Touch | Lydia Martin

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"I dunno whether to say sorry or cheer."

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"You're not following me around. I need to talk to Stiles and tell him everything that happened last night. Without you two." Scott tells the twins.

"No." Aiden scoffs.

"Yes." Charlotte hums from next to Scott, making Ethan and Aiden jump in fright.

"We're the fuck did you come from?" Ethan asks his friend.

"The Grand Canyon where I finally tried and ate that stupid bird." Charlotte replies, making Scott high five her in triumph.

"What?" Aiden asks her incredulously.

"Have a bit of imagination, Joe Goldberg." Charlotte scoffs, making Aiden roll his eyes.

"Why are you two following him anyways?" Charlotte asks the twins with furrowed eyebrows.

"Because of the shadow ninjas that kicked our asses last night." Aiden replies like it's obvious.

"They kicked your asses last night?" Charlotte asks quietly, making the ex-alphas look at her blankly.

"We're going with you." Ethan tells Scott.

"No. You're not and I don't want either of you listening in. No wolf hearing." Scott tells them.

"How would you even know?" Aiden asks with a small scoff.

"I'm a True Alpha, you have no idea what I can do." Scott smirks.

"He can roll over for a beta." The Lynx mumbles.

"Arlo, I swear..." Scott starts, making Charlotte quickly run away and laugh.

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"Then she starts talking about phosphors. They key having chemicals on it, right? So that made me think about the chemistry closet and the fact that someone had to let Barrow in..." Stiles trails, the three walking towards the classroom.

"Philosophers? As in the Philosophers Stone? Is this some Harry Potter type villain? Can I be friends with them?" Charlotte asks, looking between her two best friends.

"No being friends with the villain, Arlo." Scott shakes his head, patting Charlotte's shoulder twice as they walk into the classroom.

"That's disappointing." The Lynx mumbles.

"It's gone." Stiles speaks up in confusion, making Scott and Charlotte look towards the board to see it no writing or numbers.

"It's wizardry. You sure Harry Potter isn't here to kill us?" Charlotte asks Scott, who sends her an amused look.

"Okay, it doesn't matter. I still have the key-" Stiles starts before he looks through his keys, his eyes widening after a few moments.

"I swear I had it. It was right here this morning- I swear to god it was here this morning." Stiles tells his best friend anxiously.

"The key you were talking about last night?" Scott asks Stiles.

"Oh, I remember you talking about that yesterday- you see, I was listening to a conversation, just not yours." Charlotte turns to Scott with a hum, making the alpha playfully roll his eyes and gently slap the back of her head.

"Whore. I'm not buying you any Scooby snacks anymore." Charlotte grumbles, rubbing the back of her head.

"I showed it to you last night, right?" Stiles asks the werewolf.