𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 : 𝐀𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 ✔

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"Idioms, analogies, metaphors, and similes... All tools the writer uses to tell their story." Jennifer Blake explained as she walked around the benches. She stopped at Lydia's when she saw her drawing a tree.

"Lydia, I wasn't aware you had so many hidden talents...?" she smiled, to which Lydia sarcastically replied, "You and every guy I've ever dated." making Chloe snort.

"Oh. Um, well, that was an idiom, by the way..." she walked around again, "Idioms are something of a secret to the people who know the language or the culture. They're phrases that only make sense if you know key words. Saying "jump the gun" is meaningful only if you know about the starting gun in a race. Or, a phrase like, "seeing the whole board..."

Making Stiles mutter an answer, "Like chess."

"That's right, Stiles. Do you play?" she asked.

Stiles shook his head, "Uh, no. My father does."

Stiles wasn't in a good mood, as they had just found yet another body. Tara, someone who worked with Stilinski in the precinct. She had been around almost his whole life. Stiles wished he could predicted or tried to stop it. He wanted to find the person who was sacrificing people asap.

Miss Blake started talking awkwardly again, "Now, when does an idiom become a cliché...?" but Chloe had already zoned her out, as she heard Scott saying something.

"I think I can get to Ethan. I'm pretty sure I can make him talk." Scott told them.

Stiles looked at his bestfriend, "What do you want to do that for?"

"The Druids are Emissaries, right? So, what if the Darach was an Emissary to the Alphas?"

Stiles who seemed overwhelmed started, "Okay, first of all, I cannot believe we've gotten to the point where a sentence like, "What if the Darach was an Emissary to the Alphas?" actually makes sense to me."

"Are you trying to say the Darach was with the Alphas but they screwed up, and now it wants revenge."

Stiles nodded, "and second of all, we're gonna have a huge problem getting to Ethan."

"What's that?" Scott asked.

"Going through Aiden." he told them.

"Ever since he's been back at school, they're always together. How are we gonna separate them again?" Scott looked at Stiles, and it hit them. Stiles and Scott looked at Chloe together.

"No-"

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Chloe did not want to be here. She did not want to talk to him. But she had to stall him.

"I knew you liked me." Aiden smirked at her.

Oh, how she wanted to punch him, "I don't like you."

"You said, and I quote 'I never want to talk or see your murderer face again' and now here we are. You talking to me."

Chloe rolled her eyes, "I am here so that you can explain."

"Explain what."

"Explain why you helped them kill Boyd. You seem to be running behind me, screaming 'I have an explanation'  So tell me. Try to explain yourself."

Chloe leaned against the table in Coach's room and Aiden sighed, "I- trust me. We had no choice. We have to listen to them."

"No choice? Bullshit! there's always options." she shouted.