Teen Witch; Stiles Stilinski [1]

EPISODE 8 CHAPTER 16

Cassie opened up her locker only to have confetti pop out and everywhere on the inside being decorated with "Happy Birthday" every where.

"Definitely should've expected this," she muttered before picking off the confetti off her clothes.

"Oh my god," Em said as she walked towards Cassie. "You look like a birthday cake just threw up on you."

"Basically, yeah, a birthday cake did throw up on me."

"Speaking of birthdays, here. My present to you," she said, holding out a square, black velvet box with gold lining.

"Em, you really didn't have to get me anything."

"It's your sweet 16! Usually at this time of age..."

"If I open this and find a pack of condoms in it, I'm going to kill you."

"I was just gonna say weird things happen, but yeah, technically you're correct too."

"What do you mean by "weird things happen"?"

"Elena Gilbert was 16 when Stefan came into her life. And then Bella Swan, etcetera."

"I thought Bella was 17?"

"I assumed she was 16. Anyways, open your present."

She sighed before grabbing the box and opening it up. Her jaw dropped when she saw what it was.

"Is this?"

"Elena Gilbert's vervain necklace? Yes, yes it is."

"Em, I love it. Thank you so much." She closed the box and pulled Em in for a hug. They pulled away when Em needed to get to class.

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Coach came into the boys locker room, looking around to see if everyone was dressed.

"All right girls, you can come in!"

Both Em and Cassie peeked in the locker room to make sure it was actually safe before actually going in.

Coach blew his whistle before continuing to talk. "All right geniuses, listen up. Due to the recent pinkeye epidemic, thank you Greenberg, the following people have made first line on a probationary basis, emphasis on the word "probationary." Rodriguez. Welcome to first line. Taylor, and uh...

... For the love of crap. I can't even read my own writing. What is that, an S? No, no, not an S. That's a... That's a... That's a B. That's a B, that's definitely a B. Rodriguez, Taylor and... Bilinski."

Cassie's attention was caught when she heard the last name. Apparently, so was Stiles. He stood up from the bench and started cheering really loud. Cassie smiled and rolled her eyes at his dorkiness.

"Bilinski."

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

"Yes sir," he replied, sitting back down on the bench.

"Stiles."

"It's Biles. Call me Biles, or I swear to God, I'll kill you."

"Another thing. From here on out, immediately, we're switching to co-captains. Congratulations McCall and Williams."

Cassie jaw dropped and she looked at Em who had the same expression.

"Congratulations!" She squealed, pulling Em into a hug and rocking them back and forth.

Jackson stepped forward. "What?"

"What do you mean, what? Jackson, this takes nothing away from you. This is about combining separate strengths into one unit. This is about taking your unit, McCall's unit, Williams' unit. We're making one big unit. McCall, Williams, it's you guys and Jackson now. Everybody else, asses on the field. Asses on the field!"