I had just settled into English class when the teacher called to her desk. "Bennett it seems that you are wanted in the guidence counselors office. Here take this and hurry back as soon as your done." I was handed a pass and I quickly took my leave.

"Ms. Morell you wanted to see me?" I tentatively knocked on the guidance counselors door. She had her back to me as she perused her file cabinet.

"Ms. Forbes, yes, please take a seat. I am sorry that it has taken me this long to set a meeting with you. I just wanted to have a chat to see how you are adjusting." She took a seat behind her desk and motioned for me to join her.

"Everything is going fine. I would like to think that I am adjusting well." I was willing to say anything in order to get of her this meeting as quick as possible.

Ms. Morell offered me a small smile. "I have noticed that you seem to be transitioning academically quite well. However, you don't seem to have gotten yourself involved with any school activities. From your file it looks as though you were on both the cheerleading squad and were a cross country runner. You even won a beauty pageant; Miss Mystic. I am just wondering what is holding you back from getting involved here?"

The girl that she was describing was from a different life. A happier and simpler life. The mention of Ms. Mystic takes me back to the last time that Caroline and I were close like sister. The two of were so happy the day she got pass the crown onto me. "Oh,I, um just figured that the teams were set."

"Not always the case. Ms. Blake has been coaching the cheer squad and has informed that there are still spots open, and she is more then happy to have a member of a championship team on her squad. Coach Finstock, as well as coaching the lacrosse team also coaches the cross country team. That season hasn't begun yet but he holds a run once a week and has offered an invitation for you to join them today. Everyone wants you to do well here Bennett and to take advantage of all the opportunities that are available to you."

"I guess it wouldn't hurt to talk to Ms. Blake or Coach." My answer seemed to please because our meeting ended right after. Going back to English now would be pointless. The period was almost over and I am sure that I can get the assignment from Stiles later.

"So why were you called into the counselors office?" Stiles asked me once we got ourselves seated at lunch.

"Oh she just wanted to make sure I was adjusting okay, and to talk about my lack of extra-curricular activities." I took a bite of fruit salad once I answered.

"So are you gonna join anything?" Stiles asked while stuffing his face full of curly fries.

"I think I may have joined the cheer squad and cross country. I am going to be running with you guys after school today." I replied a little confused. I wasn't actually sure what had happened, all I knew was that I had said yes. Maybe this would be a good thing.

Once classes let out I made my way to the girls locker room and changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top. It was still pretty hot out and I wanted to be comfortable.

"She complains about being the topic of locker room gossip, and yet she wars that." Stiles commented to Scott when he saw Bennett. "The shorts look like under wear."

"Since when does short shorts bother you?" Scott questioned as he put on a sweat shirt. He could remember a time when Stiles looked forward to the runs for that very reason; girls in short shorts.

"Since the girl that I, and the rest of the lacrosse and cross country team, are looking at her." Stiles was animated with his answer in the way only Stiles could.

"Greenburge doesn't seem to mind." Scott laughed as he noticed their unpopular and annoying-some team checking out Stiles' sister.

"Hey Greenburge get your eyes off my sisters ass please." Stiles' out burst caught the attention of all the other runner. Bennett locked up at her brothers voice and rolled her eyes.

"Hey just think about you could double date with them." Scott continued to tease his friend.

"That is so not funny dude." The pair made their way into the crowd.

The coach gathered the group together and gave them the instructions. This run was not going to be speed or team. He just wanted everyone to stick together, and he wanted to see how conditioned the runners were. The were about half thought the first half of the run when a piercing scream broke through the forest. Their tied to a tree, very dead, was one of their classmates. His throat had been slashed, he had been strangled, and his head was bashed in. A truly horrific death.

The police arrived in record which made think that this wasn't the first murder like this that the town had seen. "Stiles I want you to go back to school and take Bennett and Scott back to the house. His mother is working late and I would feel better if the three of you stayed together."

As much as Stiles wanted to investigate he knew he to talk to Scott about his suspicions.

When Bennett got home she went right up to her room and to the bookshelf. With a swipe of her hand the books changed from rows and rows of popular fiction to rows and rows of grimours. Closing her, and holding her hands out she focused on the body and the marks she saw. Within in seconds a book flew off the shelf and landed on her bed flipping to the page she need. With one look Bennett knew what was going on. There was another witch in Beacon Hills and they was trying to get power. Luckily she had an idea of who the witch might be.