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The next day.
At school, Dylan was walking to his first class, only to bump into a short girl.
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Sounds so cringy. "Oh! I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention" She frantically apologised, looking a little intimidated by the Hale hybrid. "It's cool. You're new, right?" He asks her, gaining a shy smile and small nod from her. "Yeah, I'm Kira" She introduces, holding her hand out. "Dylan Hale" He introduces back, shaking her hand as her eyes widen. "Wait. The Dylan Hale?" She gasps, surprised, making him chuckle in amusement. "Yeah" The Hale boy answers. "Wow. I've heard a bit about you. No one ever mentioned you were this good looking" Kira says, suddenly mortified at what she just said. "Thanks" Dylan smirked. "Hey, uh... I don't normally do this, but... Do you... Do you have plans tonight?" She asks him, nervously.
Dylan gave her sympathetic smile, knowing she was knew and obviously shy and trying to make friends. "Look, I'm flattered, but I have a girlfriend. Sorry" Dylan tells her, gently as he nods behind her, making her turn her head, seeing Erica stood on the other side of the hallway, arms crossed over her chest with a murderous glare. "Oh. I'm sorry. Of course you do" Kira whispers, slightly sad. "But I can still be your friend if you want" He offers, hoping to lighten her mood a bit. "Sure" She agrees with a slight nod. "Catch you later" He says, walking towards Erica, giving her a loving kiss, before they head off to their classes.
In history class, Scott and Stiles were telling Allison about the den they found, supposedly belonging to a werecoyote, possibly the missing girl, Malia Tate. "Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the trail" Stiles says, showing them his tablet that had maps displayed.
Just then, to their surprise, Dylan walked in.
They didn't expect him to show up. "Well, well, well, look who finally decided to show up" Stiles comments, sarcastically. "Shut it, Stilinski. I'm only here because Erica wanted to be here and Lily told me about all the crap you guys are going through. Sue me for being curious" Dylan states, crossing his arms over his chest. "Anyway, I heard you mention a werecoyote? Never seen or met one, but I've heard of them. Like werewolves, they embrace their animal nature. If you really went to this one's den, they'll smell it before they even get near it and refuse to even look at it, let alone step paw in it. Coyotes don't like wolves, wolves don't like coyotes. Common knowledge" The hybrid informs them. "He's right. And they're really smart. If they don't wanna be found, they actually walk on their toes" Allison added, factually. "Coyotes tiptoe?" Stiles asks, disbelieved. "They tiptoe" The Argent girl confirms.
