ADELINE LAHEY

"Your friend got expelled?!" Corey said in shock. He, Mason, and I were all standing in front of the school, waiting for Liam to arrive. Today was going to be his first day at Beacon Hills High, and Mason wanted to show him around.

"At least, he's going here, now," Mason said cheerfully. "I can't wait for you two to meet."

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear," I said, seeing Liam, who was walking towards us.

"Hey, Liam, you ready to start your first day at Beacon Hills High?" Mason asked once Liam reached us.

"Oh, I'm ready," Liam said, "Ready to get the hell out of here." He then looked at me and smiled. "Hey, Addie!"

I smiled back and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Hey, Liam."

"Oh! Before I forget…" Mason grabbed Corey's wrist and pulled him so he was standing in front of Liam. "This is Corey Bryant. Corey, this is Liam Dunbar."

Liam smirked, and exchanged looks with me. "So this is the Corey you're always talking to me about?"

Mason's eyes widened and he quickly stepped on Liam's foot. "Shut up!"

Meanwhile, poor Corey was looking back and forth between Mason and Liam, confused about what Liam had said. "What?"

I giggled and patted him on the back, "Just forget about it."

|| Teen Wolf ||

After showing Liam around the school, I left the boys and went to meet up with Sammy and Rae in front of the school, like we usually did every morning before the bell rang.

"Hey, Addie," Sammy greeted, but then she frowned as she looked behind me. "Where're Scott, Isaac, and Stiles?"

I shrugged. "I dunno."

"Didn't you come from practice?" Rae asked.

I shook my head. "I was showing Liam around the school."

Rae smirked and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Are you sure you were showing Liam the school?"

My eyes widened and I felt my cheeks burning. "Yes, I was! And Mason and Corey were there, too!"

"Well, you could've all done a-"

"Rae, stop teasing Addie," Sammy chided, as she looked around, distractedly. "Where are they?" she muttered.

"Practice?" Rae suggested.

"Yeah, but they're usually done by now," Sammy frowned.

"Maybe Coach is making them do extra?" I offered.

Sammy sighed. "Mayb-"

"Guys!" Stiles shouted, running to us across the lawn with a frowning Scott and a furious Isaac behind him.

"What happened?" I frowned at Isaac.

"I'll tell you what happened!" Stiles exclaimed. "We were jogging in the woods-"

"Ethan and Aiden are the alpha twins," Isaac spat out.

"Whoa, buddy," Stiles said. "You're not very good at storytelling. So anyway-"

"Alpha twins?" Rae frowned.

"What are alpha twins?" I asked.

"Well, if you let me finish, I-"

Stiles was cut off again, this time by Scott. "They merge together to form one huge alpha."

"Yeah," Stiles started again, "So when Isaac figured out, like an idiot, he went after them and-"

"And I came before they could do any damage," Scott said.

"Yeah, yeah. So then-"

"There was a body."

"A body?" Sammy asked. "Whose body?"

Stiles started, "Well, yesterday-"

"Last night, I was working and this guy came in with his dog. A while after he left, I heard barking coming from outside. I went to go check and found his dog, but he had disappeared," Scott said. "Today, we found his body tied to a tree with his dog's collar tied around his neck-like he had been strangled."

"You see the way the twins looked at him?" Isaac asked.

"Yeah, you mean like they had no idea what happened?" Stiles said.

"No, no, they knew," Isaac disagreed.

"The kid was strangled with a garrote, all right? Am I the only one recognizing the lack of "werewolfitude" in these murders?"

"Oh, you think it's a coincidence they turn up and then people start dying?"

"Well, no, but I still don't think it's them. Scott? How 'bout you?" Stiles asked.

Scott answered with, "I don't know yet."

"You don't know yet?" Stiles repeated, baffled.

"Well, he's got a point," Scott told Stiles.

"Seriously, dude, human sacrifices? Scott-"

Sammy interrupted him, "Scott, your eyes turn into yellow glow sticks, okay? Hair literally grows from your cheeks and then will immediately disappear, and if I were to stab you right now, it would just magically heal, but you're telling me that you're having trouble grasping human sacrifices?"

"That's a good point, too," Scott told Isaac.

"I don't care. They killed that kid, they killed the girl that saved me. I'm gonna kill them too," Isaac said, exiting dramatically.

"Okay, if someone interrupts me one more time, I swear to God I'm gonna-"

The warning bell rang, interrupting poor Stiles once again.

"Argh!" he shouted, giving up and marching into the school.

Snickering, we trailed behind him.

RAEGAN MCCALL

"All right, since inertia is a subject of which you all know plenty, why don't we start with "momentum"?" Mr. Harris was saying. But Scott, Isaac, and I were barely paying attention. Scott and I were focused on Isaac, who was still practically seething with anger.

"They're here for a reason. Give me a chance to figure it out before you do anything. Okay?" Scott tried to reason.

"Isaac," I whispered when Isaac didn't respond to Scott.

"Danny," Mr. Harris called. "What do we know about momentum?"

"It's the product of mass and velocity. The more massive something is, the faster it's going," Danny answered.

"Isaac," I repeated, touching his arm.

"Mr. Harris, can I use the bathroom, please?" Isaac asked, suddenly getting to his feet. Mr. Harris nodded and Isaac stormed out the door.

Oh, no. He was going to do something reckless, and that's coming from me. I'm the queen of recklessness.

"I have to go to the bathroom, too," Scott said, standing up.

"One at a time," Mr. Harris retorted.

"But I really have to go. Like, medical emergency have to go."

"Mr. McCall, if your bladder suddenly exploded and urine began to pour from every orifice, I would still respond "one at a time". Is that enough hyperbole for you, or would you like me to come up with something more vivid?"

"No. No. That's pretty good," Scott sighed, sitting down.

Mr. Harris began teaching again but was shortly interrupted by loud noises coming from outside the door. "What in the name of God…?" He dropped the chalk and went out the door, the rest of the class following suit.

We went outside to find one of the twins-Ethan, telling from his clothing-on the floor, bloody, with Isaac standing above him looking baffled. When I looked behind him I almost missed Aiden disappearing behind a corner.

"What is this? What's going on? You all right?" Mr. Harris watched Danny help Ethan up and looked accusingly at Isaac.

"Uh, he just-he just came at me," Ethan stuttered, looking scared.

Yeah, my ass.

SAMANTHA STILINSKI

Since the last period was our free period, Stiles and I had decided to go to the principal's office and investigate. The victim's girlfriend was currently in there, telling our dad everything she knew. We watched them but couldn't hear what they were saying.

"I'm gonna ask her if Kyle was a virgin," Stiles said. "If he was one, we have a pattern."

"Stiles, you don't just ask a girl who's mourning the death of her boyfriend if her boyfriend was a virgin or not. It's so insensitive!" I scolded.

"We have to find out!" Stiles fought back.

"Well, we can just assume!" I gritted through my teeth.

"You just can't infer on matters like these!"

"Come on," I said. "It's Kyle we're talking about. Do you really think he's gonna be a virgin? I've seen that guy during parties."

"Wow," he said. "And you're calling me insensitive! You're literally insulting a dead guy!"

"I was not insulting him. I was just pointing out the facts. Besides, part of the reason you're worried is because you're afraid you're gonna get sacrificed!"

"Okay," he glared at me. "I think you shouldn't be out here calling me out while you also have a chance of being sacrificed."

"Well, we all know that you'd be sacrificed first because you're easily targetable!" I glared at him. "I can somewhat go under the radar! Besides, I need to save it for someone who looks like a young Leonardo DiCaprio. Not someone who's going to end up playing video games in his parents basement in twenty years because he's a complete dumbass!"

"First off, I didn't need to know that information. Second off, what makes you think I'm an easy target?"

I raised my eyebrows at him.

When the girl finally came out of the office, Stiles and I quickly sprung to our feet.

"Um, hi, Ashley. Sorry for your loss," I smiled warmly.

"Hi," she frowned.

"Can we talk to you just for one sec? Sorry," I said, pulling her aside. "We just need to ask you something really quick, and it's gonna sound really, unbelievably insensitive, so I apologize in advance."

"Um…" Stiles started. "Was Kyle a virgin?"

"What?" she asked.

"Your boyfriend, was he a virgin, or did you guys-You know what I mean-"

The girl slapped Stiles across the face and began to leave, then turned around and said, "No. He wasn't a virgin."

"Welcome to the Sammy's Always Right Foundation!" I smiled at Stiles.

Stiles just rolled his eyes.

"Have you completely lost your mind?!" Dad said, stomping up to us. "I've got four murders. You see those men in there? That's the FBI. They're pulling together a task force to help because it looks like we've got a full-blown serial killer on our hands. You get that?"

"Yes, Dad," Stiles sighed.

"We get that," I nodded.

"Then what are you doing?" Dad asked.

"We're trying to find a pattern," Stiles and I said at the same time, sighing.