Jackson was furious about McCall winning the lacrosse game. Lydia was furious that McCall had kissed her new best friend Allison. What if Scott was dangerous? She did not want Allison mixed up in his world. That was why Lydia needed to come up with a plan to get to the bottom of whatever Scott McCall and his skinny little friend were up to.
"Do you think he got bit by a spider?" Jackson said looking up from his biology homework looking at his girlfriend.
They were over at Lydias house studying but their minds were far from their school work.
"Don't be stupid Jackson. We need to be realistic here. Scott McCall went from being a weak nobody to being the new star player and dating my best friend." Lydia said exasperated.
"Hey I thought I was the star player." Lydia gave him a look saying not anymore.
"Anyway what about my theory that he is taking steroids?" Jackson said looking at his brilliant girlfriend hoping she would have all the answers, which she normally did.
"No he doesn't exhibit any of the symptoms. Testicular atrophy and gynecomastia were ruled out by Danny." She said rubbing her thumb against her bottom lip a habit she did when she was thinking.
"Wait testicular what? What did Danny do?" Jackson said looking at Lydia. He loved her but sometimes she spoke in a foreign language.
"Testicular atrophy is the shrinking of the testicles. Gynecomastia is the development of breast and male pattern baldness. I had Danny look at him in the locker rooms. He said that if anything Scotts testicles had gotten bigger-"
"Gross." Jackson deadpanned.
"And that Scott has grown more hair. Normally the effect of steroids on the male body causes hair loss. Danny said that Scott has started growing chest hair. We have to rule out steroids. The facts don't add up." Lydia said rubbing her thumb to her lip again.
She hadn't told Jackson about the Laura Hale morgue and Hale house incident with Scott. She wasn't sure why but her gut told her that it wasn't a good idea to reveal that to him. She did tell him that she was suspicious of the boy though. Jackson shared her suspicions and together they decided to hatch a plan.
"We don't know enough about him. Perhaps if we get closer and observe we might find a breakthrough." Lydia said an idea forming in her head.
"Okay how do we do that?" Jackson said looking at the girl.
"How do you feel about double dates?" Lydia said with a sick smile.
"Blue is totally your color Allison." Lydia said holding up the dress to her friend.
"I'm not really a dress type girl." Allison replies with a shy smile.
"But it's your first real date with this guy! You have got to make an impression!" Lydia says flopping on the bed with a laugh.
"Yes and we are going bowling not clubbing." Allison says turning around with a smile to put away the dress. Lydia rolls her eyes and groans when she hears the word bowling. She hated bowling. The balls had way too many germs and there was no way she was going to be sticking her fingers in the holes where other people put their dirty fingers. And Lydia would die if she had to wear shoes that other people had worn before her. That's why she bought herself her own purple ball and shoes for the occasion.
"Bowling was your idea I don't know why you are rolling your eyes." Allison said finding a jacket in the back and putting it on.
Suddenly Mr. Argent came in the room and told them that they weren't going anywhere because of the curfew.
"But dad I have to go!" Allison said in protest.
"I said no. There have been too many deaths. Going out at night isn't safe." He yelled walking out of the room.
Lydia groaned again. Her plan was ruined.
Lydia was surprised when she saw her friend open the window.
"What do you think you are doing?" Lydia asked looking up at her from the bed.
"I'm going out. Are you coming as well?" Allison asked with a smirk.
Lydia groaned again grabbing her bag and exited out of the window.
"Stiles do you think Lydia knows?" Scott asked his friend in the locker room.
"Lydia? Lydia as in my Lydia?" Stiles asked as his shirt got stuck on his head. He tugged harder and it finally came off but not before he tripped over his bag and fell shirtless onto the locker room floor.
"Your Lydia?" Scott said with a smirk laughing.
"You know what I mean!" Stiles said picking himself off and looking around for his practice jersey.
"Yeah but do you think she knows?" Scott said nervously picking at his frayed jersey.
"Knows what?"
"Knows everything!" Scott said a little louder than he meant to.
"Scott, it's Lydia Martin. Of course she knows everything. In grade school she was smarter than the teachers." Stiles said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"But do you think she knows about what I turn into on the full moon?" Scott asked grabbing his shoulder making sure he was paying attention.
"What makes you think that? I mean Lydia is the smartest person in this town but how could she figure out that you're a freaking werewolf!" Stiles said reassuring his best friend.
"I don't know. I don't want to underestimate her. Both her and Jackson have been breathing down our backs recently. I saw her following me into the morgue and in the woods when we were looking for Lauras body I could smell brownies. Stiles I think she knows I'm a werewolf!" He said as they exited the locker room and onto the field.
"Scott just because you smelled brownies in the middle of the woods doesn't mean that Lydia knows that you're a werewolf. Scott you are starting to sound insane." Stiles said pointing out the flaws in his idea.
"Stiles I just have an uneasy feeling about her. Why else would she want to go on a double date with me and Allison!" Scott said.
"It's Allison and I. That's the correct grammar." A voice behind them said. Spinning behind they noticed Lydia behind them.
"Lydia! Hey, how long have you been behind us? What are you doing at our practice?" Scott said stumbling over his words.
He looked at Stiles for help with what to say to her but Stiles was speech less staring at the girl of his dreams.
She was wearing a black skirt and a light blue button up with a black and white striped sweater over it tucked into the skirt. She had both of her hands on her waist and her large silver watch and bangle combination flickered in the sun blinding the boys. Her hair was half pulled back with a black bow and her coral colored lips were set in a straight line.
Stiles was struck by her. She was preppy and studious looking as always. All he wanted to do was kiss her on her perfect colored lips and run his fingers through her sleek perfectly curled hair and mess it up. In fact he was vividly imagining it and only broke out of his trance when she snapped her fingers in front of his face.
"I don't know what you guys are talking about I'm just here to drop off my boyfriends shirt. He left it at my house last night. Have fun at practice. I'll be seeing you around boys!" She said with a wave as she turned around waltzing off the field.
"She definitely knows something is up Stiles!" Scott said hitting his best friend. "Stiles!"
Stiles was still in a trance as he watched Lydia walk off the field over to Jackson. He curled his lip when he saw them smile at each other as he walked her back to the parking lot.
"Stiles!" Scott said again.
"Sorry! Look we don't know anything. And even if we did what would you want us to do?" Stiles said putting on his lacrosse gloves.
"Not me, you. I want you to get close to her. Ask her what she knows. You know romance her a little bit. Get her to trust you." Scott said putting on his mask.
"Scott this girl doesn't even know my name. I've known everything about her since third grade and she doesn't even know my name! I try talking to her almost every day and she doesn't even notice me! You want me to romance a girl who doesn't even know I exist!" Stiles yelled gesturing over to Lydia.
"Uh… yes?" Scott said scratching the back of his head.
Stiles paused thinking it over.
"I'll see what I can do."