Scott McCall always has his inhaler (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} gotmyinhaler) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} silenstumulosus,@ 2015-06-16 16:05:00 |
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OPEN WITH:
Scott, around age tweleve. There's a scene of him in the kitchen, putting a frozen lasagna in the oven. This was easy, he could totally handle this, and his mom wouldn't have to worry about cooking dinner when she got home. He sets the timer on the oven and goes into the living room to watch tv for awhile.
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The incessant beeping is heard before the scene fades in on Scott, sleeping on the couch. Smoke is slowly filtering into the living room. The front door opens to reveal Melissa, "Scott!" she shouts as she rushes past him on the couch on her way to the kitchen.
He jolts awake and instantly realizes what happened, rushing into the kitchen behind his mom, who's already grabbed the fire extinguisher which, yes, she keeps on hand because Scott is kind of accident prone. While she's handling the oven, he grabs a chair to stand on and turn the smoke detector off. "I'm sorry, Mom! I was just trying to help." He said, climbing down and coughing and waving his hand to get the smoke out of his face.
"I know, honey. I know." Melissa sighs and pushes him out of the kitchen. "Get out of here before you have an asthma attack, sweetie. And...grab your shoes, we're going out for dinner tonight."
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The school bus is ridiculous full on the way home, there's really nowhere to sit, but Scott, Stiles, and a girl from their class manage to fit the three of them on the seat in the second row from the front of the bus. He's older now than he was in the last clip, definitely high school aged. Scott's sitting on the outside, the three of them chattering idly about something from Biology earlier that day.
The driver stops and the sudden jolt sent Scott flying out of the seat into the asile, the momentum made him tumble toward the bus driver and right down the steps, landing at the door.
Stiles jumps to his feet and rushes to his side, in all his flaily grace. "Dude, are you okay?"
"Yup," Scott muttered, securing his backpack over his shoulder and pushing his way off the bus. "And we're walking the rest of the way home," he says, tugging on Stiles' arm. The rest of the kids on the bus can be heard laughing....and laughing... as they walk and the bus drives off.
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Scott is walking down the hall, talking animatedly to Stiles about something and doesn't notice his shoe his untied. When he rounds the corner, he trips over his own shoe lace and slams directly into a girl, sending her books flying and both of them to the ground. His eyes go wide and his jaw drops in shock at what had just happened before he scrambles to help her pick up her books, rambling apologies at her. "Oh my god. I'm, like, a total klutz. I'm sorry."
Allison laughs heartily as she gathers the remaining books he didn't already grab and helps him up, making a big show of brushing off Scott's shoulder. "All good, Trip. Watch where you're going next time." She smirks and takes the books he's holding out to her before moving on her way.
"Dude, I think that's the new girl everybody's been talking about." Stiles whispers once she rounded the corner out of sigh.
"Yeah, and she's totally hot and I just made an ass out of myself." Scott shakes his head as he ties his shoe before continuing his way to class.
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A little montage of super klutzy moments:
Scott being beamed in the face with a lacrosse ball-- running upstairs at school, tripping and faceplanting-- running face-first into a glass door.
[Yup, folks. This is your Alpha, in all his klutzy, human glory.]