sds I had to do it.

Kayla and the boys had a good night. They spent it eating cupcakes, and watching Seven Days Secrets. Mellisa came home to find a bunch of sleeping, icing cover, teens, passed out on her couch. She didn't even bother waking them up, just texted Stiles dad to let him know he was safe.

They all woke up to the sound of Kayla's alarm for school going off.

"Uggg.".

"Kill me."

"What the hell kind of alarm is this."

"Toxic? Who doesn't love Brittany Spears?".

"Who doesn't hate Brittany Spears at 6 am?".

"Good point.".

"Can you two shut it? Your giving me a headache.".

"That might be from the cupcakes, Scotty.".

Kayla got up and streched.

"I, for one, am going to go run the cupcakes off. I assume you two won't be joining me.".

The boys just grunted in agreence.

"Well just be ready by the time I get back and ill drive you. We can pick Stiles' jeep up from Derek's after school.".

Not waiting for an answer, she left the boys half asleep on the couch, with her alarm set to go off in five minutes blasting Hit Me Baby One More Time, and went for her jog.

When she was almost back, she could hear her phone alarm from down the street. When she got to the house, she found the boys on the ground, covering their ears, so she turned it off.

"What the hell!".

"Why did you do that!".

"So you two would be awake. We've got 10 minutes. Hustle!".

She lifted both boys by the collar and on to their feet and literally kicked their little teenage asses.

They both ran upstairs as fast as possible. Just for the sake of it, she put on her timer to see how long it took.

Exactly 10 mins on the dot, they were all out the door with bagles slathered in peanut butter. They all hopped in her car but first there was an argument.

"I get shot gun".

"Like hell."

"I'm the one who got bit by a werewolf."

"Exactly, you get cool powers and I get nothing."

"I have to get hunted."

"I get hunted just for knowing you."

"Guess what? You both can sit in the back, like the children your acting like."

The hopped in the back and sulked.

"Oh and btw I'm giving Allison a ride since she's on the way to school and if I see peanutbutter anywhere, I will duct tape you naked to the flag pole at school.

She saw Scotts eyes widen in the rear view mirror and she smirked.

They pulled into the drive way of the argents house.

Allison was waiting in the drive way with her father.

"Chris."

"Kayla."

"Hop in Allie."

Allison smiled and walked over to the passenger side and got in.

"Hey guys...

Her face contorted.

"Why does it smell like cupcakes?".

At School...

They pulled up beside Lydia's car, where she was waiting for her two friends.

"About time! Where have you... Why does your car smell like cupcakes.".

"Is it a bad thing?"

"No"

"Then don't question it."

"Weirdo. So where have you guys been? And why are you driving with THEM?" Lydia gestured at the boys and held the m.

"Well it would be rude if I didn't drive my brother to school I'm my boss fricken car. And I wouldn't be a good friend unless I torchured you a little bit with his best friend who's in love with you"."

Stiles blushed.

"I'm not in love with her."

Lydia ignored Kayla's last statement.

"You have a brother?"

"Yeah. We seem to keep forgetting to mention that."

"Well I'm sure we can keep this under wraps."

"Ok. We've all got detention after school, you girls wanna join us?"

"What would we do?"

"Whatever we want."

"How would you get away with that?" Lydia questioned.

Kayla smirked.

"I happen to be one of coaches favorites. Which reminds me, I need to go talk to him. Everyone out."

She shooed everyone out, and locked up.

"See you all at lunch!" Kayla yelled behind her.

Coaches office...

There was a quiet knock at the door.

"Come in!".

The person walked in and shut the door.

Not looking up, he spoke.

"Whatever you need I sure someone else can help you."

A familiar female voice spoke up.

"Really? I thought this was Bobby Finstock's office. Must have gotten it confused with 's office."

He looked up.

"Kayla?"

"In the flesh. I think."

"Oh my god. Your back!"

" That I am."

He got up and pulled her into a big hug.

"What happend? You just disappeared on us."

"A lot of things, but that's all in the past. We are here now. I'm a student again."

"Really? Why?"

"When I left, I didn't finish my grade 12."

"Oh. So I hear you got detention."

"Oh yeah. Just Harris being a dick."

"Yea well, you don't have to work with him."

"Oh and you don't mind if some friends come to detention with me right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine with that."

"Cool, oh and I want on the lacross team."

"Practice is tomorrow. See you in class ."

"See you in class, Coach Finstock."

She left the room smiling like crazy at the sight of another best friend.

She was walking to class as she passed the trophy case. She stopped to she the trophies. There was all but one that were for lacross. There was a basketball trophy won by the one and only, Peter Hale.

Flashback...

Kayla was talking to Bobby when her phone went off. It was a text from Lana.

'Come meet me by the trophy case ASAP.'

She texted her a quick response and invited Bobby to join her.

As they walked up to the trophy case, they could see a very exited Lana. Before they even got to the trophy case, Lana ran up to them, smiling like a mad woman. She grabbed Kayla, and dragged her to the trophy case and pointed. Kayla's gaze followed Lana's finger. She was pointing at a trophy in the very center of the case.

"What's the big deal? Its a trophy, great."

"Read the inscription, dipshit."

She looked to the golden plate on the bottom of the trophy.

'Peter Hale, Greatest MVP in Beacon Hills History.'

She looked to the news paper article and read.

'Peter Hale, MVP for all four years of his high school career, and best player beacon hills has ever seen. Leading his team to victory in the finals, leaving every game he played, with a score of at least double, that the oposing team had. In spite of his skill, he denied multiple scholarships to ivy leauge schools. He sais that he has no intention of continuing basketball or going to college at all. Such an unfortunate thing for talent like that to go to waste.

Kayla read the article over and over again. How had she missed this? Well she didn't really ever look at the trophy case. Ever. She would denfinetly bring this up to Peter.

End Of Flashback

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