don't know yet." Olivia answered.

"What do we do next then?" Scott asked.

"I got an idea." Stiles said. He took a hold of Olivia's hand, and walked away with Scott right on his heel. "You are not going to like this idea." He told him.

"I'm going to get hurt?" Scott asked.

"Yeah." Stiles said. The trio walked to the parking lot. "Okay, you stand right there, and hold your keys like this." Stiles let go of Olivia's hand for a second, while helping Scott. "Now, don't move." Stiles said. Stiles took out a key of his own, and scratch the truck's surface. Stiles ran to Olivia's side, pulling a little further away just in case. "Hey dude, what are you doing to that truck bro?" Stiles yelled. Four men tourted to Scott. They were beyond pissed. They started to heat him. "ohh, that's not good."

"Stiles," Olivia complained, flinching everytime they took a blow at Scott. Stiles looked at the heart monitor as the heart rate increased. "Come on, stay calm." Olivia whispered. Scott's heart rate decreased.

"He know how to control it." Stiles said to her.

"You did it." Olivia said.

"No, we did it." Stiles said. Olivia looked away, trying to hide her blush; but Stiles noticed. It bought some satisfaction, knowing he made the girl he like blush.

"Hey," Mr.Harries yelled through the parking lots. The men ran off, not wanting anymore trouble. "What do you think you idiots are doing?" Harris told the trio. He narrowed his eyes at Olivia. "Detention." He said to the three. Olivia sighed, looking at Stiles.

"Sorry?" He said. Olivia rolled her eyes at him. Her parent's wouldn't be pleased at all.

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Olivia sat between Stiles and Scott. Harris was sitting on his desk, writing something. "Umm, Mr.Harris I'm going to be late for work and I don't want to get fire." Scott said from his seat. Harris looked up, sending him a creepy smile. Without answering he turned back to his work.Scott turned to Stiles. "You knew I was going to heal?" Scott whispered to his best friend.

"Yeah," Stiles answered.

"I didn't took part of this by the way. It was all Stiles." Olivia said to Scott, looking at Stiles.

"I'm sorry." Stiles said. Olivia rolled her eyes, turning back to her work.

"So, you did all that to help me learn?" Scott asked.

"Yeah," Stiles said.

"They punched me." Scott said.

"That was obviously revenge." Stiles said.

"Dude you are my best friend. I can't have you angry with me anymore." Scott said. Olivia looked at Scott with a sad smile.

"I'm not angry anymore." Stiles said. "You have something Scott. You can do some things nobody else can do. So, it means you don't have a choice anymore. It means you have to do something." Stiles said.

"I will do something." Scott said. Olivia looked at the two best friends with a huge grim on her face.

"That goes also for you Olivia." Scott said. Olivia looked at Scott.

"What do you mean?" Olivia asked.

"You could have easily walked out of the problem, but you didn't. It means a lot." Scott said. Olivia smiled, patting his shoulder.

"Aww thanks." Olivia said flattered at Scott's comment. Stiles smiled at Olivia too. Harris looked up from his desk.

"Okay, you two off you go." Harris said. The trio, raced out of the room without a second thought.

"Need a ride home?" Stiles asked Olivia.

"Yeah, that would be great." Olivia thanked him. "See you later Scott." Olivia said, waving goodbye to him. "Thanks for driving me back home by the way." Olivia said, while putting her seatbelt on.

"No problem." Stiles said. The two drove in comfortable silent. Stiles stopped in front of her home. Stiles walked her to her home. "Are you parents home?" He stuttered out.

"I think so, my brother is probably trying to soften the blow." Olivia said. She turned to Stiles. Olivia hesitated a little bit before hugging him. Stiles smiled at the hug. Olivia quickly pulled away, unsure of Stiles reaction. "Goodnight." She said. "And I over reacted on detention. It wasn't that bad. I mean, it would have if I didn't had my two best friends with me." She said. Stiles stayed until she safety entered. Stiles waved at her.

When Olivia closed the door, she was surrounded by three pairs of eyes. Each one held different emotions. Her brother stood in her parent's side. Her mother was the worst one, along with her father. "You got Detention!" Her mother exclaimed. Olivia jumped at her sudden outburst.

"It was nothing." Olivia said.

"And how did you got here?" Her father asked.

"Stiles drove me." Olivia said to them.

"I was told you were detention along with him and the other boy who came the other day too." My father said. Olivia looked at her brother.

"I told them to not freak out about you." Nick said.

"You didn't even call." My mother complained.

"The teacher had our phones." Olivia debated.

"You had never gotten yourself in detention." My father said.

"I wonder what might have changed." My mom added, looking innocently.

"Mom, dad, they are just kids. It is only one detention. I bet Olivia learned her lesson." Nick said, looking at his sister.

"I did." Olivia said, bitting the inside of her cheek. Her parent's were just blaming her friend.

"You better." My dad said to me.

"I hope it is a one time thing, because if it isn't' then maybe you shouldn't be hanging out with those boys." Her dad said. Olivia was about to say something when her brother send her a look. She knew if she said anything else, she will be the one loosing.

"I got it." Olivia said. She walked up the stairs, with her brother following her. "They are blaming them for my detention. They are not a bad effluence Nick." Olivia told him, dropping her bag on the floor.

"Why did you got dentition?" Nick asked. Olivia sighed, thinking of a lie.

"Scott got into a fight. He was attacked by some men." Olivia told him. It wasn't totally a lie.

"Well, it was nice of Stiles to drive you back. He seems like a nice guy." Nick said, getting ready to leave.

"He is." Olivia said, smiling at the thought of Stiles.