Touch | Lydia Martin

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"What in the confused Arlo?"

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"Okay, listen up! Everybody! If anyone catches the slightest glimpse of Stilinski, you contact the first teacher you see, got it?" Coach asks them.

"Yes, Coach." The team nods, Scott glancing at Charlotte, who is laying on one of the benches, glaring at the twins.

"Didn't you forgive us?" Ethan furrows his eyebrows at the Lynx, but Charlotte just keeps looking at them angrily.

"Charlotte? Cat Noir? KitKat? Mufasa? Tigger? Garfield? Cheshire Cat? Cat in the Hat? Tom? Hello Kitty- fucking answer me goddamn it." Aiden lists frantically, making Ethan turn to him weirdly.

But Charlotte just stays silent, still glaring, and still not moving.

"Are we about to die?" Ethan asks Aiden quietly.

"I hope not. I don't wanna die." Aiden shakes his head, the twins still looking at the Lynx.

Scott looks between the three in amusement, knowing what Charlotte is about to say.

"Why the fuck did I wake up here?" Charlotte asks thoughtfully, making the twins let out a sigh of relief.

"We thought you were about to kill us." Ethan huffs.

"That's what I forgot to do the other day... thanks for reminding me Wolfie number one." Charlotte hums, sending the ex-alpha a small smile.

"What?" Aiden and Ethan ask in panic.

"Why are you two in here? Neither of you play LacCrosse." Scott asks with furrowed eyebrows.

"Please tell me you're not stalking us. I can't deal with that shit again." Charlotte sends her childhood friends a look.

"Just realised that there's been no Stiles and no demonic ninjas." Aiden shrugs.

"Also, things are getting too quiet." Ethan adds.

"Yup, we've noticed." Charlotte nods, going back to staring at the ceiling.

"It's making me nervous too." Scott nods.

"I'm just ready for him to pop out of no where. Imagine if Stiles is in the school right now?" Charlotte suggests, making Scott dramatically drop his head to look down at her.

"I want my bed, Ice Cream and Lydia." The Lynx mumbles tiredly, making Scott playfully roll his eyes.

Suddenly, the four wince when they hear an emitter turn on, Charlotte quickly sitting up and looking up at the three werewolves.

"Great. Didn't wanna hear anyways." The Lynx grumbles.

"So, you guys hear that too?" Ethan asks, looking between the three others.

"I dunno what the fuck you're on about. You hearing things?" Charlotte asks Ethan curiously.

"It's an emitter. One of Argent's." Scott nods.

"Oh, yeah. That means death to supernaturals. And guess what we are?" Charlotte asks.

"Supernaturals?" Ethan and Aiden ask.

"Nope. Brooms." Charlotte shakes her head, dramatically rolling off the bench before she walks out of the locker room to follow the sound.

Scott, Ethan and Aiden quickly follow after her, making sure she doesn't walk into a death trap.

"Anyone know where it's coming from? I have no sense of direction." Charlotte asks when she senses the three werewolves behind her.

"It's coming from the basement." Aiden nods, making the four walk towards the basement.