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Samara sits in the back of the library as she draws in her notebook. As she sketches she feels a presence in front of her. Looking up she sees one person who annoys her the most.
Stiles Stilinksi.
As he sits there with a smile on his face the Gray teen stares at him, a blank look on her face. "Can I help you?"
"Yeah you can. Scott told me how you made some of the hunters fly in the air without doing anything. So I was wondering what you are and how you did that. Also if you can help Scott and I with the whole supernatural thing seeing as your apart of it. Also-" he's cut off by her.
"Stop talking." she glares at him making the teen immediately shut his mouth. "Now leave before I cut you tongue out." she threatens making him quickly stand up and hurry of, stumbling into people on his way out.
She watches as he runs in fear with a smirk on her face as she giggles.
A couple hours later school ended and Samara left immediately going to her new job, a tattoo parlor. She's been there many times before to get some of her tattoos that she has now.
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After work the Gray teen walks out of the building to see Derek Hale standing by her car. "What do you want?" she blankly asks.
"Want to come help scare Scott?" Derek asks making Samara nod and get in her car, the werewolf getting in after her.
Once she makes it to the McCall house the two get out of her car and make their way towards his room, the duo climbing onto his roof before sneaking in his room. As they hide Scott gets on his computer and starts to talk to Stiles.
"What'd you find out?"
"Well, it's bad. Jackson's got a separated shoulder." Stiles answers.
"Because of me?" Scott asks.
"Because he's a tool." Stiles says from the computer making Samara nod.
"But is he gonna play?" Scott asks.
"Well, they don't know yet. Now they're just counting on you for Saturday." Stiles tells him before pausing and typing something.
"What? It looks like what? Come on. Damn it." Scott says before he sees the full message. "What?" turning around he's met with Derek and Samara.
Derek grabs Scott's shirt collar and slams him against the wall. "I saw you on the field."
"Wha - what are you talking about?" Scott stumbles over his words.
"You shifted in front of them! If they find out what you are, they find out about me. About all of us. And then it's not just the hunters after us, it's everyone."
