"She ate the liver?" Scott questioned me as we walked up the front steps of the school.

"No," I said. "I didn't say that. I just said it was missing."

"And you know what?" Stiles said. "So, what if she ate the liver? It's the most notorious part of the body."

"I'm pretty sure I didn't eat anyone's liver." I said. We stopped and faced each other.

"Yeah, cause when it comes to werewolves, you're a real model of self control." Stiles said sarcastically. "Actually, hold on, you're the test case so we should be going over to what happened to you two."

"I'm not getting it." Scott said.

"Shocker." I muttered.

"I mean, what was going through your mind when you were turning." Stiles said. "You know, what you were drawn to."

"Nothing." I said. "The night I got bit, all I could think about was getting home to my dad. But when I met Derek, all I could think about was him."

"Ok, so, Calla's out, Scott?"

"Allison." Scott said in a hypnotic tone of voice.

"Kay, nothing else? Seriously?" I asked him.

"Nothing else mattered." Scott said. "But that's good right, because the night that Lydia got bitten she was with you, right?"

"Yeah, but she was looking for Jackson." Stiles said.

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"Let's go!" Coach's voice rang out through the locker room. Morning practice. I was the only girl on the lacrosse team. I had to sue to get on but I love lacrosse. I stayed close to Stiles and Scott in the locker room. I sat on the bench between them as I pulled on my gear. "I have an announcement. Quicker! Danny, put a shirt on." Oh, Danny, sweet, sweet, Danny. Gay, but still cute. Goalie on the team. "Let's go, gather around. Listen up. Police are asking for help on the missing child report. There's a girl, roaming around, totally naked." Laughter, giggles, sniggers and whistles flowed through the locker room. "Now, it's suppose to get below 40 degrees tonight. I don't about you but the last time it was that cold and I was outside, I lost a testicle to exposure. Now I don't want the same thing happening to an innocent girl. So, police are organizing search parties tonight. Sign up, find the girl, you get an automatic A in my class."

"Bet you my next paycheck, I'll find her before you." I challenged Scott.

"Deal."

"Asswipes." Jackson growled at us as he passed us. I stood up and raised my hand and was about to punch Jackson when Coach stopped me.

"Bryn! You got something to add?" I looked at him and lowered my fist.

"Uh, uh, that, I, just wanted to say, uh," I stuttered as I thought of something. I grabbed Scott and Stiles by the arms and lifted them to their feet.

"We love you, Coach." We said in unison. Laughter rippled through the locker room. Coach stared at us oddly for a moment before retreating to his office.

"You guys are rubbing off on me." I said. "Oh, we spend too much time with each other."

"That is so true." Scott said.

"Yes, it is." Stiles agreed.

"Are we going to do something about it?" I asked.

"Nope." Scott said.

"Absolutely not." Stiles agreed.

"Well, bye." I said.

"See ya." Scott said.

"Bye." Stiles said and we departed to head out to the lacrosse field.