Touch | Lydia Martin

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"Dude, what the fuck- get off of me!"

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"Have any of you guys seen Jackson anywhere?" Stiles asks his two best friends.

Only to double take at Charlotte's attire.

"Please, don't ask." Charlotte tells him in advance, but Stiles still looks at her in shock.

"I can't even ask about the make up-" Stiles goes to ask.

"No." Charlotte cuts off his question with an answer.

"Have either of you seen Allison?" Scott asks them with a stressed expression.

"No." Stiles and Charlotte shake their heads.

"But we should probably find her and tell her what we found." Stiles adds.

"I'm still not sure what we found..." Scott trails sheepishly.

"Well, me and Arlo- Arlo?" Stiles asks, following her line of sight to the full moon.

"Sorry... carry on." Charlotte tells him, looking away from the moon towards Stiles.

"We figured out that it has something to do with water. All the victims were on the swim team and we saw how the Kanima acted around the pool." Stiles rambles, making Charlotte nod in agreement.

"So, whoever's controlling the Kanima really hates the swim team..." Scott trails, the two boys slowly turning towards Charlotte.

"Wow, you guys got me. Well done for figuring it out." Charlotte smiles sarcastically, sending the two a thumbs up.

"So... it's you-" Scott starts.

"It's not me. Honestly... I love you guys, but you two are dumbasses." Charlotte nods at them with a blank face.

"You love us?" Scott asks with a smirk.

"Well, I'd actually get off my ass and do stuff for you guys... so, I kinda have too." Charlotte nods.

"It's progress." Stiles nods.

"And, by the way, I don't hate the swim team, I hate Jackson... who I haven't punched in a while." Charlotte hums, nodding to herself as she speaks.

"That doesn't matter because this person specifically hates the 2006 swim team and I don't think you were even in Beacon Hills in 2006." Stiles points out, making Charlotte shrug.

"Can't be arsed to do the math... I fucking hate math." Charlotte grumbles, crossing her arms over her chest.

"It could be another teacher, or it could have been a student back then... who are we missing though? Who or what haven't we thought of?" Stiles asks.

"It could be a student in our year? What happened to your Matt theory?" The Lynx asks Stiles.

"He's number one on my list." Stiles nods, pointing at Charlotte.

"Okay, Jackson's not here." Allison sighs as she walks up to the three.

"Yeah, no one's here." Stiles nods, smirking when he sees Charlotte look Allison up and down.

"Holy shit, you're hot." Charlotte raises her eyebrows at Allison.

"You're hot too." Allison smirks at her.

"Can we not steal my girlfriend?" Scott speaks up, looking between the two girls.

"Don't get scared just because I can easily do it." Charlotte smirks at the beta, who just sends her a glare.