"The legend is that you need silver to kill a werewolf. The truth? You need an Argent."
Silver Argent didn't particularly like the idea of his family moving to a new town but he should be used to it. His twin sister Allison thought a new start would...
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"This is gonna be impossible, you know..." Scott says to Stiles. "Why don't you just ask him if you can borrow it?" Stiles asks him.
"How?"
"It's easy! You just say, "Hey, Silver, can I borrow your necklace to see if there's anything on it or in it that can lead me to an Alpha Werewolf that I need to kill in order to get back together with you?"" Stiles says sarcastically. "You're not helping." Scott mutters as he sighs.
"Why don't you just talk to him?" Stiles asks. "He won't talk to me! You don't understand the pain I'm putting him through, again. What if he, like only takes it off in the shower or something?" Scott sighs as he shakes his head.
"That's why you ease-- that's why you ease back into it, okay? Get back on the good side. Remind him of the good times. And then you ask for the necklace." Stiles says to him but stops when he notices Scott's far away look, "You're thinking about him the shower, aren't you?"
"...Yeah."
"Alright. Stay focused, okay? Get the necklace. Get the Alpha. Get cured. Get Silver. In that order. Got it?" Stiles said to him.
"Get the necklace."
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Scott walks into class jittery. He's fidgeting with his fingers, his palms damp with sweat, slightly bouncing on the heels of his feet. His soft brown eyes sweep the room before landing on Silver, who's sitting in the exact centre of the classroom. The boy immediately goes for the vacant seat next to Silver.
Just as he's about to put his books down on the desk, another stack of books almost takes his fingers off and he looks down with wide eyes to see Lydia looking back up at him smugly. "Try another row, sweetheart." She says snidely.
Scott looks extremely offended and infuriated as he clenches his jaw and drops his backpack into the seat behind Lydia. "Okay, class, let's settle down. Let's get our books out." The teacher calls out.
Scott leans towards the boy sitting diagonally in front of him. "Silver-" He whispers. "Hey. Class is starting." Silver says to him quietly. "I know, I'll shut up-- I just, um, I have some stuff on my phone that I wanted to send you. I thought you might like it." Scott tells him quietly and Silver shrugs before looking forward.
"All right, I'd like to return to our discussion from yesterday with a more in-depth analysis of Iago and the way in which he preyed upon Othello's jealousies."
Silver slowly pulls out his phone as he looks at Scott's text messages. The photos he sent are of the two over the past few months together. His heart starts to crack as he sees him and Scott being normal together and being happy. He quickly stands up with tears in his eyes as he walks to the door and glares at Scott before leaving the classroom.
"Silver—" Scott shouts following him and the two were alone in the hallway. "Why did you send me those? Are you trying to make me feel even worse for breaking up with you?" He asks tearfully.
