𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 → 𝐒. 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐎𝐍𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐎𝐍𝐄
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒.  Everyone was shouting, laughing, running, stumbling, freaking out.  The sound of sirens on police cars was nearing the Martin home, as were the possibilities of being held for questioning and sobriety tests if the McCall siblings, Stiles, and Spencer didn't get out of there as fast as possible.  The quartet was one of the last groups out of the home, talking over one another as they tried to formulate a plan for what to do next with their new information.  Somehow, they decided to regroup at the Stilinski house to gather their minds and figure out what to do without the police breathing down their necks.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎Kat disbanded from the boys to grab her personal items from Lydia's room before leaving the house, deciding to snag a change of clothes and shoes from Lydia before she left.  If the night was going to go south like she thought it would, she didn't want to be in a skimpy dress and four-inch heels.  Kat had managed to sneak past the police crowding Lydia's yard and make it to her car at the end of the driveway, but she stopped there.  A folded piece of paper was stuck under a windshield wiper, a daunting feeling there with it.  Kat didn't like it, nor did she like the idea of wasting more time than they already had by stopping to read a mysterious letter, so she pocketed the paper and jumped into her car before speeding away.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎The boys were gathered on the porch as they waited for Kat, and the McCall girl was mumbling apologies as she joined them. "I know, I'm sorry.  Narrowly avoided a sobriety test, but I'm here.  So what's the plan?"

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎"We just gotta convince my dad that Matt's the killer.  That might be tough to do.  The station was working on arresting Harris today; they found evidence of his car at three of the murders." Stiles said, pulling his house keys out of his pockets and crossing to the home's front door. "I've got the yearbooks and transcripts in my room, so you guys go get that, and I'll wake up my dad."

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎The quartet moved through the house, Stiles breaking off from Kat, Scott, and Spencer to head to his dad's room while the trio went to Stiles'.  The three teens were silent as they searched Stiles' room for the yearbooks and transcripts, setting each one they found on Stiles' desk.  Noah and Stiles entered a few minutes later, Noah running a hand down his face as he tried to wake himself up.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎Stiles immediately jumped into a wild explanation about how they knew Matt was the actual killer behind each murder.  He had picked up a red marker as he flipped through the pages of each yearbook and transcript, underlining important details and crossing out people they had ruled out as the killer, finally ending his rant by circling Matt's freshman yearbook picture several times.