Touch | Lydia Martin

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"A for effort."

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"So, did you get the necklace?" Stiles asks as himself, Scott and Charlotte sit at one of the tables in a cafeteria.

"Not really..." Scott trails awkwardly.

"What did you do, dumbass?" Charlotte asks, picking up a chip from her plate.

"I might have done something that wasn't meant to be the way it was... and now she doesn't want me to speak to her... ever again." Scott sighs, making Stiles and Charlotte look at him blankly.

"A for effort." Charlotte shrugs, taking a bite of her chip.

"So, she's not giving you the necklace-?" Stiles starts to ask.

"No, she's not giving me the necklace." Scott snaps, putting his head in his hands.

"Okay, did you find anything else out?" Stiles asks him.

"No, other than the fact that girls are completely psychotic." Scott stresses, leaning back in his seat.

As if just realising what he just said, Stiles and Scott quickly turn to Charlotte, who purses her lips at them.

"I would say something, but then I'd just be proving your point. So, I'm just gonna say, okay." Charlotte nods, smiling at Scott, who smiles back at her.

"Okay, good news, I came up with a plan B in case this shit happened." Stiles tells him.

"Which is?" Scott asks him.

"Just steal the stupid thing." Stiles shrugs in reply.

"No. I can't do that. She'll hate me even more. Can't we try and get to Harris?" Scott asks hopefully.

"Can't, he's on twenty four hour protective detail thanks to my dad. So, the necklace is all we have." Stiles shakes his head.

"It's always the way." Charlotte sighs.

"So, just steal it. Thank you very much." Stiles smiles at him best friend, who is looking right behind Charlotte.

"What's wrong?" Charlotte asks him in concern.

"He's watching us." Scott mutters.

"Who?" Stiles and Charlotte ask.

"Jackson." Scott replies.

Suddenly, Scott straightens up, his head leaning to the side a little.

"What's the matter with you?" Stiles asks.

"It's Jackson, he's speaking to me." Scott replies, making Charlotte quickly focus on her hearing.

"Please look at me, talk to me, act natural." Scott looks between the two, who look at him with wide eyes.

"Pretending to not hear me, Scott?" Jackson's whisper fills Charlotte's ear, making the Lynx shiver in disgust.

"One of you just say something, talk to me." Scott whisper yells at them.

"I can't think of anything, my mind is completely blank." Stiles shakes his head.

"Yeah, I've got nothing either." Charlotte shakes her head.

"You two have nothing to talk- I normally can't get the two of you to shut up!" Scott looks at them with wide eyes.

"We're under pressure." Stiles argues.

"It's not nice." Charlotte shakes her head.

"And besides, he's not even sitting with them anymore." Stiles tells him, making the Beta quickly turn to look behind Charlotte again.