Touch | Lydia Martin

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"Magic mushrooms."

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"Wait, she ate the liver?" Scott asks in shock.

"Good for her." Charlotte nods.

"No, I didn't say she ate it, I said it was missing. And Arlo, no." Stiles shakes his head.

"So what if she ate a liver anyways, it's like, the most nutritious part of the body." Stiles shrugs.

"I never ate anyone's liver." Scott shakes his head.

"Yeah, nearly ripped out mine though." Charlotte nods, making Scott playfully roll his eyes at her.

"Yeah, because when it comes to werewolves, you're a real model of self control." Stiles smiles sarcastically, making Charlotte snicker.

"No, wait, hold on." Stiles stops Scott and Charlotte from walking, making the two supernaturals look at him curiously.

"You can be the test case for this, so we should be going over everything that happened to you." Stiles points at Scott.

"Sure you want him to go back through those memories?" Charlotte asks.

"Yeah, probably not the best idea..." Stiles trails.

"No, no. What do you mean?" Scott asks his best friend.

"What was going through your mind when you were turning? What were you drawn too?" Stiles asks the Beta.

"Gonna say Allison." Charlotte mutters.

"Allison." Scott nods in reply.

"Called it." Charlotte hums.

"Nothing else? Really?" Stiles asks incredulously.

"Nothing else mattered. But, wasn't Lydia with you before she was bitten?" Scott asks.

"She was looking at Arlo..." Stiles trails thoughtfully.

"Excuse me?" Charlotte asks, quickly turning to the human.

"But then she went looking for Jackson." Stiles sighs.

"Hang on, hang on, backtrack... she was looking at me?" Charlotte asks, making Stiles and Scott smirk at her knowingly.

"Oh, fuck off, you two." Charlotte scoffs, making the two boys chuckle.

The sound of a car skidding to a stop behind them takes the trio's attention elsewhere, making the three turn to see Jackson's Porsche.

Charlotte's eyebrows raise when she sees the scarf, sunglasses and a smug smirk he has on.

"Now, what the fuck is this?" Charlotte asks with a small snicker.

"Oh, what a prick." Stiles scoffs.

"Why is he acting more Jackson than usual?" Scott asks with a small grimace, watching as he throws a dollar at a homeless man.

"Douchebag." Scott, Stiles and Charlotte grumble simultaneously before they turn around and walk into the school.

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"Sign up, find the missing girl, you get an automatic "A" in my classes." Coach calls out, making the others cheer and sign up their names.

"Boo." A whisper comes from behind Stiles, making his arms flap around before they turn, seeing a laughing Charlotte.

"What the hell are you doing here? This is the boys locker room." Scott points out.

"I wanna help you interrogate Jackson." Charlotte replies like it's obvious.