Eleanor "Nora" Stilinski's life gets blown apart when her annoying little brother drags her and his best friend, Scott McCall into the preserve looking for a dead body or rather half of one. When Scott gets bitten by an alpha werewolf set on reveng...
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✸☾✸ "Shape Shifted" ✸☾✸
"You ready?" Briar asks as the girl gets out of her best friend's car, Stiles had early morning practice so the girl caught a ride with her instead, not wanting to be at the school that early.
"As I'll ever be." Nora sighs fixing the red longsleeve dress she had chose, mostly since it covered most of her scars that were still healing.
"Well at least you look hot, that's a pretty necklace, is it new?" Briar asks eying the pendant clasped around the young witches neck.
It was a crescent moon with a green stone placed in the middle.
Nora looks down to it with a smile before glancing up to her, "Ah- No, I found it with my Bio-mom's things, she wore it in a lot of the photos of her."
"It suits you."
"Thanks." Nora absentmindedly raised a hand to play with the pendant.
The pair walk up to the school finding both Lydia and Allison bracing themselves for entry, it seems as though Nora wasn't the only nervous one for returning after everything that's happened.
"You really don't remember anything?" The brunette asks making her wince, the poor girl had ran around the forest naked only to be found by her little brother and the police dept. Stiles had made a fool out of himself trying to give her a jacket but falling in the process, Nora felt bad for both of them.
"They called it a fugue state, which is basically a way of saying "We have no idea why you can't remember running through the woods naked for two days." But personally, I don't care. I lost nine pounds." Lydia smirked making the girls behind them share a look.
"Are you ready for this?" Allison asks only for Lydia to snicker back in a classic mean girl style.
"Please. It's not like my aunt's a serial killer."
Nora eyes went wide at the comment, but in all honesty, she probably would've said the same thing, she was still pissed at the Argent.
Everyone in the halls froze as Lydia strutted in, and stopped walking as she saw everyone's gazes that ranged from disgusted to scared to pitiful.
