Stiles pulled into a school parking lot with cars already in it. He took his time choosing a spot where he could get to with ease in case something happened. He ended up parking at a spot where there were no cars, just parking lot. As he parked, he smelled something in the air; it was faint, but smelled something of angels. He payed no heed to it though because he was nearing the entrance to the building.
As soon as Stiles made it into the building, he knew something was up. The hall smelt of students, but had something mixed in. It was the scent of weariness. Stiles jut walked straight to his locker and took out his stuff. Scott had searched his locker, he could smell it. Stiles went to his fourth period class and misted himself; he decided to wait there until Scott came for chemistry. Stiles sat himself down on one of the back counters and waited paitiently for two class periods to pass. he had come to school at the start of second period and waited for two hours until the third pass