My sister's stupidity amazes me everyday. Somebody needs to tell me why the hell she and my grandfather brought Scott over for dinner after a lacrosse game- AGAIN?! This was like Kate 2.0. If she thought I was going to save her from the awkwardness a second time- she was so wrong. I only have so much save a hoe in me; she should've learned her lesson the first time around. I'll just bring my dinner to my damn room. It's not like I enjoyed family time anyways. That wasn't sarcasm, by the way.

Or did I want to enjoy this train wreck? Hmmm. It probably would be comedy gold. Nahhh. Gerard wasn't nearly as funny as Kate. What I did notice was when in the middle of me sneaking down for dessert, Scott and Allison sneaking off into the guest room that Gerard stays in. Didn't he do the same when it was Kate staying there? This is some serious deja vu.

Well considering last time Allison stole a condom I was truly contemplating going after them, but today wassss kind of boring. I put my ear on the closed door first- just to make sure there isn't any quickie action going on, and when I hear nothing I swing it open.

Scott has his ear pressed against a safe with Allison stading close behind him. They both jump when I step into the room, obviously thinking someone else had caught them, but both their faces and stances relax when they see it's just me.

"Close the door!" Allison shouts in a whisper, rushing over to me to swing it shut. Because of that I'm forced into the room with them, now also a damn criminal. They better make sure we don't get caught with this bullshit.

"What the hell are you two doing- I swear ya'll have a deathwish," I whispered with aggression, hitting my sister's arm.

"We're trying to find your grandfather's beastiary," Scott explained, pressing his ear back against the safe. I raised a brow and watched him intently as he moved the knob, using his ear to find the clicks. Allison looked nervous but I was extremely impressed, especially when he opened the safe. I almost forgot to tell them that he kept it on his keys.

Once Scott opened the safe door I said, "fuck the werewolf business, lets go rob a bank!'

"Joc, please," my very bitchy twin sister pushed past me and kneeled next to her boyfriend. Fine. I'll let them look stupid as they flipped through this old book that was in there.

Allison kissed her teeth as Scott read aloud, "Salmon, Moutarde, Creme Fraiche? What is this?"

"A recipe. I'll tell you idiots where the beastiary is as soon as Allison says she's a fucking dummy and will forever need me because I am the better twin"

"What? Where did that even come from?" Allison exclaimed, raising her hands in confusion to match her face.

"Allison!" Scott trailed off, "Just…."

Allison looked between us two, realizing she was obviously the loser. Even she had a lot of pride- bad family trait. Oh well. I smirked as she rolled her eyes as hard as she possibly could and repeated, "I'm a dummy and will forever need Jocelyn because she's the better twin." And with a sarcastic smirk, "Happy?"

"Good enough. Are you guys going to tell me what it is?"

"Yes!" Allison yelled at me with exasperation. Jeez.

"Jeez, calm down! It's on his keys. A flash drive."

"Stiles never brought back the keys," Allison murmurs, confusing me a little but not enough for me to really care. Then, Scott's phone starts ringing loudly, making all three of us jump. Oh hell no.

"Well you two can get caught by yourselves, bye." I stepped out of the room and went to get my damn slice of cake.

Yum.

Okay so whyy the hell did I notice not one cringey leather jacket but two today!? Hugging a freakishly tall and cute FUGITIVE. School gets more and more interesting as time goes on- I was really missing out. It just so happened that we shared a class together and it just so happened he decided to sit at the table right next to my regular seat.

As soon as I walked into the doorway I spotted him, and I couldn't even pretend that I didn't because he was staring right at me like he was waiting for me to come into the room. I swear I've had enough of werewolf Isaac already.

Still, I had no choice but to saunter over to my seat and slide into the stool. I did have a choice to not look at him while I did, though. But him? Oh he was burning holes in the side of my head- At this point I wouldn't be surprised if that was a werewolf thing too.

"Stop staring at me," I said lowly through gritted teeth but without even having to look at him.

Isaac laughed dryly, bringing a hand up to brush across my face, his fingers pushed a small lock of my straight hair behind my ear. The contact made me jump, his fingers were extremely warm and I almost wanted to embrace the touch- but obviously I didn't

I snatched my face away and caught his hand, finally turning to face his fine, fine ass. He didn't take his hand away, didn't even flinch- just raised a cocky brow at me with a teensy smirk.

His facial expression made me let go immediatly - I can not win with this fucker. "Isaac, what do you want?"

"I thought you'd get it by now." Then I felt his hand on my thigh, his fingers slowly wrapping around the width of my leg. He leaned forward and I felt a minty breath fan over my face- I almost had an orgasm right there I swear to god. You know what? I haven't had male attention in so long and here I am fighting him off when regular me would be ALL on that. To make it even worse, Isaac damn near growled out, "I want you."

The statement caused my breathing to hitch- I hated knowing he could tell AND he could hear how hard my heart was pounding right now. I took a second to at least get my breathing steady again before I said, "You know what, I really don't like this new found confidence. And if you think I'm going to fall for you just because you're some cocky little wolf now you've got the wrong sister. I cared about you before, it was you who didn't want to open up to me." The thought was enough for me to gather enough composure for me to grab his hand and push it off my leg and face the board completely. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Isaac's face change but at least he didn't say anyting else to me and faced the board as well. Good, now I could focus on this damn class. Well, as best as I could anyway with Isaac sneaking glances at me every few minutes.

As soon as class was over I rushed out of class; Erica was waiting there with a cute little sneer which I quickly returned. Of course Derek would pick broken and oddly vengeful teenagers to turn- they think everyone in this building owes them now. I walk around the corner and see tweedledumb and tweedledumber walking side by side and whispering.

I sped walk over to them, budging right between the besties- making both Scott and Stiles jump. So much for wolf powers huh? I whispered lowly, "please explain why there is a fugitive walking around the school halls? Or am I seeing things?"

"No," Stiles said with annoyance all through his tone, "Jackson recanted his statement about Isaac and his dad and- here we are."

I didn't mind that news but only because I didn't think Isaac killed his father anways. Did I want him in school soaking up my panties every other class? Hell no. Ugh I needed to get that idea out of my head now. "Did you guys find out what the creature was?"

"Something called a Kanima, it attacked Derek and I after the game last night. All we know is that it can paralyze you from the neck down and that its scared of water and its own reflection," Stiles explained as we turned the corner to walk into the class we shared together. Of course, I knew about some of the factors of the kanima but I wasn't just about to tell them that I had two sides of the story.

"So the beastiary doesn't show how to kill it?"

Scott scoffed, "It's in Latin."

I couldn't help but snort at his annoyance before parting ways and sliding into a seat next to Lydia. She sent a dismissive smile my way- which wasn't too unexpected for Lydia. She's been going through her own shit even though she is trying to hide it as best as she could. I wouldn't push; that's not me.

Jackson talking behind Scott and Stiles caught my attention. I couldn't make out the beginning of their conversation but I did hear Scott ask, "Wait, why would Derek test you? Why would he think it's you?"

Jackson replied quickly and with enough animation when he answered, "How should I know?" Jackson definitely is hiding something and you would think wolfy Scott would be able to catch that over my non supernatural ass.

I tune out before I hear, "Do they think it's Lydia?" I glance at her to see if she heard her own name but she was too deep in that crazy ass mind of hers to realize. Good. She did get bit though.. I know it was Allisons job to look over Lydia but she wouldn't sell out her only friend- I thought my dad at least knew that.

Coach calls out the trio from talking, which breaks my focus again. I turn to listen to his way too animated speech as he announces, "Quick warning before I continue; Some of you-like McCall or even the other Argent-might want to form study groups since tomorrow's midterm is so profoundly difficult I'm not even sure I could pass it. All right, I need a volunteer at the board to answer the first question. Lydia!"

I turn to her as she looks up in shock at first, but the ice queen can't be seen cracking so her face changes in an instant- a cocky smirk gracing her lips. I've had enough with the cockiness today- I really have. I turn to my phone as she prances towards the board. Knowing her she'll have some long and drawn out too perfect answer. I should probably pay attention but hey! I can just form a study group.

I didn't think I was that far behind but I'll copy Allison's notes or something- I don't know. I expected us to have been on the way out of here by now. If only all this dumb ass wolf shit wasn't going on. Oh how I would love to be a careless, drunk, teenager again.

Coach yells, "Lydia?" which breaks my train of thought, making me jump as well. I looked up at the board, my brows furrowing when I see what Lydia has put on the board. Well I don't know what she really put up there but I didn't think it was the anser to the equation at least. Then her face- she was whimpering lowly, tears coming down her cheeks. I got up to go grab her like the good friend I could be, looking back at Stiles and Scott as I said, "and how do we know it's not Lydia?"

I escorted Lydia out of class, and sent a text to my better half that is my sister to come get her friend so I could get involved in the big boy business with Scott and Stiles. Lydia was at least my get out of class free card. Trust me, I'll do a study group.

I watched like fifty youtube videos waiting for that class to end, so I could catch Scott and Stiles as they left. Again, they were in mid sneaky conversation. I wonder if these two are always walking around the schoool whispering like that and why the hell people don't get as suspsicous as I do.

I picked up the pace so I would fall right into place next to them. The next class was the class that Allison, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, and I all shared together- the scooby gang was all together! Good because Scott was in the middle of theorizing that Derek was going to "Test" lydia to see if she was the kanima.

When he finished talking I asked, "How exactly is he going to test her?" We walked into the class and immediately the sight of Erica and Isaac coming in from the other door caught all of our attention. Without another word, Scott and Stiles raced past me to sit on either side of Lydia. They're so nuts. I find my sister, purposely ignoring Isaac's gaze and slide in the seat next to her.

"What's going on?" She asked in a rushed tone. Harris started to explain the russian roulette rules of today's class which meant we were going to have an even harder time protecting Lydia.

"I did not sign up for this," I murmerd to myself- well as best as I could with three people with super sonic hearing in the room. I turned to my still perplexed twin, "Don't let those two near Lydia. Derek thinks its Lydia."

She wasn't paying attention, though, because the teacher had assigned Scott and Erica as the first pair. I sighed loudly. Here we go again. "I know you're not worried about that reborn cum bucket and Scott," I said loudly.

"No." She said confindently. Maybe she was really an Argent.

I watched as Erica leaned in to Scott, and saw her rubbing her hand on this thigh. "If he cheats I'll kill him."

"I call dibs."

Allison looked up from the test tubes she was playing with but then quickly got back to doing all the work. I said, "If you won't kill her, I have no problem doing so."

Allison chuckled to herself. With a small smile she said, "I'm not stopping you."

I had little time to relish in our sibling bonding moment because the timer dinged and it was time to switch partners. "Go to Lydia," I said quickly, getting out of my seat and rushing to sit next to Erica. She rolled her eyes when she noticed me and turned to face the board.

"What?" I teased, "were you hoping for a boy to shove your tits in his face?"

"Oh please, don't act like you dont do the same."

"Yeah, but I didn't need to become a freak of nature to get attention. Well- you had attention before, didn't you. Just the kind where everyone was making fun of you instead of trying to fuck you, right?"

Before I could even speak again, Erica had grabbed me with her claws out and spun me to face her, my body flinched at the pain of her nails in my arm, but I kept my face smug as we locked eyes. "Go ahead, kill me right now little beta. Derek might kill you himself if you start a war with my family."

I could see all the anger in her eyes, and she didn't even respond- she actually wasn't even looking at me- she was looking past me, a smirk growing on her face as she did. I looked back to follow her eyes and noticed Isaac staring intently at the both of us. There was anger all over his face. Even Stiles who was sitting next to him looked confused. Then, I felt Erica let go of my arm and with a kiss of her teeth she turned around to go back to the expiriment.

"What was that about?" I couldn't help but to ask.

"Let's just say Scott's not the only one chasing after forbidden fruit."

And with that, the timer went off and we were switching seats again. Isaac slid into the seat next to Lydia before anyone could react, and Allison replaced where I sat next to Erica, and I sat behind Lydia and Isaac. I guess I could try to do something from back here at least. There was only a few moments before Harris was ringing time again, and telling us that we could eat the crystal that we created.

Isaac handed the crystal over to Lydia-venom dripping off the tip- and the rest of the Mystery Gang watched intently as she ate it. Imagine if Lydia got paralyzed right in class; Harris would lose his damn job. But Lydia actually didn't get paralyzed, she chewed on the laced cyrstal and was perfectly fine. I glanced back at everyone else as they wore the same exact look as I did. Oh shit. It's her.

As soon as I leave the classroom, my friends are dragging me into Coach's office to have a little kii kii. Stiles is super stressed, especially when Scott says, "Derek's outside waiting to kill Lydia."

"It's not her!" He states firmlys through gritted teeth. I roll my eyes. I don't have time for this.

"It doesn't matter if its not her because Derek thinks its her- so we have to find a way to protect her until we can prove him wrong!" Allison looks between Scott and I while nodding her head for her own reasurrance.

I snort, "I'm not helping you guys do shit."

Everyone turns to me with eyes like I had just said the most shocking thing ever. I nod slowly. Stiles stutters out, "What-what do you mean?"

"She didn't pass the test. I'm not protecting Lydia just because she's my friend. She's out there killing people and she almost killed you!"

"It's not her!"

"How can you say that?"

"Maybe we can prove its not her, Jos, please!" Allison pleads, stopping to think to herself. "I think I know someone who can help translate the beastiary."

"Okay, get to it. When you prove it's not her, then I'll help. Until then its not my problem."

Stiles stops me from leaving by placing his palm over the door. He shakes his head at me and says, "So you'll protect random ass Isaac- but not your own friend? You didn't shoot him- you couldn't- but you would let them kill Lydia."

"Lydia killed Isaac's dad. She's the only reason he was in jail to begin with. Mind your own business and worry about proving Lydia isn't the kanima if you want me to help." I walk out and let the door slam. Who is he to tell me anything about who I decide to kill or protect.

I breath a heavy breath out of my nose and look to the side where Isaac is standing in the middle of the hall. Staring. I shake my head at his straight face and walk off.

lmaoao your review had me dead, I didn't even realize how out of the loop she is but lets face it Joc rlly does her own thing half of the time. I'm so ready to be out of the story line of season 2 guysssss. I enjoy season 2 but my fav season is 3b. ANd lets face it ive been writitng this story since 2014 I JUST WANNA FINISH ONE STORY. I have a stiles, derek, and Liam story I want to work on with my own creatues and errythang. But just imagining isaac teasing Joc is wheewww jesus. Well, thanks for coming to my ted talk XD