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•The Letter•

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•The Letter•

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Class ended and Stiles watched as Cassandra grabbed her stuff and started talking to Lydia. Stiles nervously walked behind them in the halls. "Are you just going to follow us or actually talk to us?" Lydia asked him sharply. "Uh... yeah sorry.... Cassie can I talk to you?" He asked her awkwardly. "Sure." She replied in an unsure tone. "Not in the middle of the hall." Stiles replied playfully.

Cassandra raised her eyebrows at him as he dragged her into the janitors closet. Lydia winked at Cassandra as the boy pushed her friend into the closet. Cassandra practically felt her heart beating out of her chest as the boy was inches away from her in the small closet. "You told Jackson to shut up and then he did." Stiles mumbles in disbelief. "Yeah because he's a tool." Cassandra replies playfully. Stiles shook his head slightly as he leaned his back against the door of the small closet.

"Yes he's a tool but you did something to him." Stiles says causing her to start to get even more nervous. He got closer to her so his body was now towering over her. "I think you didn't get enough sleep last night..." She replies nervously. "You are probably right....I slept on the wrong side of my bed..." Stiles replies sarcastically. "I'm being serious right now Cassandra.... you have to tell me how you did that to Jackson."

"Are you like a witch?" Stiles asks Cassandra sharply. "Wow... I copy off your homework one time and now I'm a witch?" Cassandra replies sarcastically as she laughs. Stiles didn't laugh with her as he gave her a serious look. "I'm not joking." He tells her softly. Cassandra sighs as she runs a hand through her hair. It was then that Stiles realized how close they were and he nervously took a deep breath as he stared down at her. "I Uh.... you won't believe me." She stutters out. "You would be surprised." Stiles replies playfully.

"Over the uh summer.... I learned that I could do special things...." She mumbled softly. Stiles scoffed in disbelief as he ran a hand through his hair. "Special things.... well now I know exactly what you are talking about...." Stiles replies sarcastically "Will you be a little more specific!" He yells loudly.  "Like special gifts." She says as she nervously plays with a piece of her hair. "Wow you are just miss specific today aren't you?" Stiles mumbles in disbelief.

Cassandra shoved his head back causing him to groan. "I'm not being specific because I don't want you to know." She tells him sharply. "Come on Cassie... you can trust me." He says softly as he grabs her hand.  "Well I can make things happen using my mind." She says softly. "Say that again?" Stiles says in disbelief. Cassandra sighed as she turned around and noticed a tissue box at the other end of the closet. She gently moved her finger causing it to fall onto the ground.

"Oh my God." Stiles mumbles frantcially as he looked at her in amazement. He paced back and forth in the small area of the closet. "Stiles..... please don't freak out." Cassandra pleaded with him. "What? Me? Why would I be freaking out? I'm totally fine." He lied as his voice cracked. "I knew you wouldn't understand." Cassandra huffed as she crossed her arms.

"Hey... I do understand and trust me I believe you." Stiles says softly as he grabs her hand gently and squeezes it. "So you aren't scared?" She asks him softly. "I think it's cool. I'm going to start calling you yoda from now on." Stiles says playfully. She shakes her head slightly as she groans. "How did you get these powers?" He asks her in disbelief.

"I don't know.... I just noticed that I was able to move stuff with my mind over the summer." She mumbles softly. Stiles ran a hand through his hair as his mind was racing. "I'll have to do some research so we can figure out what you are." Stiles tells her. "I don't understand why I have these powers though... I didn't know it was possible." She mumbles in disbelief. Stiles laughs as he looks down at her. "A lot of things don't make sense in this town like Scott being a werewolf." He mumbles softly. Cassandras jaw drops as she looks over at Stiles in shock.

"I was joking!" Stiles yells nervously. "I knew he was acting strange... oh my gosh he's a werewolf." Cassandra mumbles in disbelief. "You can't tell anyone about that." Stiles tells her sharply causing her to nod her head. The bell rang causing Cassandra to quickly open the closet causing Stiles to nearly fall over on top of her. His chest pressed against hers causing him to quickly take a step away from her. She started walking away as he followed close behind her. "Do you think it could be a genetic thing? Did your mom or dad have these type of powers?" Stiles asked her curiously. "My mom ran away before I even got to know her and my dad killed himself the next day." Cassandra replied in a soft tone. Stiles felt his breath get caught in his throat as he realizes he messed up.

"Sorry... I didn't mean to bring it up.. I was just wondering." Stiles tells her softly. "It's fine." She mumbles under breath. "Is your new powers why your hands look like death?" Stiles asks her playfully. "Yeah it's like the longer I don't use my powers the worse my hands look and feel... but the second I use my powers they go back to normal and then slowly start to get worse." She explains to him.

"Maybe it's like the build up of the power wanting to be released." Stiles suggests to her. She goes to open her locker and Stiles put his arm on the top of her locker and leaned against it. Cassandra tried not to notice how hot Stiles looked as a letter fell out of her locker. "What's that?" Stiles asked her curiously. She quickly picked it up and started to read it. "Just the letter my mom wrote for me before she ran away." Cassandra huffs. Stiles read the letter over her shoulder and quickly grabbed it out of her hands. "Hey.... ever heard of boundaries!" She yelled at him as she tried to grab it from him but he held it high above his head. "Your mother wrote this for you?" He asked her sharply.

"Yeah I already told you that." She replied sharply. "Holy shit!" Stiles mumbled in disbelief as he carefully read the note over and over again. "What?" Cassandra asked him in disbelief. He widened his eyes at the girl as he quickly placed the paper in front of her.

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Oooo what does the note say 👀

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