Starr Hale: Yeah, I really hope we do -R

ADELINE LAHEY

Rae, Sammy, and I were hanging out together because Scott and Stiles were going on a double date with Allison and Lydia to the ice-skating rink.

In the last couple of days, since I first started living with the McCalls, I had learned who these people were and managed to get a little out of my shell-but only with Sammy, Scott, Rae, and Ms. McCall.

Stiles was Sammy's dorky, sarcastic twin brother. He didn't talk to me much, though.

Allison was Scott's girlfriend. But they were pretending they weren't dating for some reason. It confused me.

And Lydia was Allison and Sammy's best friend. I didn't really like her because she treated me like I was a baby.

From what I've silently observed, it seemed that their group was the most popular group in the school. Although I didn't think they were aware of it. In fact, Rae was always making fun of popular people.

I was really starting to like everyone. Especially Rae, Scott, and Sammy. Scott was like my second brother; he was very sweet and protective. Rae was like a cooler, older sister. And Sammy was so gentle and nice to me. I really appreciated them.

"Okay, you guys want chicken nuggets and fries or pasta?" Rae asked from the kitchen.

"Chicken nuggets," I said, coloring in my new coloring book that Ms. McCall bought me.

"I'll have chicken nuggets, too," Sammy said from next to me on the couch.

"I was hoping you guys would say that because we don't have pasta," Rae poked her head out from the kitchen and gave us a cheeky grin.

"Then why did you ask us if we wanted pasta?" Sammy laughed.

"Because you feel less constricted if you have a choice."

"True," Sammy shrugged.

After Rae popped the nuggets in, she came to sit with us on the couch.

"So, you guys want to play Need for Speed?" Rae asked.

Sammy groaned. "No video games. Let's watch a movie instead!"

I looked up from my coloring book."Can we watch a Barbie movie?" I asked hopefully, making my best puppy-dog face.

"No," Rae said the same time Sammy said, "Of course!"

|| Teen Wolf ||

Every time a song came on in The Princess and The Pauper, Sammy would belt out the lyrics, and Rae would plug her ears and make a funny face causing me to giggle.

Throughout the movie, Rae pretended to be on her phone, but I saw her secretly watching. And when she caught me watching her, she would smile sheepishly and go back to her phone.

Sammy, on the other hand, was probably enjoying the movie more than I was, seeing as her eyes stayed glued to the screen.

I looked at them both. They were such opposites. Light and dark. Chocolate and vanilla. Yin and yang. Yet they were best friends. And my sisters. I was really starting to love them.

SAMANTHA STILINSKI

I looked around my lunch table.

Stiles was absent, Adeline was slowly eating her food in silence, Rae had finished eating and was now reading a book, and Scott looked glum, silently picking at his food.

"What's wrong, Scott?" I asked and noticed Rae look up from her book.

He dropped his fork. "Today in the hall I confronted Erica and she put her arms around me. Allison saw it and I'm worried she took it out of context."

Rae slammed her book shut. "This girl's really starting to get on my nerves."

"It's okay Scott, I'm sure Allison will understand," I assured him.

He nodded and at that moment Allison sat behind him, their backs facing each other since they had to pretend they weren't dating.

Scott leaned back and told her, "I know how it looked, but she came up to me."

"I'm not jealous," she told him.

"You're not?"

"She's with Derek now, isn't she?" I noticed Rae tense. "Like Isaac." Rae relaxed. "You can't get caught in the middle of this. Don't you feel what's happening? My grandfather coming here, Derek turning Erica and Isaac, it's - It's like battle lines are being drawn."

"I know."

"There's always crossfire."

"What am I supposed to do? I can't just stand by. I can't pretend to be normal," Scott told her.

"I don't want you to be normal. I want you to be alive," Allison finished and walked off, almost bumping into Stiles, who was coming towards us.

"Guys. Do you see that?" Stiles pointed to an empty table two tables away from us.

"Yes Stiles, it's an empty table," Rae rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, but whose empty table?"

I thought for a second, then realization dawned on me. "Boyd," I answered.

Scott got up and headed for the hallway with everyone following after.

I turned to Adeline. "Stay right here, we'll be right back."

She nodded and I ran to catch up with the others.

"I'm going to go to the ice rink and try to convince him to not let Derek turn him," Scott told us. "Rae and Sammy, you two need to watch Adeline."

I saw Rae's look of annoyance. I knew she hated being left out of the action.

"Stiles, you go to his house. And if he's not home, you call me, got it?" At Stiles' lack of response, Scott turned towards him, stopping in the middle of the hallway. "What?"

"Maybe we should let him," Stiles answered. "Boyd, you know, man? You said Derek's giving them a choice, right?"

"We can't," Scott pulled him by the shoulder and we started walking again.

"You gotta admit, Erica looks pretty good. You know, the word "sensational" comes to mind."

Rae looked like she was about to disagree with Stiles, when Scott said, "Yeah. How good do you think she's gonna look with a wolfsbane bullet in her head?"

"All right, all I'm saying is maybe this one isn't totally your responsibility," Stiles told Scott.

"They all are. And you know this thing's gonna get out of control. That makes me responsible."

"All right, I'm with you. And I also gotta say this newfound heroism is making me very attracted to you."

Scott stopped and looked at Stiles. "Shut up."

"No, seriously. Do you wanna just try making out for a sec? Just to see how it feels."

Scott rolled his eyes and walked away.

|| Teen Wolf ||

After Stiles dropped us off at Rae's house, he sped away to go to Boyd's.

We walked inside and Adeline and I collapsed on the couch, but Rae began pacing.

I knew she was worried about Scott, so I tried distracting her.

"Hey Rae, you want to play Call of Duty?"

She turned towards me and shook her head. "No, thanks."

Wow.

I gave a dramatic sigh. "Okay, I guess we can watch some Barbie movies again…"

She kept pacing.

"…Ones with a lot of singing…"

More pacing.

"…Lots of friendship and cheesy jokes…"

And more even more pacing.

"… Life lessons and the power of love…"

She stopped and turned to me, "Okay, fine. One game."

|| Teen Wolf ||

In the middle of the sixth game (she beat me in the other five and I was determined to win this one), Stiles called.

"What do you want?!" I snapped into the phone and Rae burst out laughing.

I cleared my throat, "I'm sorry, Stiles. I'm just really getting into this game."

"Is that Call of Duty I hear?" Stiles was baffled. "How can you play that with Adeline-You know what? Nevermind. This bitch just dumped me in some garbage container."

"Who?" I asked, though I had a feeling I already knew.

"Erica. And there's gonna be a big fight at the ice rink. I can't find my car, so one of you needs to go. Now!"

Before I could say anything about how a human running into a fight with werewolves with superhuman powers was a completely bad idea, Rae practically bolted for the door. "I heard everything. I got it. You watch Adeline." And then she was out of the house.

I sighed. She was the reckless one after all. It was so like Rae to run off without a proper plan. She's such a Gryffindor.

I felt someone tug on my sleeve and looked down to see Adeline. "Where's she going?" she asked.

Before I could say anything, I hesitated. Should I tell her the truth? I mean, she did deserve to know the truth. On the other hand, the truth would crush her. She would be scared as hell if she found out that her brother is a werewolf. But at the same time, she's probably more scared for her brother now because she doesn't know where he was or whether he was even alive or not.

She deserves to know.

After thinking through everything, I came to a decision. Maybe Isaac would soften up when he sees his sister.

"Adeline, we're going to the ice skating rink!" I said.

Before we left, I grabbed a baseball bat (they were very practical, my dad taught me that) from Melissa's closet. I needed to defend myself from hairy werewolves.

RAEGAN MCCALL

Since the ice rink was a walking distance away from my house, I ran there.

I ran for about five blocks before I finally got there. The doors were unlocked so I let myself in.

It was dark and when I reached the actual rink, I took in everything I saw. Scott was currently fighting Erica and Isaac while Boyd and Derek watched.

I was about to join in on the fight and help my brother since it was hardly a fair fight with two against one but I noticed Scott was actually beating them pretty easily.

He knocked Erica to the ground and then slammed Isaac to the ground by his neck and I winced. Scott practically threw the two werewolves at Derek's feet and I felt a bit a pride.

Damn, when did my sweet, innocent, wouldn't-hurt-a-fly little brother turn into such a badass?

"Don't you get it?" Scott asked Erica and Isaac. "He's not doing this for you. He's just adding to his own power, okay? It's all about him. He makes you feel like he's giving you some kind of gift when all he's done is turn you into a bunch of guard dogs!"

"It's true. It is about power," Derek said. Then as he was walking towards Scott he flicked out his claws and his face morphed.

Derek forehead-slammed him and began clawing at him and punching him in the gut. Scott got one good hit in, but then Derek slammed him to the group and Scott coughed up blood.

Before Derek could get another hit in, I took a running leap at him and knocked him off balance.

He barely looked at me as we went for Scott again. And Isaac got up from the ground, ready to join the fight, when the doors to the ice rink burst open.

Everyone turned to look at who had burst in and we saw Sammy-and Adeline.

Her eyes went straight to Isaac in horror and Isaac tried to turn around to hide his morphed face, but it was too late; she had already seen it. "Isaac?" she whispered. He turned back around to face her and she took a step back.

She started trembling, shaking her head. "Y-You're not my brother."

Isaac took a step forward, reaching out to her, but Adeline took another step back before turning around and running out of the rink. Sammy turned and ran after Adeline.

Everyone had completely different reactions. Scott looked disappointed, Derek looked annoyed, Boyd looked indifferent, Erica was still unconscious, and Isaac, whose face had now morphed back, had a deep sadness in his eyes.

Boyd jumped down from the Zamboni and Scott said, "Don't. You don't wanna be like them."

"You're right," Boyd said and I took a deep breath of relief. "I wanna be like you."

This bitch.