“Quil!”

Quil jerked awake at the shout. It took him a moment to register his surroundings through sleep blurred eyes. As he became more focused, he remembered he was in his car sitting in the high school parking lot. He shook his head to clear the cobwebs and looked up into the amused eyes of his imprint, Claire. She was leaning into his window, her arms folded against the door frame of the car.

“Hey,” Quil croaked. He coughed and tried to clear the frog from his throat.

“Late night?” Claire asked with an amused smirk.

“Yeah, it was a little late I ‘spose,” he grunted. He struggled in the small confines of his car to sit up.

“Look, I have to help Mrs. Philips really quick, but I won’t be more than ten minutes, I promise. I just didn’t want to not show up and have you get all freaked out.”

Quil frowned. “I don’t freak out,” he said, offended.

Claire’s eyes widened and she raised her eyebrows. “You don’t freak out? Last week I had Mason Dixon Line practice and you stormed into the auditorium looking like a total psycho basket case because I forgot to tell you. Mrs. Philips wanted to call the cops.”

Quil gave her a pout. “I was worried,” he muttered. “2:45 means 2:45.”

“Yeah well you should be worried. Mrs. Philips thinks you’re a nutcase. Do you know she actually pulled me aside the other day and asked me if you “touched” me inappropriately.”

Quil nearly slid off the car seat in horror. “She what?! I don’t…..I never….what the hell….,” he sputtered while trying to pull himself upright again.

“Quil, calm down. I told her you were totally legit,” Claire said with a wink.

“I AM LEGIT!” Quil hollered.

Claire backed away from the window at Quil’s outburst. “I know, I know,” she reassured him. “This is the freaking out I’m talking about. You have got to start chilling out. Next thing you know, you’ll be teen wolfing out on me. Look I have to go back in, just wait for me, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Quil muttered.

Claire handed Quil her backpack through the car window and began to jog back towards the school’s entrance. “Two minutes I swear!” She called over her shoulder.