𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 | ❝ can't hold myself responsible so I blame the metaphysical ❞
OR
Juliet Crawford has blended into the background her whole life but might now just be finding herself front and center when a whole new world is uncovered. Oh, and...
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(o6.) WOLFSBANE
Juliet followed closely behind Stiles and Scott as they walked into Beacon Hills Hospital. Scott's idea was to get a scent off the bottom half of the body, hoping that could help connect whether or not the blood he was smelling was from the same person or not.
Juliet didn't really see how that all would work, but she figured why not as she wasn't the one who recently developed the keen sense of smell.
"Hey." Stiles spoke, pointing toward the door of the morgue. "Okay." Scott responded, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. He moved towards the door and Stiles shrugged, watching. "Good luck, I guess." Juliet smirked. "Don't die." Scott chuckled nervously. "Thank you for that."
Juliet then followed Stiles slightly until they both caught the eye of Lydia, who was obviously waiting for Jackson. Juliet watched as Stiles' legs went sort of limp, the boy having to grab the front desk of the hospital to stabilize himself. "Oh my god." Stiles whispered to himself as Juliet rolled her eyes, leaning against the same desk.
For some odd reason, Stiles gained some confidence and moved to lean an arm against the wall. "Hey, Lydia. You probably don't remember me. Um, I sit behind you in Biology." Lydia just twirled her hair as she just looked at Stiles. "Um, anyway, I always thought that we just had this kind of connection. You know— unspoken, of course. Maybe I'd be kind of cool to... uh... get to know each other a little better." Stiles poured out.
Lydia shook her head, moving her hair to show an earpiece in. "Hold on, give me a second." She turned to Stiles. "Uh—yeah, I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?" Stiles chuckled awkwardly. "Uh, heh... no. Sorry." He awkwardly moved away from her as she scoffed dryly. "I'll just sit... you don't care."
"Okay." Lydia responded, an annoyed smile playing on her lips. Juliet went to move to sit down next to Stiles, but was unluckily stopped by Lydia. "Hey. I know you... you're Gwens sister, right?"
Juliet stopped herself from rolling her eyes, nodding slightly. "Yup. You've been coming over to my house since we were like 6." Lydia chuckled a bit, nodding. "Cool."
Juliet, not waiting to see if the strawberry blonde had anything else to say, moved away and took her seat next to Stiles. He just looked at her shocked, not understanding how she was able to blow off the Lydia Martin.
"Keep it open any longer Stiles and flys will fly in." Juliet commented, picking at her nails. Stiles closed his mouth, slumping down in his seat as the two now waited for Scott in silence.
A bit later, Stiles stared as Lydia talked to Jackson, something Juliet was not paying attention to. But the boy next to her was as he watched Lydia and Jackson kiss before walking off. Before Scott was suddenly standing before the two, taking away the magazine Stiles had been trying to read.
