"Is there something you wanted to tell us?" Lydia's voice was like ice and directed right at KC. KC panicked, but she had enough practice dealing with an angry Vanessa that an ice queen Lydia should leave her with only minimal emotional scarring. KC steadied herself before looking up at the strawberry blonde. They were all seated at their lunch table, except for Lydia who was standing at the end of it glaring daggers at KC.
"Um, could you be more specific? And please keep in mind, if it's about soulmates I'm not going to say." KC said.
Lydia laid a piece of paper on the table. It was the list of people who had made the cheerleading team. KC's name was at the top of the reserves list. "Oh cool, I just have to wish for something awful to happen to one of the main cheerleaders and I'll be on the team." KC chirped sarcastically. Lydia's glare sharpened. KC also noticed Scott, Stiles, Isaac, and Jackson staring at her in horror.
"You tried out for the cheerleading team?" Stiles squeaked.
"Yeah, what's so wrong with that?" KC wondered.
"Cheerleading is social suicide." Lydia practically shouted. Everyone in the cafeteria turned to their table.
"I'm sorry, are we in Mean Girls and I didn't know about it?" KC questioned, trying to deflect. Lydia's eyes narrowed.
"Why would you try out for the cheerleading team?" Lydia hissed.
KC shrugged. "I was mad. Mum was saying I could never have a life because I read soulmarks. I saw the flyer, figured Mom couldn't object too much, I certainly won't be reading soulmarks, and tried out." KC still didn't see the big deal. She was also relieved to see Allison seemed just as out of the loop as she was.
"You've lived in Beacon Hills your whole life, haven't you?" Scott asked, confusing KC further.
KC nodded. "As long as I can remember."
"Have you ever heard of the Beacon Hills cheerleading team?" Isaac questioned.
"Not until I saw the flyer." KC admitted.
"There's a reason for that." Stiles shouted.
"The team is full of demons." Jackson announced.
"Literally or figuratively?" KC lowered her voice to a hiss. "Need I remind you Scott is a literal werewolf?"
Jackson rolled his eyes. "They don't need to be literal demons to be evil." He grumbled.
"We're just trying to make sure you don't get hurt." Isaac continued.
"Speak for yourself." That was from Lydia who was still glaring daggers at KC. KC couldn't take it anymore. She gathered her stuff and left the table.
It had been a week since KC had talked to Lydia, Jackson, Scott, and Stiles. Allison still texted her because Allison didn't understand Lydia's extreme reaction anymore than KC did. Isaac still texted KC because he was her friend and also because he was trying to convince her to quit the team before she even officially joined. And Derek still texted her, well until he had suddenly stopped. KC had assumed Lydia had told him KC had joined the cheerleading team and he had understood Lydia's reaction. KC's gut feeling said her assumptions were wrong, but KC had been ignoring her gut feelings since she'd touched Scott's soulmark.
KC shook her head. She turned to the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door. The others weren't talking to her, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to help with the plan. KC's dress was knee length and strapless. It was blood red in color with a simple black bow tied around her waist. Two front pieces of KC's hair were pulled back and wound together in a mock braid while the rest fell down her back. She wore a black choker and black high heels. She was ready to go to the dance. She was ready to help with the plan.
A horn honked outside. Two minutes later Vanessa entered KC's room with a scowl. "Your date is here." Now that was new information. KC wasn't expecting anyone, let alone a date. KC tucked her phone into the band of the bow and went to investigate. Jackson was waiting outside. KC approached his car apprehensively.
"Hey." KC greeted as she opened the passenger side door, so Jackson could hear her. She wondered if Jackson was talking to her again or if this was just a change in the plan.
"Allison wants us to meet her at the old Hale house." Ah, so it was a change in the plan. KC slid into the passenger seat and shut the door behind her. Jackson drove away. KC played with the edge of her dress. She wasn't sure what to say after a week of the group not talking to her. She took a deep breath. The best approach was to simply find out the new plan.
"Why the change of plan?" KC asked as she smoothed her skirt.
"Allison's aunt Kate has Derek chained up in the Hale house basement and the alpha, Derek's uncle Peter, is taking McCall's mom out on a date." Holy hell, KC missed a lot when they didn't talk to her for a week.
"The date must be some kind of play to get Scott to back off since Scott wasn't involved in the Hale fire and neither was Melissa." And now KC knew for a fact Peter was headed for the Hale house, his true target, Kate Argent was there. Jackson stopped outside Lydia's house.
"Lydia made us more Molotov cocktails. They're inside. The new plan is we're supposed to corner the alpha at the Hale house." KC nodded. Jackson went inside to get the cocktails, KC waited panic filling her mind the worst-case scenarios ran through her head. She knew the plan was going to go to hell, but she had no idea how bad the consequences were going to be.
Jackson returned to the car and off they went to the Hale house, where the final show down between the alpha and the Argents was about to begin.