PART 3

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It was night

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It was night. Stiles and I were walking through the locker rooms.

"Get your ass down here now. We have a job to do." He spoke talking on the phone with Scott and I chuckled. "We do this for Coach"

"We do this to coach." I corrected and he clicked his tongue.

"Whatever, okay? You know, he needs this. He lives for this stuff. He loves it." Stiles replied and U rolled my eyes smiling.

Stiles opened one locker and I opened the other taking out stuff for our little prank.

"12:15 actually. Which means it's after midnight and officially Mischief Night/Day." Stiles spoke.

"And, by perfectly funny and awesome coincidence, it's coach's birthday too." I added and Stiles smiled.

"Si if you're not down here in five seconds, I will destroy you. Okay? And I mean five, four, three, two..." He counted.

We turned around and Scott appeared out of nowhere. His eyes were glowing red.

Stiles and I screamed and he grabbed my arm. We both lost our balance and hit the ground quickly. I fell on top of Stiles.

"One." Scott smiled.

"I hate you." Stiles groaned.

"Idiot." I spoke still on the floor.

[...]

Stiles and I saw the twins arrive and stand in front of Scott.

We both walked towards them.

"You're back in school?" Scott asked them.

"Ethan." I called him.

He looked at me and smiled. We high-fived.

"Aiden." I looked at him and we bumped our fists.

"My favorite Martin." Ethan ruffled my hair.

"You're brother doesn't agree on that." I spoke and Aiden chuckled. "Are you guys back?" I asked smiling.

"No, just to talk." Ethan replied and I sighed.

"Oh. That's kind of a change of pace for you guys. Seeing as how usually, you're just hurting, maiming and killing." Stiles spoke.

"You need a pack. We need an Alpha." Aiden spoke looking at Scott.

"Yeah. Absolutely no. That's hilarious though." Stiles spoke sarcastic and I hit his arm.

"When we asked them for help they helped us immediately." I defended them and they nodded.

"You beat his face into a bloody pulp. That's not helping. In my opinion, that's actually counterproductive." Stiles contradicted me.

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