ᴛᴏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ɪɴ ᴄᴀʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴛᴏᴡɴ ʙᴀʀꜱ
ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴅʀᴇᴡ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍʏ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ
ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴍ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴ'.
in which the sarcastic and emotional girl falls for the true alpha and everyone realizes it but them.
"i vant to suck your blood."
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·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒
A few weeks ago, I had joined the track team. I wanted to join some type of extracurricular, and Beacon Hills High doesn't have all that many. I almost chose the swim team instead, but after Matt and the Kanima, I decided it maybe wasn't the best choice.
Plus, being on the track team lets me spend more time with my friends, which I always loved.
I changed into my red gym shorts, and black tank top, also adding my grey zip-up, since it was a little chilly today.
I was standing next to Scott, as we talked about how much we were dreading the bus ride today.
Coach blows the whistle, and I was about to take off, but I stop as Scott grabs Isaac's shoulder, calling his name.
"It's them." Isaac accuses, shoving Scott's hand off him. I furrowed my eyebrows, having no idea what he was talking about.
"Isaac, wait!" Scott yells after his retreating figure, chasing after him.
I tried to follow them, but let's face it, they were way too fast. I got to Stiles and decided to just stick by his side, considering Scott and Isaac had just completely disappeared.
We were running for a while until everyone stopped, I looked in horror with my hand over my mouth. There was a man I recognized from school, he was dead, tied around a tree with some sort of wire around his neck.
I was stood next to Stiles, the other boys joining us just a few seconds later, Scott placing his arm on my back.
The cops showed up and yelled for everyone to step back as Stiles runs up to his father, pointing at the body and talking to him about something.
I sigh deeply while I hear Coach shout, "you heard the man. Nothing to see here."
"Probably just some homeless kid."
"That doesn't make it any better." I shout back, frustratedly.
"Coach. He was a senior." Scott informs him sadly.
"He wasn't on the team, was he?" Coach sighs, making me scoff at him.
A girl runs up, screaming his name as she tries to reach for him, but a deputy pulls her back.
I look at the ground and try to hold back my tears, that poor girl.
Me, Scott, Stiles, and Isaac all walked away, the latter speaking first.
