𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 ━━ LYDIA MARTIN

63

"WELL, WELL, WELL—" Lydia began as she walked in the school alongside Reid with Scott, Stiles and Allison following them, "look who's no longer the crazy one."

"We're not crazy!" Allison exclaimed earning a sarcastic response from the strawberry blonde, "hallucinating? Sleep paralysis? Yeah, you guys are fine."

"We did die and come back to life..." Scott spoke, unsure of his own words, "that's gotta have some side effects, right?"

"Right," Reid muttered, "I do know a good mental hospital if you need—"

"— We keep an eye on each other, okay?" Stiles began, looking at Reid and Lydia pointedly, "and you two, stop enjoying this so much."

"We're not," Lydia replied for the both of them earning a sigh from Stiles as he grabbed Reid's and Scott's hands, dragging them to their first class of the day.

**

"Good morning, everyone," Ken spoke up, addressing the students as he stood in front of the class, "my name is Mr. Yukimura. I'll be taking over for your previous history teacher. My family and I moved here three weeks ago. I'm sure, by now, you all know my daughter, Kira?...Or, you might not, since she's never actually mentioned anyone from school... Or brought a friend home, for that matter..." A loud thud at the back grabbed everyone's attention.

Reid turned his head to look at the girl who looked rather awkward. "Either way, there she is!" Ken smiled, "now, let's begin with American history at the turn of the 20th century."

Reid's eyes fell on Scott who was still staring at Kira with a smile on hi face. He cleared his throat making Scott snap out of his daze, looking at him with his eyes widened. Reid smirked in response as he whispered, "got a little crush already?"

"Shut up," Scott whispered back, his eyes falling on the ground as he saw the shadow of a werewolf making his eyes widen in shock.

Reid frowned and followed his line of sight only to see him staring at the ground. "Dude," he whispered, "are you okay?"

"I—" Scott paused, keeping his eyes fixed on the ground, "do you see that?"

"The ground?" Reid asked back sarcastically, "yeah. What are you seeing?"

"A... Creature." Scott breathed out, shaking his head, "never mind, it's that hallucinating thing. It'll pass."

"Yeah, stop looking at the ground, you look like a crazy guy."

"Whatever," Scott mumbled, bringing his eyes back to the teacher as Reid did. Soon enough, the class was over and Reid found himself standing near Scott and Stiles's locker with them as they spoke about the hallucinations.

"Maybe we need a little more time to get to normal?" Scott asked, nervous about the whole thing.

"Yeah, try not to forget—" Stiles paused, "— we hit the reset button on a supernatural beacon for supernatural creatures. There's a pretty good chance things are never going back to normal."

"Yeah," Scott muttered as his ears caught someone speaking and he couldn't stop himself from listening. Reid noticed his attention was elsewhere so he decided to eavesdrop as well.

"I thought you said you wanted to make friends?" Ken asked Kira who let out as exasperated sigh, "not like that!"

"You said you wanted to be noticed!" Ken retorted earning a groan from her, "I could set myself on fire and be noticed!"

"Well, then you'd be dead..." Ken muttered as Kira nodded sarcastically, completely embarrassed by what happened, "exactly!"

"So, I'm pretty sure Scott's got a crush on that girl," Reid turned to Stiles who raised his brows, looking at Scott in amusement, "oh, do you now?"

"I mean..." Scott trailed off, "no! What? No! I barely know her. What the—"

"— Oh dude, your eyes!" Stiles exclaimed, looking at Scott's eyes which were now red.

"What the hell are you doing?" Reid questioned frantically, glancing around to see if anyone was looking at him, "stop it."

"Stop what?" Scott asked, sounding more confused than ever.

"Your eyes!" Stiles exclaimed, "they're starting to glow!"

"What, you mean, like, right now?" Scott asked, getting anxious as Stiles nodded, "yes, right now! Stop! Stop it!"

Scott closed his eyes for a second and opened them, "I can't— I can't control it."

"All right, keep your head down," Reid glanced at Stiles who was quick to react as he lowered Scott's head and kept it down, "look down, come on."

Reid took them to some empty classroom where Stiles was quick to let go of Scott and Reid closed the door.

"Get back away from me!" Scott exclaimed at his friends, his werewolf face coming out.

"Scott, it's okay..." Stiles was cut off by a panicked Scott, "I don't know what's going to happen. Get back!"

"Stay back," Reid grabbed Stiles by the shoulder to prevent him from going further and carefully pushed him behind.

Scott let out a low growl, his claws coming out as he dug them into his palm, drawing blood. After a while, he calmed down and his face returned back to normal. He looked up at them, "pain makes you human."

"Scott, this isn't just in our heads," Stiles began, panicking as well, "this is real. And it's starting to get bad for me, too... I'm not just having nightmares-- I'm having dreams where I have to literally scream myself awake. And sometimes, I'm not even sure if I'm actually ever waking up."

"What do you mean?"

"You know how you can tell you're dreaming?" Stiles questioned to which Reid answered, "you can't read in dreams."

"Exactly," Stiles nodded, taking a deep breath, "more and more, the past few days, I've been having trouble reading. It's like I can't see the words— I can't put the letters in order."

"What about now?" Reid questioned, his brows furrowing at Stiles, "can you read?"

Stiles looked at the posters, a deep frown appearing on his face as his breathing picked up. He shook his head, "I can't read a thing."