Spy || Derek Hale
When the trouble trio went to look out for the dead body in the woods at night, Stiles gets caught from his father (Sheriff Stilinski) and gets driven off at home. Meanwhile, Hazel's brother was left without him and got caught by b...
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BOTH SCOTT AND HATEL WERE IN HIS ROOM, TALKING ABOUT SCOTT THAT WAS OVER AT DEREK'S A COUPLE MINUTES AGO.
That's when Stiles barged in. "What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it? And, yes, I've had a lot of Adderall, so..."
"I found something of Derek Hale's." Scott said.
"Are you kidding? What?"
"There's something buried there— I could smell blood." Scott said as he looked back down to his lacrosse that Derek had scratched.
"That's awesome! I mean, that's terrible. Whose blood?" Stiles asked.
Scott stood up in front of him. "I don't know. But when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing. Because there's no way I'm not playing that game."
Scott threw the lacrosse on the bed next to Hazel that sat there as the two walked out while Hazel had a bad feeling in her stomach.
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The three walked into the hospital as Stiles pointed at the door. "Hey." the siblings looked over.
"Okay." Scott answered before he walked in.
"Good luck, I guess." Stiles said wren Scott walked in and Hazel waited with Stiles to the info.
"Oh my God." Stiles whispered with his hand running up and down his face as Hazel furrowed her brows and looked up to see Lydia sitting there on the seats.
Great.
Stiles nervously decided to move in front of her to where she was faced and leaned his hand against the wall.
"Hey, Lydia. You probably don't remember me. Um, I sit behind you in biology. Uh, anyway, I always thought that we just had this kind of connection. Unspoken, of course. Maybe it'd be kind of cool to, get to know each other little better." Stiles said.
"Hold on, give me a second." Lydia pulled out her stick from her ear and looked at Stiles as she smiled. "Yeah, I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?"
Hazel from leaning on the info table made an 'O' shape on her mouth as she quickly looked away to hide the embarrassment.
Stiles scoffed nervously. "No. Sorry. I'll just sit. You don't care." Stiles sat down on the other side with a magazine that was about...
