Authors Note: Thank you to everyone who read Chapter one and reviewed, I really appreciate it! I'm going to try to get a proper update schedule going, but its the end of school, and so I'm super busy. As always, please R&R! If you find any mistakes, please let me know, and as always, no flames.

Disclaimer: I just wish I owned Teen Wolf. I don't, as you can tell.

Chapter 2:Drown Your Doubts

1st person

"Cyra!" I turned towards the person who called my name to find Lydia running towards me.

"Yes?" I ask. It had almost been a month since I had first arrived, and I was settling in nicely, besides the fact that I had begun to fail chemistry.

"We, that is, Allison and I, were wondering if you wanted to study together this weekend." Lydia said. "We have a test coming up in chemistry, so..." She let the word hang.

"Sure, I'm free this afternoon, if you wanted to study at my place." When Lydia heard that, she smiled and pranced off, with a quick "thanks, see you later" thrown over her shoulder. I turned and headed to my first class, world history.

Arriving home, I kicked my shoes of and began to get ready for Allison and Lydia. First I tidied the entry way, which was painted a pale blue. My entire house had an ocean theme, just like back home, I thought to myself. Moving on to the small living room, where we would probably study, I straightened the pillows. Being a naturally clean person, there was not much to do. A smart rapping on the door alerted me to their presence, and, taking a quick glance in the mirror, I let them in. We exchanged hellos as I led them into the living room.

"I like it, very blue." Allison said, while she and Lydia took cursory glances. They were right, the walls were painted a deep blue, with the couch and chairs lighter sea foam hue.

"Yep, I really like the color. Reminds me of home." I smiled and gestured for them to sit.

A few hours later, Allison looked up from her book, asking where the bathroom was.

"Upstairs, first door on your left." She smiled and got up, not before looking rather pointedly at Lydia. About five minutes later she returned, an odd look on her face, but i couldn't put my finger on it.

"I think it's time to go, Lydia." Allison said. Lydia looked at the clock, and nodded. Standing up, we walked to the door and said our good byes. Closing the door I returned to the living room. Giving it a once over, I went to the kitchen. Surveying my ingredients, I decided I would go with sushi. As i worked with the fish, I turned on the TV in the living room.

"The police are saying that it is not a murder, but in fact a suicide. However eyewitnesses are saying differently. There appears to be a-"

I had heard enough, turning the TV off I finished preparing my food, and went upstairs.

3rd person

"She has a WHAT!?" Derek yelled.

"A...well...a fish tank. A really big fish tank." Allison replied. The whole pack, minus Stiles, was sitting in the living room, staring at Allison with varying levels of disbelief.

"It's true, it had to take up at least three rooms!"

"But why would she have a gigantic fish tank? Thats totally unreasonable." Scott said, with Isaac nodding in agreement. "Not to mention expensive."

"All I know is what I saw. There weren't many fish either. It was weird." She finished, and looked expectantly at Derek. Just as he was about to speak, Stiles burst in, out of breath.

"Stiles? Where were you?" Derek asked cocking an eyebrow at Stiles disheveled appearance.

"I -gasp- just came from -gasp gasp- the sherifs office."

"Sooooooo...? What?" Lydia prompted.

"There's a body." Stiles said, looking triumphant. "But not just any body. They think it was a murder."

"I heard that on the radio, they said that it looked like a suicide." Erica said.

"Well, obviously they don't want people to find out, it could cause a panic." Stiles rolled his eyes. "It looked like a drowning, but there were some weird marks, and there were a few chunks taken out of their legs and back. Some pretty nasty stuff."

"Do you think it could be another werewolf?" Boyd asked, looking at Erica.

"Nope." Stiles replied, shaking his head. "First, it was a drowning, then the bites. They looked like shark bites, only smaller."

"Now, lets not get to crazy yet, it could just be some psycho off their meds." Jackson jumped in.

"And just how often is it a person?" Jackson rolled his eyes at Lydia and huffed in annoyance.

They talked long into the night, with nothing to show for it.

*The Next Day*

"Cyra. Cyra!"

"Hm? Sorry, I was thinking. What was that?" Cyra turned to look at Stiles, and saw everyone was looking at her.

"I said, did you hear about the murder?" At that Cyra, as pale as she is, got paler.

"Yes, I did. I don't really want to talk about it." With that Cyra got up, and with a swift goodbye, she left, leaving her food untouched.

"That was a bit...suspicious." Allison said calmly.

"Yeah, but, I mean, it's not like she could be the killer." And with that everyone laughed and shook it off. But the seed of doubt had already been planted.