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dogs are basically wolves
now, i'm starting to see why you got held-
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in which the eldest stilinski gets dragged into the supernatural and ends up falling in love with the sour wolf himse...
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1.02
"What'd you find out?" Scott sighed over the computer call.
Stiles spins in his car lightly, "Well, it's bad. Jackson's got a separated shoulder."
Scott drops his head lightly, "Because of me?"
Sophia, who snuck into Stiles' room, smiles, "Because he's an asshole. I'll be at your game this Saturday, Scott. Looking forward to see you actually play."
Scott sighs deeply, he can't tell her that he can't play because he's been turned into a werewolf.... "Thanks Soph."
She smiles and pats Stiles' head before leaving, "Good luck, Scotty!" She called as she jogged down the stairs.
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"It's not important," Sophia sighed as she walked down the stairs. Chloe noticed that Sophia has been more quiet than usual.
Chloe scoffed, "Fifi, don't say that. You're important to me which means anything happening in your life is important to me. You're my best friend. Basically my sister. So, I know when something is wrong." Chloe stops and looks at her, "So spill."
Sophia sighs, stopping and turning to her very worrisome best friend; odd since half the things they used to do almost ended up in a broken bones.
Chloe continues, "So, come on spill, what's got you so.... on edge lately?" Sophia looks down, she can't tell Chloe; she made a promise to Derek not to tell anyone. But it's her best friend...
"I'm...." Sophia sighed, it's too much to burden Chloe with. "I'm just stressed from school." Both girls know she's lying... It's obvious. Chloe smiles, "If you don't wanna tell me. Fine. But don't get into to much trouble.."
Sophia shrugs, "Isn't that what I do best?"
Chloe glares at her, "Sophia." Her tone mirroring one of a disappointed mother.
She raises her hands up, "Damn no need to pull the first name, also you're younger than me — don't pull 'the mom tone' with me."
"By a couple months."
"Inch or mile, I'm still older." Sophia smiled as she walked off. Chloe rolled her eyes and went off to her next class. She runs into Stiles who grabs her shoulders. "Do you wanna help us dig up a body?"
Sophia pauses, face stuck between disgust and confusion, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Stiles shakes his hands in front of her, "Listen! We need to find the body to help dad find the killer, since we know the killer--" he babbled without taking a breath.
