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❝ 𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧. 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬? ❞
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𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑺 𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑼𝑻𝒀, 𝑾𝑬 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑺 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏
❛ 'cause i'm with you tonight ❜
"𝐿𝐸𝑇'𝑆 𝐺𝑂! 𝐼 𝐻𝐴𝑉𝐸 an announcement! Gather 'round!" Coach yelled to all of the boys in the locker room. Stiles and Scott were still mostly focused on Juno and her whereabouts, which luckily was the focus of this little gathering before practice.
Everyone gathered around Coach as he began his speech. "Listen up, police are asking for help on a missing child advisory. I'll just cut to the chase and tell you that it's Juno Beckett. Now, let me make myself very clear: Juno is my favourite lacrosse player and my favourite student and if she is not found, I will be taking my anger out on all of you. It is supposed to get below forty degrees tonight. I don't know about you, but the last time it was that cold and I was running around god knows where, I lost a testicle to exposure! I don't want the same happening to Juno since she is more of a man than any of you will ever be. So, the police are organizing search parties for tonight. Sign up, find Juno, you get an automatic 'A' in my classes."
Everyone began to line up to sign up to help find Juno while Scott and Stiles had moved Jackson over near the showers so they could talk to him somewhat privately. Jackson already knew what this was going to be about since the third musketeer wasn't with them. "If Juno wants to take a psycho hike in the woods, why should I care?"
"Because we have a pretty good idea that she might be...you know...turning." Scott informed, but Jackson was incredibly confused. "Turning?"
"Yeah...Turning." Scott repeated impatiently, but Jackson's expression was still one of loss. "Into...?"
"A unicorn. What do you think, dumbass?" Stiles insulted with sarcasm, him having to take on the responsibility of being extra rude to Jackson since Juno wasn't around. "Well, I think that if Juno's turning, she's not the only one that's gonna need help."
"What do you mean?" Scott questioned with furrowed eyebrows. Jackson scoffed. "Wow, you really are as dumb as I tell people you are, McCall. She's your best friend, I mean, have you ever seen Juno play lacrosse? As much as I hate to admit it, she's insanely good. She's never even played at her best. Since I usually get body-checked by her the most, believe me, she's freaky strong and freaky skilled. What do you think someone as strong, tempered and athletic as Juno is gonna do with a set of real claws?"
