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Stiles Stilinski



Stiles sat behind Scott, unable to take his eyes off the train wreck that was Scott and Allison. He couldn't decide whether to laugh at them or sympathize with their sad romance. With his focus on them, he didn't notice the person who entered the classroom.

Suddenly, he heard a voice. It was a woman, and she was reading the text aloud to the class. "The fall is blocked by a black bank of clouds. The calm waterway leading to the farthest reaches of the earth flows bleakly beneath a cloudy sky that seems to lead to the heart of a vast darkness." When she finished, she was at the front of the desk at the front of the classroom. "This is the last line of the first book we will be reading," she told them all with a smile before holding up her phone. "It's also the last text you will receive in this class. Phones are off everyone."

Then everyone turned off their phones.

The class was silent as they took down the notes their new teacher, Ms. Blake, was putting in Heart of Darkness. Stiles was writing his response when Principal Thomas came in and said a few words to Ms. Blake.

"Mr. McCall?" She called after him. Scott went with his things Mrs. Blake quietly escorted Scott out of the classroom. When she returned, a kid Stiles had never seen in Beacon Hills accompanied her. He stopped writing and looked at Mrs. Blake and the new person.

Mrs. Blake looked at the classroom and made a sound to get the class's attention. "Attention, class, this is our new student, Jeremy Gilbert. Please do your best to welcome him."

Stiles looked at the new student as he looked around the classroom for a place to sit. His eyes fell on the table in front of him, where Scott had left. The new student moved towards him, and Stiles couldn't stop his train of thought. The last new student to come in was Allison, which was not reassuring because her family was crazy to the point of murder. Stiles couldn't decide what was worse: the new student being a hunter, or a supernatural being coming to kill them all, or Lydia's eyes, who hadn't left the new student since he entered the classroom.

He decided that it was definitely Lydia's admiration for the new student.

When his eyes focused on Lydia. She had a smile on her face as she looked at the new student. Stiles thought it was a pretty good look for her and much better than the airy expression she always had last year.

But his eyes dropped and she noticed that there appeared to be a scrape on her lower leg, just above her foot. "Hey Lydia," he whispered, making her look at him. He pointed to her leg. "Is this from the accident?" He didn't remember Lydia being injured. Scared, yes, but not hurt.

"No, Prada bit me," she told him before turning back to look at the new student.

Stiles' eyes narrowed. "Your dog?"

"No, my designer handbag," she said sarcastically. Stiles kept his narrowed gaze on her. Lydia saw that he seemed serious about this for some reason. "Yes, my dog," she squealed with a nod.

Something inside Stiles didn't believe that was true. "Has she bit you before?" Lydia shook her head. For some reason, this feeling only made Stiles feel worse. Last night, with that incident, something didn't sit right with Stiles. Maybe his instincts were trying to tell him something. and now Lydia was acting a lot more serious than he first thought. "Lydia, do you know how you start acting weird before an earthquake or something?"

"Yes, like that?" Lydia said looking at him. "Do you think there's going to be an earthquake?"

"Or something like that. It's happened before."

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