I woke up to my phone ringing. I woke up and opened the call. Stiles had his arms around me.
" Hey," I said as I woke up.
" Be ready in one hour, we need to go shopping. My birthday!" Lydia's voice hit my ear hard. I saw it was about 11 AM. Remember Raven, Spring Break, got it? It's been four days since the rave. It was Lydia's birthday.
" Please bring me a coffee please." I said as I got up.
" Vanilla Mocha with two pumps of hazelnut and white chocolate creamer with two sugar. Of course." She replied before hanging up. I smiled and got on a black crop top with some red slacks and my combat boots. I got my makeup done and black lipstick finished as Stiles woke up.
" Where are you heading?" He asked as he smiled tiredly.
" Shopping with Lydia for her birthday." I said as I saw our gifts to her already wrapped up. I got her two new makeup palettes from Sephora, a debit card with 300 on it, and new limited edition ruby red nail polish. Stiles, with my expertise, got her a 200$ Macy's gift card with the new perfume she was eying. We wrapped it up on Monday in a decent size box with black wrapping paper placed with a perfect red bow. I heard a beep and gave Stiles a kiss. I got outside and into Lydia's car.
" Here ya go." She said with a smile. I practically downed it in a few gulps.
" Thanks, I really needed it." I said with a smile. She smiled back as I admired her makeup. We went downtown to the Macy's district of Beacon Hills Mall.
" I'm thinking black sleeveless." Lydia said as she took me over. I found this beautiful sleeveless dress that fit my body nicely and snugly. It showed off my curves as it had a built-in bra.
" It's absolutely perfect!" Lydia said as I changed back into my normal clothes. We went to the shoes after Lydia found her dresses. I soon found these Black Elegant Silk High Heel Pumps that had these beautiful flower heels. Absolutely yes!
" I love them!" I said as we went to purchase our items.
" I need to go to Sephora, new makeup for you is a must!" She exclaimed as we got to the car. She drove us over and we soon found ourselves being helped.
" I recommend for the black aesthetic, we recommend the Sephora Collection Cream Lip Stain Liquid Lipstick No. 28: Night Bird." The attendant said as I picked it up and boy did it make my lips pop. I bought it and Lydia got a new round of lipstick as well. Lydia soon brought me back to Stiles'.
" Be there at 10!" She said as I waved her off as I had my new bags in tow. I went inside and lay my bags in my room. I went to Stiles and began to help him out. It was about an hour and still nothing. Stiles and I were sifting through papers to try and figure this fucking case out for his dad. I saw Noah pass the open door, but trail back.
" Hey, whatcha doing?" Noah asked us. I lifted my head and gave a small wave.
"...Homework…" Stiles replied as I saw Noah walk in.
" It's spring break. You two need to relax." He said as I sighed.
" What do you think you're doing?" Noah asked as he stood at the desk Stiles and I were doing our research.
" Oh, I'm just satisfying my own curiosity…" Stiles said before Noah closed the book.
" We brought Harris in this morning for questioning." Noah said to us.
"...They brought him in." He emphasized it to us. Still not enough!
" And? That's all?" I asked wanting to know more!
" And they're working on a warrant to arrest him for the murders." Noah said calmly to us. Well fucking god!
" For all of them?" Stiles asked him. Noah looked confident but sad.
" Enough of them." He said back to his son.
" With what proof?" Stiles asked him directly.
" You remember the couple at the trailer? Tire tracks nearby match Harris' car." Noah says as I felt there was more to this.
" Wha... That's not enough." Stiles said as he tried to open the book again only for his dad to shut it.
" The same car was also seen outside the hospital where the pregnant wife was killed. It's got some bumper sticker on it, a quote from Einstein-" Noah told us as I was confused by this.
" Wait, what quote?" Stiles asked his Dad.
" Something about imagination and knowledge…" Noah says as he tries to convey his standing.
" "Imagination is more important than knowledge." Yeah, I saw the same car parked outside the rave." Stiles said as Noah looked at him standing.
" That means you're a witness. You're gonna have to give a statement." Noah told him as I see Stiles sigh. Another inconvenience.
" But what about the concert promoter, Kara? She wasn't in Harris' class, right? I mean, what does Mr. Lahey have to do with Harris? It has to make some sense right?" I asked him as he shrugged as if it was out of his hands.
" It doesn't matter- the tire tracks put Harris at the site of three murders. That's damning evidence." Noah explained to us. I shake my head. Something isn't adding up. We blame Harris always. For the arson charge! Now this!
" No, it's not enough-" I said as I opened the book and Stiles began to sift through the pages.
" I thought Stiles hated this guy?" Noah asked us.
" I don't hate him, all right? He hates me. And, you know, if he killed them all, then yeah, lock the psycho up. But, there's something missing. There's gotta be something missing…" Stiles said as I see Noah shake his head.
" Hey. Hey, you two don't have to solve this for me. I'm really glad you have Raven. " Noah said as he smiled at me.
" No, I have to do something." Stiles said before stopping on a page that popped into my eyes! This made sense! All of it!
"...What?" Stiles asked as I pointed to the page.
" Look at the swim team." I said they looked at it. My fears were loud and right out there.
" Guys, the coach- it's Isaac's dad!" Stiles said as Noah called the station. Stiles and I got ready for Lydia's party after letting Noah know we had to go. He said it was alright. I got all dressed up in my new clothes and shoes before painting up my face in my new makeup. I rode over in Stiles' jeep.
" It's just a party, nothing bad." Stiles told me as we got out and I carried the gifts. Lydia opened the door for us.
"Happy birthday!" We exclaimed as she had on a bright smile. She showed me where to place the box.
" Thank you!" She exclaimed before handing me a punch glass. Scott, Allison, Stiles, and I grouped together after discussing the new info about the 2006 swim team's Deadpool in the Kanima's master's eyes.
" We don't owe her a party." Scott said before I growled low. I haven't drunk my punch yet.
" What about the chance to get back to normal?" Allison asked him.
" She wouldn't be the "town whackjob" if it wasn't for us." Allison stated clearly.
" Nothing is normal. But Lydia is our friend. Not crazy. She's being plagued by the terror of all that took place that night." I said as they all nodded.
" I'm glad you stick up for her. Like a true friend." Stiles said as I smiled.
" I guess I could use my co-captain status to get the lacrosse team here…" Scott said as I saw Stiles pulling out his phone.
" Who are you calling?" I asked him.
" Drag queen posse." He said with a smirk.
" From?" I asked as he chuckled.
" The night Scott and I chased Jackson after he paralyzed Danny at the club." He said as I nodded. Soon the house was lively with people. I finally took a few sips of my drink before putting it down.
" Are you gonna apologize to Allison or what?" Stiles said to Scott.
" Why should I apologize?" Scott asked Stiles as I smirked.
" Because you're the guy! It's, like, what you do." I said with a smirk.
" But I didn't do anything wrong." Scott said defensively.
" Then you should definitely apologize. See, any time a guy thinks he hasn't done anything wrong, it means he's definitely done something wrong." Stiles said as I nodded.
" I'm not apologizing." Scott said with annoyance in his tone.
" Is that the full moon talking, buddy? Just breathe right?" I asked as he shrugged.
" Probably." He replied to me
" Why do you care, anyway?" He asked a bit angry. The fuck did I do? I gave a pointed look.
" Because, Scott, something's gotta go right, here! I mean, we're getting our asses royally kicked, if you haven't noticed. People are dying, I got my dad fired, you're gonna be held back in school, Raven's hearing something calling her and I don't know what to do, and if, on top of that, I gotta watch you lose Allison to a stalker like Matt, I'm gonna stab myself in the face!" Stiles exclaimed before I took his hand in mine as I saw Jackson.
" Don't stab yourself in the face." Scott said wearily.
" Why not?" Stiles asked him.
" Because Jackson's here." I said wearily. Later in the night, I felt off.
" You feeling okay?" Stiles asked as I nodded.
" I just need some air." I said as I leaned on a pillar. I saw a familiar face in the crowd grab Stiles.
" You.. You are dead!" I exclaimed as he smirked. My uncle Peter had Stiles by the throat. His eyes bore the red of an Alpha! How!
" You did this!" He said with fangs glistening in the moonlight.
" What?" I asked as I gripped the pillar.
" You mated with a human. You tainted yourself with a mundane." He growled at me.
" Fuck you! You killed Laura! You almost killed Lydia, you killed them all!" I snarled at him. I was filled with anger and rage. Was he behind this somehow?
" Now, to kill him." Peter growled as I watch Peter bite into Stiles' arm as he screamed before slitting his throat open. I screamed out. I felt my vision come back. No Peter and no blood. Did Lydia spike us with Wolfsbane? If so, not her fault. People bitten by an Alpha can have a chance of a temporarily fucked up mental state. Something tells me she was an insurance
" What do you think you're doing? You wanna sober him up fast, that's not the way to do it." A girl said as I smirked. I know what she is gonna do.
" You can do better?" Scott asked her. I grabbed Stiles' shirt.
" Sorry Stiles, but I need you sober." I said before dunking his head into the cold pool and pulling him back up as he was spatting cold water.
" Woo! How do you feel?" The girl asked him.
" Like I might have to revisit my policy on hitting a girl." He said slightly shaken.
" He's sober." She said before smiling and getting up. We then began to look for her. The longer I didn't see her, the longer I had a feeling Peter bit her that night as an insurance policy. We grouped back up and people were going absolutely crazy!
" Hey, I can't find her. And dude? Anyone who drank that crap, they're freaking out." Stiles said as he took my hand in his.
"...I can see that." I said as he squeezed my hand.
" What the hell do we do?" I asked Scott.
" I don't know, but we gotta-" Scott started, but I see people being tossed into the pool. People lifting up what looks to be Matt.
" I can't swim!" He screamed before being flung into the pool. He flailed about.
" No, no, no, no, stop, guys! I can't swim! I can't swim! I can't-I can't-" Matt screamed before Jackson came over to help him out.
"...What are you looking at?" Matt screamed at everyone. He glared at Scott then hard stared at Stiles and me before leaving. I soon heard sirens. Cops!
" The cops are here! Party's over!" Someone screamed out. Scott, Stiles and I ran to the front to see Matt with anger filled look as the Kanima wrapped its tail protective around his legs before they vanished.
" Fuck Me! Can this get worse!" I screamed out.
" We have to tell my Dad." Stiles said as I nodded.
" This just got so much worse. I can feel it." I said as the three of us got to the Jeep and hauled ass to the Stilinski residents.