It's been a week since the discovery of Jackson Reyes' body.
But his death is not the first, nor would it be the last casualty that the town of Beacon Hills would suffer.
The Twilight Drive-In where I work, my home away from home, a piece of town history, is closing for good, just when we needed a place to escape to the most.
With Sheriff Mahealani knocking on every door and neighbor suspecting neighbor, Beacon Hills, every day that passes, is becoming more like Salem during the witch trials.
And meanwhile, the girl next door, our friendly neighborhood Hitchcock strawberry-blonde, Lydia Martin, was wrestling with the knowledge that her best friend, Scott McCall, was caught up in a forbidden romance.
Lydia laid on her bed, on her arms, as she wrote on her pink diary about recent discoveries of her best friend Scott. Specifically about Scott and Ms. Morrell.
Dear diary,
Sheriff Mahealani doesn't know what I know. That Beacon Hills High's music teacher, Marin Morrell was at Applegate River, the morning Jackson Reyes went missing. And that since Scott was also there, they could've been there together.
Scott and his dad, Rafael, were currently sitting in the crowd as they watched Ms. Morrell preform her cello in an orchestra. Scott smiled, as he stared up at the woman that he likes, looking peaceful and relaxed as she played her instrument. Rafael leaned towards his son.
"She is incredible." Rafael said
Scott smiled a bit. "She's the best." was all he responded back, as they both continued to watch Ms. Morrell play.
Ms. Morrell looked up and caught Scott's gaze, Scott just smirked back at her, and instantly the memories of them being together flooded his mind. The night in the car they first hooked it and everything began, the morning of Fourth of July at Applegate River, the day in her music room where Scott had her up against the wall. Scott was snapped back to reality when the music finished. He shifted in his seat a bit and scratched his neck a bit.
They waited until everyone was half gone when they went to talk to Ms. Morrell. Ms. Morrell was currently putting away her instrument when Rafael McCall frightened her a bit.
"I'm usually more of a classic rock kind of guy, but that was beautiful. Truly" Rafael complimented her. Ms. Morrell smiled up at him and nodded as a silent thanks.
Scott shifted uncomfortable, as he held the bouquet of flowers. He stepped up and handed her the flowers. "Congratulations, Ms. Morrell."
Ms. Morrell accepted the flowers and smiled at them both. "Thank you. Both for coming." she said in a happy voice.
Rafael chuckled a bit. "No, are you kidding? Scott, he wouldn't miss it. I had to beg him to let me come" he teased. Ms. Morrell smiled and Scott just shifted in his spot.
"Great, I'll see you at school, Ms. Morrell." Scott said quickly wanting to leave before his dad embarrassed him even more. "Let's go dad."
Rafael spoke up quickly. "Well I was thinking that, you know, if you're gonna be alone tonight, that we could take you out to dinner." he asked Ms. Morrell.
Scott looked like he was about to drop dead on his spot and Ms. Morrell flushed.
"Oh. No, I... No, I couldn't impose." Ms. Morrell stuttered out.
"After everything you've done for my son, I...You know, with his music, it's the least I can do. I insist." Rafael said chuckling a bit. He turned to look at his son and he nodded at him.
Scott just looked at her hopefully, Ms. Morrell looked at Rafael and then to Scott and back to Rafael. Ms. Morrell just smiled and chuckled and nodded.
Stiles, Lydia, Allison and Danny were sitting in a booth at Pop's talking about the Drive In.
"The Drive-In closing is just one more nail in the coffin that is Beacon Hills." Stiles said passionately looking out the window. "No, forget Beacon Hills, in the coffin of the American dream." he continued to say as he turned to look at the other.
Lydia just sat next to him looking down at her hands, in her own little world, thinking about Scott and Ms. Morrell. Still Stiles continued talking about the horrors of the Drive In getting shut down. "As the godfather of indie cinema, Quentin Tarantino, likes to say..." he said, now getting cut off by Danny.
"Please, God, no more Quentin Tarantino references." Danny said, cutting him off, begging him. Allison just looked at him and shook her head.
"What?" Stiles asked defensively. "I'm pissed. And not just about losing my Twilight Drive-In, it should mean something to us. People should be trying to save it." he argued, encouraging them.
Allison leaned forward and held her hand out. "In this age of Netflix and VOD, do people really want to watch a movie in a car?" she asked. "I mean who even goes there?"
Danny just stared at her. "People who want to buy crack." he told her.
"And cinephiles, and car enthusiasts." Stiles spoke up and then turned to Lydia. "Right Lydia? Lydia?" he asked.
Lydia finally snapped out of it and looked up, and turned to Stiles and nodded her head. "Totally." she said. Allison and Danny just smiled and shook her head at her.
"Anyway, it's closing because the town owns it, but didn't invest in it." Stiles began once again. "So when an anonymous buyer made Mayor Tandy an offer, she couldn't refuse..." he said.
Allison looked back confused. "Anonymous buyer?" she asked. "What do they have to hide? No one cares."
"I do!" Stiles told her. They all just stared at him, and he spoke up again, now more calmed. "Also, you guys should all come to closing night. I'm thinking American Graffiti... Or is that to obvious." he asked.
Allison smiled. "I vote for anything starring Audrey Hepburn. Or Cate Blanchett." she said.
Danny turned to her. "Or The Talented Mr. Ripley." he said. Allison smiled and nodded. "Lydia, your choices!" he told her.
Lydia was once again snapped out of it and stared at them in confusion.
"Everything okay L?" Allison asked her.
Lydia smiled a bit. "Yeah, I'm just thinking. Um... Maybe Rebel Without a Cause?" she asked. Stiles quickly turned to her and smiled before he snickered. Danny and Allison also snickered along.
Victoria walked up to there booth. "Here you go kids." she said, as she began to set the plates down.
Allison smiled up at her mother. "Thanks mom." she told her.
Erica was sitting a bit father from where the four were sitting and she sat up straighter when she heard Allison call her mom. "If I would have known Mama Argent was working as a waitress at Pop's, I never would have given Allison a spot on the Cyclones." she began to say to Quinn and Tierney, as she poured maple syrup at them both. "It's off-brand, and sends a false message about acceptance."
"After her TMZ-style take-down of Aiden, all the Cyclones kind of like Allison now." Quinn spoke up.
"Do they?" Erica asked.
Victoria walked up to pick up the money and Erica quickly set her hand down.
"Be sure to put all that cash in the register. You are a Argent, after all, and Argent's are known to have sticky fingers." Erica sneered at Victoria.
Allison noticed the commotion and she quickly stood up and walked over to them. "Erica." Allison began in a harsh sneer voice.
Victoria just picked up her finger to her daughter. "Honey, I got this." she said, staring at her. "Erica, I went to school with your mother. She didn't know the difference between having money and having class, either." she told her, as she snatched the money away and left.
Allison just smirked at her mother and smiled at Erica, who rolled her eyes, and then left to join her friends.
The doorbell chimed and Scott, his dad, and Ms. Morrell walked in. Danny was the only one to noticed and he looked confused.
"Now, that's an odd combo of people." Danny said. Lydia, Allison and Stiles all looked at the direction he was looking at.
Lydia raised her eyebrow and set her expression stony. "I'll be right back." she said.
"Lydia, no. Don't" Stiles quickly said, as he tried to get her to sit back down.
Danny noticed the tone in his voice. "Wait, what's happening?" he asked, wanting to be in the gossip.
Scott, Rafael and Marin all sat down in the booth, and Lydia walked up to them, and stood right in front of Scott.
Rafael looked up and noticed her. "Hey Lydia." he said.
"Hi Mr. McCall. Hi Ms. Morrell." Lydia greeted. "Scott, can I talk to you?" she asked as nicely as possible.
Scott just looked at her confused. "Sure. I'll call you later?" he asked.
"No. Actually now." Lydia said. Ms. Morrell began to stare at Scott. "Just school stuff. Outside." she said in a certain tone that Scott just went along with.
Scott just followed Lydia out the diner and he caught Stiles's worried gaze at him and left outside. Stiles just stared at them, he then turned to the window.
Lydia and Scott were outside now and she spoke up. "Scott, as your best friend. Is there anything you want to tell me?" she asked, patiently.
"I don't think so." Scott asked confused.
Lydia sighed. "Ms. Morrell, was at Applegate River, on July 4th. Were you with her?" she asked.
Scott just stared at her. "Did Stiles tell you?" he asked.
"Stiles knows about this?" Lydia asked.
Scott tuned to the window where Stiles was sitting at.
Stiles caught them and he slumped in his seat lower. Allison and Danny looked at the scene interested.
"What's happening out there? Do we know? Is it about me?" Allison asked rapidly at Stiles.
Stiles just glanced out and then looked down. "I have a strong inkling, and no. Also I'd let it go." he warned her.
"Yes, but you're you, and I'm me. You do you, girl, I'll be back." Allison said as she began to slide out the booth and headed out. Stiles just glared and rolled his eyes.
Danny just looked at her and then leaned forwards. "What was it like before she got here?" he asked. Stiles just gave a face, and Danny continued on. "I honestly can't remember."
Scott was outside trying to convince Lydia not to talk. "It's not what you're thinking." Scott told her.
"So it's platonic." Lydia said.
Scott sighed. "Okay, well, maybe it's a little like what you're thinking." he admitted.
"Scott!" Lydia began. "Are you and Ms. Morrell, like, together, like romantically?" she asked.
Allison was already outside when she heard Lydia ask Scott that question.
"Oh my God." Allison breathed out. "You and your music teacher are having an affair?" she asked.
"We are... together. Look, I know that sounds bad, but..." Scott said defending his relationship. Lydia just looked down, trying to believe what Scott just admitted. Scott looked at her worriedly.
Allison cut him off. "Bad? It sounds scandalous." she told him.
"It sounds like jail time to me. Illegal!" Lydia yelled.
"Lydia, don't go there." Scott snapped.
"Oh I'm already there." Lydia snapped back.
"Allie, a little help here?" Scott pleaded to help him.
Allison just began to stutter. "I mean, technically, Lydia's right." she said. Lydia made a face that she was right. "And ethically... Well, what's Morrell to you, anyway, girlfriend? Your booty tutor?" she asked him.
Scott sighed. "I don't know. I don't know what to call her." he said.
"You said you were at the river alone? You lied to Sheriff Mahealani, to all of us." Lydia snapped. "Why? To protect her?"
"She believed in me, when no one else did." Scott defended and somewhat snapped at her. Lydia whole face fell and she looked down sadly. She looked hurt.
"Okay, we get it." Allison spoke up, as she noticed Lydia expression.
"Lydia, say something. Please?" Scott begged.
Lydia just kept her gaze down and she shook her head. She wanted to scream at him, wanted to hurt him, wanted to tell him that he was stupid for not coming to her in the first place, but she couldn't get nothing out.
Just then Natalie Martin drove up honking, slamming her brakes. "Get in the car, Lydia. Now." she said.
Lydia just looked up at Scott and she just shrugged at him, and rolling her eyes at her best friend, and walked away. Scott took a step forward and stopped, he watched as Lydia got in the car.
"What have I told you about those two?" Natalie scolded her.
"Can we just go?" Lydia snapped. Natalie just looked at them and sped away.
Scott heard them argue, and he just sighed and turned to Allison
"Oh Scotty. You're in it deep this time." Allison told him. Scott just looked conflicted.
Lydia was in her room, writing furiously in her diary, when her pencil led broke, she looked up and then to her computer and began to research about Ms. Morrell.
Rock music was being playing from Erica's car, she was looking out the window, when she noticed Victoria and South Side Serpent talking.
"Turn down the music." Erica snapped. "I spy with my little eye, Victoria Argent, full of secrets." she said, smirking as she, Tierney, and Quinn all stared at where Victoria was arguing with the serpent. "Riddle me this, hair models of the damned, why is Allison's mother having a clandestine tete-a-tete with a South Side Serpent behind a dumpster at Pop's?" she asked as she got her phone up and took pictures.
Scott caught up with Stiles, as he handed out flyers, and began to get after him. "How hard it would even be, if I've me a little heads-up?" he asked him as he following him around.
Stiles just sighed and rolled his eyes. "Look, I am, by nature, a conscientious objector. Not saying anything to either you or Lydia, was the most moral, apathetic choice I could make." he told Scott.
"But Stiles." Scott said, grabbing him to stop him. "She's not going to write about me and Morrell in the paper, is she? Like she did with Aiden?" he asked worriedly.
Stiles scoffed at him. "Dude. Seriously." he asked him. Scott just looked at him and he sighed. "Okay. Come on. Think about what you're asking. If there was even an iota of a chance that something could hurt you in any way, Lydia wouldn't do it." he told him.
Scott just nodded and sighed in relief.
"Probably." Stiles added, joking a little.
"Oh my god." Scott said, freaking out.
"I'm kidding. But maybe she has a point." Stiles said. "What do you see happening with Morrell, long-term? What do you want?" he asked him seriously.
Scott looked around and then back at Stiles. "I want to be with her. I don't know how, but I wanna hang on to what we have for as long as possible." he said.
Stiles just hung up a Twilight Drive In flyer while he responded to him. "Yup. I feel that. Trying to hold on to something a lot older than me, too." he said, referring to the drive in that was closing.
Scott just groaned a little. "Just... If Lydia's gonna do anything crazy, can you please let me know so I can do something to stop it?" he told Stiles.
"Thank you for taking the time, Ms. Morrell." Lydia said, as she sat on the chair across from her, smiling at her. "Like I said, the Red and White, doing a series of articles spotlighting teachers, and you're our first." she told the teacher. "Let's begin. Uh, you joined the faculty last year. Where did you move to Beacon Hills from?" she asked.
Ms. Morrell just shifted a little on her seat and smiled warmly at Lydia. "Um, here and there. I was just mostly on the road." she responded.
"But you've taught at other schools, I'm assuming?" Lydia asked.
Ms. Morrell laughed a bit. "Oh yeah, of course." she answered. Lydia just falsely smiled at her.
"Can I get their names?" Lydia asked once again.
Ms. Morrell just laughed a little at her and responded. "Devenford Prep, Beacon Hills Middle."
"What made you leave?" Lydia asked, grilling her, hoping she'd get evidence to expose her.
"They were temporary placements. Just filling in for maternity, sabbatical, things like that. This is my first permanent position." Ms. Morrell responded.
"Getting back to music, you're working with Scott McCall on an independent study. Have you ever done this sort of thing before?" Lydia asked cutting her off.
"Yes. Last year." Ms. Morrell replied. "With Tomoko Yoshido and Jackson Reyes."
That caught Lydia's attention "Jackson? Before..." she trailed off.
Ms. Morrell nodded. "Such a tragedy. He was an inspiration." she said.
Lydia just mocked her "And pretty cute, right?" In a way that was almost a sneer.
Ms. Morrell frowned a bit and just stared at her. Her heart started to race, and she began to question why she was even here questioning her. "I don't think of my students that way."
Lydia just faked a concern. "No, no, no, no..." she said.
"And I'm sorry, I really should prepare for my next class." Ms. Morrell stuttered a bit.
Lydia just nodded, and watched her go. "Yet she's sleeping with a student." she whispered out to herself.
Danny was in the student lounge, walking from the vending machine to sit next to Allison. "It's this quintessential rite of passage, making out with your boy or girlfriend at the movies." he complained.
"Why don't we go together?" Allison asked him. "I can't promise you any action, but maybe I'll bring you good luck." she teased.
"Great, another night, another hag." Danny retorted. Allison just laughed.
Erica walked in the student lounge, towards Allison. "Speaking of hags. Allison it's so devastating to me that your mother has to sink to such unspeakable lows just to keep those knockoff Hermes bags on your arm. What's next, selling her hair extensions?" she said in a fake hurt.
Allison just rolled her eyes. "My mom's a waitress, Erica. Not Fantine. And your faux concern reeks of ulterior motive. What is it?" she asked.
"Only to remind you of your place in this school, nay, the town's social hierarchy." Erica retorted.
Allison snorted a little. "Threatened much? Don't worry. You may be a stock character from a '90s teen movie, but I'm not. And what does any of this have to do with my mom being a waitress?" she said to her as she stood up to her.
Erica just smiled. "It's just that I saw her talking to a Southside Serpent last night, in the alley behind Pop's. They were having an extremely heated, intimate discussion. See for yourself." she told her, holding out her phone to show her the picture.
Allison zoomed in the picture, and Erica just smiled at her, and then left. Allison just sneered at her and then turned to Danny. "Who or what is a South Side Serpent?" She snapped.
Danny just stared at her. "They're this gang of bikers who pretty much stays on the south side of town. And thank God, 'cause they're sort of dangerous. Drug dealers and petty thieves" he explained.
Allison just frowned. "Then what was my mom doing with one of them?" she asked. Danny just shrugged and she sighed.
Allison opened the door a little more, as she walked in to where Victoria was sitting on the couch.
"Who knew working would be so... tiring." Victoria told Allison, as she drank a glass of wine.
Allison just walked up in front of her. "Mom." she called out.
Victoria looked up at her. "Hmm?" she hummed out.
Allison sighed out. "Erica showed me a picture. You were standing behind Pop's with a Southside Serpent. Those guys are thugs. What were you doing?" she asked her mom.
"First off, you have nothing to worry about. Come here, sit." Victoria said to Allison. Allison went to sit in front of her mother. "Now remember, Allison. I grew up here. The Southside Serpents may be from the wrong side of the tracks, but I went to high school with some of them. I was just being polite." she explained to her daughter.
"Erica said it looked like you were arguing." Allison told her mother.
"Arguing?" Victoria asked, chuckling. "Hardly. He made a lewd comment, and I put him in his place."
"Mom, if you are in some kind of trouble." Allison said instantly.
Victoria cut her off. "I'm not, baby, and when have I ever lied to you?" she asked her. Allison just stared at her mother and nodded.
Stiles was over at Mayor Tandy's office, looking at the blueprints of a buildings after they close the Drive In.
"I'm sorry, but the Twilight Drive-In? It's a blight that's become a cesspool, and a hangout for criminals... and transients, and the deal's done." Mayor Tandy explained. "McCall's Construction is scheduled to demolish the lot on Monday."
Stiles sighed. "Mayor Tandy, when I was a kid, my family and I would go to the drive-in all the time." he began to explain as he sat across from her. "We couldn't afford tickets for everyone, so my sister Juniper and I would hide in the trunk until we parked. We'd sneak out. It's like my home."
Mayor Tandy just smiled sadly at him. "That's a very sweet sentiment, Mr. Stilinski. But the future of Beacon Hills is at stake." she told him. Stiles just nodded and looked away.
Lydia and Allison were currently at Pop's sitting across from Scott, talking about the things Lydia found out about Ms. Morrell.
"Ms. Morrell showed up in Beacon Hills a year ago, out of thin air." Lydia began. "There's no record of her before that. Her Facebook, her Linkedln account, they were all created one year ago. Before that, she's a ghost. She doesn't exist. The only Marin Morrell I could find was a woman who died seven years ago." she said, giving Scott a copy of an old lady who's name is Marin Morrell.
"How... Where did you find all this?" Scott managed to stutter out, after getting told all the news.
"The deep web. The dark internet." Allison began to say mysteriously. "JK, it's all online. Simple googling." she teased.
Scott just frowned. "And did you cyber-stalk Ms. Morrell before or after you interviewed her for a fake article?" he asked getting a bit angry. Lydia was raging inside but she played innocent. "Why are you doing this Lydia? I'm not in danger."
"You don't know that." Lydia snapped at him.
"Yeah, I do, I'm with her." Scott said cutting her off. "I know what we have, and you don't." he defended.
Lydia just looked down and rolled her eyes. Then she looked up at Scott and glared at him. "She taught Jackson Reyes, did you know that?" she asked him.
"She's taught a lot of people Lydia, what's your point?" Scott snapped back at her, trying to not argue and hurt her more than he already has.
Lydia tried to control her anger and tried not to say anything to offend Scott, even though he was being very idiotic about the whole situation. "My point is, you don't know anything about her, Scott. Doesn't that worry you." she snapped.
"Lydia, let this go!" Scott yelled.
Allison just sat there staring at them both and honestly trying not to say anything.
Lydia only got a bit more angry. "Scott, please-" she began but she got cut off by Scott.
"If you're really my friend, you'll let this go." Scott told her.
Lydia just stared at him, she wanted to yell at him, smack him, hoping that give him sense, and now hearing those words come out him him she felt hurt and pain. But still she felt rage start to build up very slowly.
"Okay." Lydia whispered out, not looking at him. "I'm sorry, I'm done." she told him. Scott just raised his eyebrows at her. "I'll stop digging." she said, not looking at him either.
Scott stared at her then at Allison. Lydia just nudged Allison and Allison got up and Lydia just left. Scott began to open his mouth and Allison just threw a glare at him and shook her head now and followed her out. Scott just sighed and fell back, hitting his head a bit, and watched as Lydia and Allison walk away and her wiping away her tears. He sighed.
"I know it's not the drive-in, but given our circumstances..." Scott explained to Ms. Morrell, as they sat in the basement with the projector behind them.
"It's perfect." Ms. Morrell responded. "Is everything okay?" she asked him.
Scott sighed. "We've always been so focused on me, my music, we never get to talk about you and your life." he told her.
"What do you wanna know?" Ms. Morrell asked.
"I don't know, stuff. Anything." Scott said smiling. "Have you always wanted to be a teacher?" he asked.
Ms. Morrell chuckled. "No. No I um, I graduated Juilliard, and I auditioned at Carnegie Hall, Lincoln Center, all the big symphonies, but I didn't make the cut. Not even close. I had a dream. Sometimes that's all they are. Just dreams." she told him.
Scott frowned a bit. "And what about us? Is this a dream?" he asked her.
"Would that be so bad?" Ms. Morrell told him "If it is... It's a nice dream." she finished off.
"Where does this end, Marin?" Scott asked her.
"I have no idea." Marin whispered. "But we're here. But for me? That's enough." she told him, as she leaned in to give him a kiss, and Scott leaned in to accept it.
Lydia and Allison were currently running towards Ms. Morrell's car. Lydia grabbed out a flat metal thing to try to unlock the car.
"So much for letting it go." Allison mumbled. "Are we really breaking into Morrell's car right now? How do you even know how to do that?" she asked frantically.
Lydia started to laugh a little. "My dad and I fix cars together. Thank God, she has an old..." she trailed off as she opened the car. Allison just looked at her in shock and then rushed over to the other side.
Lydia just felt smug, as she got in the car and leaned over to open the passenger side for Allison.
"Okay before going any further, if I'm committing a felony, I need to at least ask the question." Allison began. "Are you doing this because you still have feelings for Scott, or?" she asked her.
Lydia rolled her eyes. "No Allison, we're doing this because Morrell has Scott under some kind of sexual spell, and he won't listen to reason." she explained to Allison. "We're looking for something that proves that Morrell isn't as clean as she says she is." she told her.
Allison and Lydia just began to look around Morrell's car when Lydia found a metal box that hand locked. She brought it over to her lap. Allison looked at her and then at the box.
"Bobby pin." Lydia told her, as she held her hand out to Allison, and she took on out of her hair.
"Okay, Ms. Gyer." Allison teased her a little. She handed her bobby pin to Lydia and watched her as she wiggle the bobby pin and open the box open. Lydia just looked over at Allison and smiled widely.
"I learned that from Nancy Drew detective handbook." Lydia told her smiling.
"Okay, go." Allison urged her to continue as she was in lookout.
Allison looked at her and then out, while Lydia looked through her box. Lydia pulled out an I.D and she looked at it.
"Oh my god." Lydia whispered, and Allison peeked over.
"Oh my god." Allison breathed out, as she took the I.D from Lydia's hand. "Bianca Lawson? Who the hell is Bianca Lawson?" she asked.
Lydia continued to looked into the box and gasped. "That's not the only thing." she told Allison. She slowly brought out a small gun that was hidden there. She showed it to Allison. They both turned to Morrell's house.
Lydia and Allison were outside in the dark, waiting for Scott to arrive to his house. They noticed Scott walking to them, and he noticed them.
"Oh god." Scott said. "Please, don't tell me, you're still on this crazy witch hunt?" he asked them.
"It's not a witch hunt, and it's not crazy." Lydia snapped at him. She turned to Allison and Allison nodded back at her. "We were just in Morrell's car."
"What?" Scott cut her off. "You were in her car?"
"Yeah, and and thank God we were. We found a gun" Allison responded this time.
"What?" Scott asked, this time more calmly.
"And an ID with the name Bianca Lawson." Lydia added. "This is proof Ms. Morrell is not who she says she is. " she finished off saying.
"Then who is she?" Scott asked them both.
"Obviously some sketch queen named Bianca Lawson." Allison told him.
"Scott, what if she had something to do with Jackson's murder?" Lydia asked him. "She taught him, she made you lie about him, we know she was at the river, she has a gun." she said pointing out the facts.
All Scott could manage was to shake his head and keep defending her. "So did Nolan Holloway, but you never thought he killed Jackson." he told Lydia.
"Open you eyes Scott." Allison began to tell him. "Jackson was her student last year. Everything about her is a huge boldfaced question mark."
"Okay, whatever her name is, she's not a killer." Scott defended.
"You didn't ask her did you?" Lydia asked Scott. "About her name? And why there's no record of her before last year" she asked him. Scott shook his head no. "Why not?" she asked him again.
Scott just sighed and stared at them both, and left. Lydia just looked down, and Allison just stared at them both feeling bad for her best friend.
"Mayor Tandy, says you won the contract to tear down the drive in." Stiles asked Rafael McCall. Stiles had gone to McCall's Construction to visit Scott's dad.
"I did." Rafael told him. "Look I'm sorry Stiles. I know how much you love the Twilight and so do I." he began.
"Mr. McCall. Just give me one week, to track down the person who bought the land, and convince them not to demolish a holy house of cinema" Stiles urged.
"It's a big contract for me Stiles, and for my guys." Rafael told Stiles. "Whatever they build in the place of the drive in could mean more jobs." he told him.
"Yeah, in what? Some hypothetical future." Stiles snapped. "You put one Stilinski out of work, why don't you put out another, huh?"
"Stiles, your dad was taking materials from one of our job sites." Rafael began to explain. "I had to let him go."
Stiles scoffed. "Right. You did what you had to, like you're doing now? Later." he told him leaving.
Rafael turned to him. "Stiles." he called him out, but it was too late, Stiles had left and Rafael just sighed out.
Mayor Tandy was sitting in her chair, staring at Victoria who was at the door. "You're late Victoria." she told her.
"I had to make a pit stop." Victoria told her rolling her eyes, at Mayor Tandy's tone. "And as we discussed madam mayor. A donation, to you re-election campaign." she told her, as she set down the big bag of money.
Mayor Tandy, stood up and went for the bag. "And Argent Industries gets the Twilight Drive In. It's one of the most prime pieces of real estate in Beacon Hills." she told Victoria.
Victoria let go of the bag, and let Mayor Tandy get her money. "No one know that I helped goosed this deal along. Especially not the Reyeses." she told Victoria seriously.
"Your secret will be safe with me, so long as you hold up your end of the bargain." Victoria told Mayor Tandy, and left.
Mayor Tandy just watched her as she left.
Scott stood there as she watched the woman he liked just walk around, he kept thinking about what Lydia and Allison told him the other night.
Marin noticed and chuckled. "Are you just gonna stand there?" she asked him amused. She frowned when he didn't move. "Scott, talk to me. What is it?"
"Is your real name Bianca Lawson?" Scott asked her.
Morrell stood there, frozen and shocked. Scott just watched her reaction, hoping it was wrong but she confirmed that it was her real name.
Scott just shook his head. "Who are you? What are you really doing here?" he asked her.
Morrell desperately tried to come up with a cover story. "Scott."
"Why the new identity, the moving place to place?" Scott asked her. "Tell me the truth please."
Ms. Morrell just looked down and took her glasses, off hoping she would sell the lie she was about to tell him. "I... Was in a bad relationship. A relationship... I was married to a man who would come home from work every night, late, and drunk, and with a temper. One night, I ended up in the emergency room with broken ribs and a shattered collarbone. The next morning, he barely even remembered the fight, and he promised that it wouldn't happen again. But it did, again. So... I left. And I got a divorce, changed my name...Then I came here. And I... Well... I met you." she told him crying.
Scott just frowned and hugged her. Morrell sobbed in relief that she believed him and just stared out smiling that she actually did believe him.
Danny walked into the makeshift office that his dad had in their house and watched the wall that his dad had there.
"Nice murder wall, True Detective." Danny said teasing his dad. Sheriff Mahealani chuckled and looked at his wall as well. "Here's your High Point, dad." he said as he handed over the cup.
"Thanks bud." Sheriff Mahealani thanked. He watched his son stare at his wall and decided to break it up "You need something?"
Danny snapped his head at him and nodded. "Can I borrow the truck for the drive in?" he asked.
Sheriff Mahealani hummed. "You got a date?" he asked his son.
"No, I'm going with Allison." Danny responded to his dad.
"Oh. Okay." David responded. "I mean, is there not a nice gay kid at your school?" he asked his son.
"Yeah. There is." Danny responded. "Me."
David chuckled a bit. "Alright. No cruising guys tonight. Okay? We both know what goes on in those woods." he told him.
"Oh my god dad." Danny replied.
"No, I'm serious. Alright, we've got a murder on the loose, and a lot of unsavory characters in that part of town. So if you go stay in the truck." David told his son.
Danny saluted him. "Alright." he whispered to his dad.
"Okay. Together." David warned his son. Danny just smiled and left.
Peter Martin, and Natalie knocked on the McCall's door, waiting for Rafael to open the door.
"We're sorry to come unannounced, Rafael." Peter began to say. "It's been a rough couple of months for us, but Natalie and I..." he said before getting cut off by his wife.
"We think that Scott and Lydia should stop spending time together." Natalie claimed."Their relationship isn't good, for either of them, and their respective behavior reflects that." she told Rafael
Peter just stared at his wife and turned to Rafael. "All right. So, if there was anything that you could do on your end..." he asked trailing off.
"My son? He's a good kid." Rafael told them both.
"I live next door, Rafael." Natalie told him "I see him sneaking out at night, slinking off into the darkness at all hours." she told him.
"Natalie. Are you spying on us?" Rafael asked her.
Natalie just smiled knowingly at him "Come on Peter. We said what we said, and it's on him if he ignores us." she said, and left.
Rafael just stared at them both, and thought if what Natalie was saying was the truth.
Lydia and Scott were walking down at the park, where Scott was retold the story that Ms. Morrell told him.
"Oh my god." Lydia said. Debating if what she was saying was true or not.
"Intense right? That's why she has a fake identity and keeps a gun." Scott told her.
"It's still doesn't make what she did to you okay." Lydia urged him.
"She didn't do anything. Lydia, you have to accept that. And I'm all she has, right now." Scott told her in all seriousness.
"You're in over your head Scott. You're in this relationship with this person who is cutting you off from everyone else in your life. Just think about what you're doing Scott. Not only for your sake, but for but, Ms. Morrell's. Is this really what's best for her?" Lydia asked him.
Scott just stared at the ground for a bit and then back at her. "I am gonna deal with this, but on my terms, not yours." he told her.
Victoria was sitting on her couch thinking about what was gonna go down, when the door opened and Deaton walked in.
"Good day Ms. Victoria, from the dry cleaners." Deaton told Victoria.
Victoria looked at her dress and smiled. "Ahh, thank you Alan. And Rafael McCall is escorting to the drive in, so all pieces are in place." she told him.
"The drive in, with Rafael McCall?" Deaton asked her.
Victoria nodded. "Yes. An attractive woman going with an old friend is less conspicuous than an old crone going alone." she told him.
"You're not an old crone, Ms. Victoria." Deaton told her seriously.
Victoria just stared at him. "Of course not. That was a joke." she told him.
Deaton just nodded and left to set her dress in her room, and Victoria just leaned back and stared at nothing in particular.
Natalie walked in her daughter's room, to leave her clothes in her drawers. She was doing what her chores when she opened another drawer and she found Ms. Morrell's gun stashed there, she picked it up, and stared at it in horror.
She quickly let dropped the gun safely somewhere, and went through her other drawers to and decided to go through her pink diary, where Lydia was writing everything down, about Scott's affair with his music teacher, and the things she's found out.
Natalie decided to wait for her daughter by the door, needing to desperately to talk to her about what she found out.
Lydia was walking up the stairs to her house, about to open the door, when her mother forcefully opened the door.
"Finally." Natalie sighed out.
"What's wrong?" Lydia asked her mother in confusion.
"What's wrong? Is that my daughter is hiding a gun in her bedroom, and that's just for starters." Natalie told her, holding up the gun and waving around like nothing.
Lydia stared at her mother and looked around. "I can explain." she whispered to her mother.
"Oh you will." Natalie told her, slamming the gun down by the table. "Now get in the car." she snapped at her, slamming the door as she walked past her daughter and towards her car. Lydia just stared at her mother and sighed out.
It was night time now, and almost everyone seemed to be in the Twilight drive in, for one last movie.
Stiles was where the projector was doing his work, a bit angry that it soon to be closing. Sheriff Mahealani was in his car passing by making sure everything was going well.
Allison was cuddling close to Danny as they watched the movie, they got distracted when Erica pulled up in front of Danny's truck. They watched as she got off her car and turned to them.
"Make some room outcasts." Erica told them.
Danny and Allison just stared at her in confusion, as she got on the truck to sit next to Allison.
Past them, Victoria and Rafael were currently in his truck enjoying a "date" night.
"I'm deja vu." Rafael told Victoria. "Senior year, we were here, watching Candyman. I hated that movie" he told her.
Victoria laughed at his confession. "You picked it." she teased.
"Hmmm." Rafael responded back amused.
"Did you think I'd get scared, and jump into your arms like a damsel in distress?" Victoria asked him, still teasing him.
Rafael shrugged. "You did kiss me that night." he told her.
"The briefest of flings." Victoria told him.
Rafael just smiled. "Hmm, you kissed me." he retorted back, teasing her.
Victoria's phone rang, and she looked down and she frowned. Rafael noticed.
"Is everything uh, alright?" Rafael asked her.
Victoria smiled. "Yes. I'm still hungry I'm gonna get some popcorn." she told him.
"Oh, I'll come." Rafael told her, ready to opened his door.
"No. It's fine. I'm gonna powder my nose." Victoria told him, another excuse to get away from him, after reading her message.
Rafael just stared as she walked away. Before he can even think about it. Natalie Martin popped out of nowhere with a flashlight in her hand, banging on his window, he jumped and relaxed.
"Natalie!" Rafael scowled.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your adultery, Rafael, but you need to come with me." Natalie warned him.
"Natalie, what..." Rafael began, but she cut him off.
"It's about the kids." Natalie told him.
Rafael just stared at her and got off very quickly to follow her.
"That hair." Danny commented.
"That jacket." Allison followed.
"Jackson, always adored the drive-in." Erica pointed out. Allison and Danny just stared at each other and then at her.
Danny got annoyed when he kept hearing a group of thugs, laughing and throwing things at each other.
"Southside trash." Danny mumbled out.
"They've been doing that since the opening credits." Allison commented.
Danny just turned over and shushed them as the best as he can, and glared a little, he caught eye of one of the guys there. They stared at each other for a bit and then he just sighed when he turned back.
Allison just stared at him and then stood up. "Hey! You know what happens to a snake when a Louis Vuitton heel steps on it? Shut the hell up, or you'll find out!" she snapped. She turned back around and she heard everyone applauding and cheering for her.
Allison just smile and bowed a bit and sat back down.
"I cannot believe you just threatened a gang-banger." Danny told her.
"I've dealt with worse in the East Village. I just hate when people disrespect my cinematic experience." Allison explained him. She sighed and picked up the empty popcorn bucket and passed it to Erica. "How about a refill?" she asked her.
"Yeah, Danny, how about a refill." Erica said grabbing the popcorn bucket and passing it to Danny. "Cherry cola as always." she told him.
Danny just snatched the bucket from her hand and jumped out the side of the truck, and stormed off. Erica scooted closer to Allison. Allison didn't seem to mind, and while she was getting comfortable, she noticed two figures walking away sneakily, she looked closer and noticed the woman was her mother.
In the other side of the drive in, Danny was in the confession stand, trying to get a refill. "Can I get a refill?" he asked. The dude took the bucket to refill it. Danny looked around and noticed a couple making out, he grimaced, and the scoffed, he turned back to the dude in the confession stand.
"And some gummy worms, and a cola." Danny added. The guy nodded and left to grab things. Danny turned back around to the couple that were kissing, he rolled his eyes again, and faced back to the confession stand. "And a hotdog, who am I trying to impress." he told himself mainly.
"We're out of dogs." the kid told Danny.
Danny just stared at him, mocking sarcasm. "Figures." he told him. He grab the things and turned to leave.
When he turned he noticed the same hot guy he made eye contact right in front of him. He jumped a little and stepped back.
"Not so tough without your beard huh?" the hot thug asked Danny.
Danny just stared at him with a mixture of excitement and fright feeling running through him.
Victoria and another older Serpent stood in front, with her handing him a bag of what seemed like money. He grabbed him and then stared at her.
"Where's the rest of it?" he asked Victoria.
"The rest of it?" Victoria asked him confused.
In the distant, Allison was hiding behind the wall building watching her mother make some business with the man, her mother told her not to worry about.
"It was my understanding that that was the agreed-upon amount." Victoria told the Serpent.
The Serpent began to tut his mouth at what Victoria told him. "In that case, maybe we need to have a word with your husband." he told her in a threatening voice.
"Good luck with that." Victoria told him.
Allison, still hidden, manage to hear parts of their conversation going on between her mother and the south side serpent.
"As long as Chris is in jail, you'll be dealing with me." Victoria managed to finish telling him. The Serpent just smirked at her and then hummed an agreement "Is that a problem?" she asked him.
"Enjoy the movie, Victoria. We'll be in touch." he told her, and then left. Victoria just took a deep breathe in to relax.
Allison quickly left, before her mother can even spot her.
Scott entered Ms. Morrell's room, with a gift in hand, surprising her. She turned and smiled when she saw him
"No drive in for you tonight?" Ms. Morrell asked him.
Scott smiled, and walked towards her. "I got you something." he told her, as he lifted up the rectangular box he hand in his hand, handing it to her.
"Is this supposed to make me feel better about my tragic past?" Morrell asked him, laughing a little, as she accepted the gift.
"No." Scott responded. "It's a, it's a thank you gift, for everything you've done for me." he told her.
Ms. Morrell, smiled and stepped back and went to sit on the chair, and decided to tug the ribbon and open her gift. Scott watched, as she opened it, and noticed a new beautiful bow. Ms. Morrell gasped a little and looked up at him.
"Scott." Morrell breathed out. "This." she coughed out, as she took out the bow. "You cannot afford this." she told him surprised.
"I pawned one of my guitars." Scott told her, smiling at how she was reacting.
"Why?" Ms. Morrell asked him, as she set her gift aside, and stood right in front of him. "You don't need to thank me, you shouldn't need to thank me." she managed to breathe out.
Scott just stared at her, and then at her hands, which her resting on his chest. "Ms. Morrell, I don't want to end our lessons but..." he told her.
"But that's what you think we should do?" Ms. Morrell said a little sad.
"Don't you?" Scott asked.
Marin Morrell just sighed out and stared up at him, tears in her eyes. "So, that bow is a goodbye gift?" she asked him, teasing.
Scott snorted lightly. "It's a see you around the hallways gift. And don't forget me gift." he joked.
Ms. Morrell laughed a bit. "That's hardly likely." she told him.
Scott smiled. He pulled her closer to hug her one last time, as they parted their faces seemed to get closer to lean in for one final kiss.
Suddenly the door slammed opened, and they quickly parted apart, and watched Natalie, Lydia, and Rafael walk in the room.
"Well, well, well. There they are. What did I tell you?" Natalie said to Rafael.
"Can someone tell me what's going on here?" Ms. Morrell asked, trying to sound innocent as possible.
Natalie just turned and stalked towards her. "Of course." she told her, and turned to Scott. "Scott, would you like to share with us what you and Mrs. Lawson have been doing during your "music lesson"? And please don't leave out any of the lurid details, because Lydia here keeps a very meticulous diary, and I'm more than happy to fill in the details." she sneered.
Scott just looked between, all of the adults and then stared at Lydia, who held a pained expression and she mouthed I'm sorry at him, for getting caught by her mother.
Scott and Ms. Morrell just stood there, not knowing what to say.
The fence, rustled hard, and only pants and groans could be heard. Pants and groans made by Danny and the hot thug, as they heavily made out.
Danny pulled away, trying to get catch his breathe. "Okay, okay, this time I really need to go." he managed to tell him.
The hot thug, just smirked and leaned in to give him another kiss, with Danny giving him another and then pulling away.
"I'm Mason by the way." The hot thug introduced.
Danny just stared at him in awe. "Give me your phone." he told Mason.
Mason just reached for phone and gave it to him, still staring at him. Danny took his from his hand, and put in his number.
"This is my number, use it." Danny told him, as he smacked his chest with his phone.
Mason looked down to see his name. "Danny Mahealani?" he asked him stuttering. "As in Sheriff Mahealani?"
"Is that a problem?" Danny asked.
Mason just pulled up his leather jacket sleeve to show Danny his tattoo of Serpent. "Is this a problem?" he asked him.
Danny just stared at his tattoo, and then looked at him. "I won't tell, if you won't." he told Mason.
Mason just smirked and grabbed his collar of his jacket and pulled him in for another kiss.
Scott and Ms. Morrell looked at each other and then at the other three people in the room
"I never thought that I would live to see the day." Natalie began to say, as she walked towards Ms. Morrell, glaring at her. "I thought the one thing that we could keep our Beacon Hills, safe from was child predators." she sneered.
Scott frowned. "Ms. Morrell is not a predator." he responded back defensively. "She's a good person."
Rafael McCall, rolled his eyes, at what his son responded obviously not agreeing to him.
"Scott, you don't have to defend me." Ms. Morrell responded, staring at Natalie who was only glaring at her.
"No, he doesn't." Rafael spoke up.
"Well, they're not denying it, are they?" Natalie asked, turning to Rafael. "They're clearly guilty. think the next step is we take this to Sheriff Mahealani, and let the wheels of justice take over." she told them all.
Ms. Morrell's breathe hitched and she turned around, mentally cursing herself, for getting caught in her little scam that she's been hiding.
Scott spoke up. "Dad, you can't let that happen." he begged.
Rafael just sighed in a little angry. "Son, it's complicated." he warned him.
"She didn't force me to do anything, I went after her. Everything that happened, I wanted it to happen." Scott said. He glanced a little over at Ms. Morrell who was sitting away.
"There's no surprise there." Natalie sneered a little. Rafael turned to her, frowning at her.
Lydia finally spoke up and pulled her mother's shoulder. "Why are you doing this mom?" she asked, her voice cracking. "Putting Ms. Morrell on trial?"
"This isn't just about her." Natalie snapped. She turned to point at Scott. "This is about him. I want you to see what kind of person Scott truly is." she sneered, pushing him back a little.
"Wait a minute, that is what this is about?" Rafael asked Natalie. "Your crazy grudge against my teenage son?"
"I'm never going to stop being friends with Scott, mom." Lydia snapped, once again pulling her mom again for her shoulder. "Ever." she said cooly. Scott just stared at her.
"We are done here." Rafael snapped.
"Oh, we are far from being done here." Natalie snapped.
"Shut up." Rafael retorted back at her.
"Stop! Stop! Stop! Please." Scott yelled. "You're right Mrs. Martin. You're right. I'm selfish, and I'm stupid, and I don't deserve to be your daughter's friend. But please, don't hurt Ms. Morrell because you wanna hurt me." her told her.
"This isn't about hurting anyone, Scott." Natalie began, staring at Ms. Morrell sitting quietly. "It's about doing what's right, and, of course, informing our neighbors." she told him.
"Natalie I swear to God." Rafael began to say.
"You swear to God." Natalie mocked him.
"Publish one word about this, Mom, and I will tell everyone that I broke into Ms. Morrell's car" Lydia began to say.
"Lydia." Natalie began to say.
"That I robbed her, and made up the story of their affair. It will be like, I finally... Snapped. Like Malia." Lydia threatened. Rafael and Scott just stared at them both looking down, when they heard her mention her sister.
"Lydia." Natalie whispered, painfully.
"It'll prove what everyone already thinks about us. Crazy runs in that family." Lydia told her mother darkly. "Like mother, like daughter." she said.
Natalie glared at her daughter. "You wouldn't dare." she snapped at her.
Before anything else could be said, Ms. Morrell spoke up. "I'll quit." she said. Scott slowly turned to her. "I'll quit my job, will that satisfy you?" she asked Natalie.
"It will." Lydia spoke up. "It has too. And I absolutely would dare, mom." she warned. Natalie looked at her daughter and then to Rafael and finally at Scott.
"She has to leave town." Natalie said.
"The hell she does." Scott snapped.
"Son" Rafael began to speak up.
"Why does she need to leave town?" Scott asked angrily.
"Because, it's what's best." Rafael told him. Scott scoffed. "And Natalie will keep her word" he warned.
Natalie just stared at them. "I will." she promised.
"I'll pack my things, I'll be gone by morning." Ms. Morrell said, as she grabbed her stuff and began to walk out the door.
"Ms. Morrell." Scott called out, following her.
Ms. Morrell paused at the door, and turned to him, she turned to him and walked backwards, staring at him and then she left. Scott just stared down, sadly he was losing her.
Sheriff Mahealani got off his car, as he turned to his son, who walked up to him.
"How'd you like the movie." David Mahealani asked his son.
Danny just nodded. "Quite the twist ending." he told him.
Sheriff Mahealani nodded, and he turned to his house, he noticed the door, was open and grabbed his gun. Danny noticed and turned to face his house. He followed his father inside the house, they both walked in and they noticed Sheriff Mahealani's everything gone.
"Oh my god." Danny said.
Everything was trashed and empty folders and papers were thrown all around their house. Danny noticed his dad's murder board gone, the pictures weren't there anymore, he turned to his dad who seemed pissed.
Allison was sitting in the couch waiting for her mother to come in. She looked up when she heard the door open and her mother walk in the apartment.
"Allison." Victoria called out as she noticed her daughter sitting there waiting for her.
"What the hell was that?" Allison asked her mother. "I saw you with that biker guy, that Serpent. And don't tell me you were just being polite." she snapped.
"I was handling some unfinished business for your father." Victoria told Allison.
"I'm gonna need more than that, mom." Allison she asked. "Details. Specifics."
"Alright then." Victoria said, now turning to Allison. "Your father hired the Southside Serpents to help decrease the value of the drive-in's land so he could purchase it at a cheaper price using an offshore LLC. What you saw was me paying them for a job well done." she explained.
"So, daddy's the anonymous buyer?" Allison asked her mother. Victoria nodded. "And he's doing this from jail?"
"He has an extremely long reach, your father. And he's sunk every last penny that we have into this deal." Victoria explained to her.
"So, dad really is." Allison try to say something, not really comprehending what was going on.
"Dad is a businessman." Victoria began to explain. "He saw an opportunity, and he took it. And it was happening anyway. Old Beacon Hills' dying. He's simply helping it along." she told Allison.
"But it's wrong." Allison told her.
"Wrong?" Victoria asked. "Well, did you like living at the Dakota with a Central Park view? Did you like your personal shopping account at Barneys? How about our family dinners at Jean Georges? Your Hermes?" she snapped at her.
"Those are just things mom." Allison told her.
"That was our life, Allie, provided to us by your father. Understood." Victoria told Allison. Allison just stared down, and nodded.
Rafael turned his truck off and walked over to open the passenger side, where Scott looked defeated. Rafael opened the door, and Scott just sighed.
"You are not those things you said. You are not stupid. This wasn't your fault." Rafael warned his son.
Scott got off the truck and cried into his father shoulder.
Natalie entered Lydia's room, and slowly sat on her bed, and Lydia just stared ahead, crying. "Lydia. Malia kept so, so many secrets from us. I won't have any more secrets between us. Not anymore, not if I'm going to keep you safe." she told her, tearing up more.
Lydia turned to her mother. "What's my name, mom?" she asked. Natalie looked down, crying. "Say it." she said.
Natalie looked up to her daughter. "Lydia Camille Martin." she told her.
Lydia nodded, letting more tears fall down her face. "That's right, I'm Lydia, I am not Malia. Scott is not Jackson. So stop using them, as an excuse to control my life!" she snapped.
Natalie tried to say something, but no words were said. Lydia just turned back to stare at the wall and wiped her tears away, and just sat there as she heard her mother leave her room. Lydia just sat there for a bit and then got out her now black diary out and then stared out her window, and grabbed her phone to text Scott.
She walked up to her window to stare out to see if Scott was in his room now. Scott looked up when he noticed Lydia standing by her window. She looked down and started to text Scott an apology of what went down tonight.
Scott reached for his phone and read her message, he looked up at her and the back down to respond back with a it's okay and thanks for the help. Lydia smiled a little at him, and then she walked back to her bed and started to write in her diary.
Dear Diary,
Love makes you do crazy things, and maybe some of what I did, was wrong. But maybe.
Maybe I was right about some things.
The morning following, it was seen that Ms. Morrell was leaving her house, with the same stripped cup, and heart shaped glasses, she tipped them a little off when she saw two buff guys from school, walk past her house. They smirked as they noticed her checking them out. She opened her car door, and got on and drove off, thinking how she was going to seduce her next victim in another town.
Maybe Ms. Morrell was dangerous in some way.
Tomorrow morning, when we wake up, the world will, yet again, be changed.
Stiles stood in his projector room, which was his little make shift home. He stood there as he watched the last film turn off, he turned and packed in more things into his backpack and he looked around the room once more again. He picked up a photo of him and his little sister Juniper and made his way out the door.
He grabbed a spray paint and decided to tag the wall of the drive in building. He wrote Stiles was here and his signature crown as well, he threw the can away, and grabbed his backpack and decided to leave.
The biker dude, that Allison saw with her mother walked up to him, wearing his serpents jacket. "They'll tear that booth down, too. Raze the whole place. Send it to the junkyard. And us with it" he told Stiles.
Stiles chuckled a bit. "Yeah... Maybe they'll save it. All the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic, and rebuild it in a hundred years. Wonder who the hell we were." he told the serpent dude.
"Hmm. So where are you gonna live now? he asked Stiles.
"I'll figure it out, Dad." Stiles told the Serpent. He breathed in when he heard Stiles call him that, and Stiles just stared at him. "I always do." he told him, as he left.