In This Together ▷ Stilinski

Chapter 8. The Darach

"So I am doing what exactly? Just showing them this?" I asked as I glanced at the odd pieces of what I presumed to belonged to the twin's very expensive motorcycles. I have seventh period with them, and Scott wants me to help him get even with them for attacking Isaac and all of that crap. 

Scott nodded, "Yeah."

"And I'm doing this, why?" I questioned.

He chuckled, "I need you to really tick them off with it."

"Oh, gotcha. I can do it." I replied with a grin as I grabbed the bag and practically skipped into the classroom. 

If there is one thing I am good at, it's pissing people off. The twin's are obviously causing a problem so now I get to be the one to help fix it. This is going to be fun, especially since they won't be able to do a thing about it. 

As I took my seat, which happened to be right next to Aiden, I placed the bag on the floor and glanced at him with a sadistic smile. He gave me a confused glance as I slowly reached down to my bag, "I just need a pen." I said to him. 

He nodded, but didn't peel his eyes off of me as I pulled out the first piece of the bike, "Huh... that's odd. This isn't a pen..." I mused as I placed it on my desk. 

I dug farther into the bag and pulled out yet another piece, "I have no idea how that got in there." 

Aiden was practically shaking in his desk and I couldn't help but relish in this, I grabbed the last piece, which was like a spinning thing and shook my head in disbelief, "This looks important. You know, I think these could belong to a motorcycle..." 

That was all it took for Aiden to spring out of his desk and sprint into the hallway, "AIDEN DON'T!" Ethan shouted. 

I quickly pushed the pieces back into the bag and zipped it up before following the class out into the hallway, I could hear the motorcycle out in the hallway. Oh this is rich, I don't know how they got the bike in the school, but I don't care. 

As I pushed my way through the crowd I found Scott, Allison, and Isaac all standing by the corner of the hall. Ethan was standing in front of the bike breathing heavily as he glanced around, Miss Blake walked up to him and shook her head in disbelief, "Are you kidding me? You do realize this will result in a suspension." 

I let out a chuckle as Ethan sent daggers to my brother and I, but I couldn't help but feel like one of the smartest people in the room. 

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"Lydia? Hello--OH god." I jumped back in shock as I caught sight of her, standing in the center of the room, her eyes wide and cell phone clutched tightly in her hand. 

As I tried to slow my heart rate down so I didn't go into cardiac arrest, I approached her slowly, "Okay so what was so important that you actually called me during class for?" I questioned. 

"The music teacher was taken." She replied quickly. 

I rose an eyebrow, "And you know this... how?" 

"Come here," She then grabbed on to my wrist and jerked me towards the piano, the lid was down and you could distinctly see blood and some sort of indentation on the wood. "That isn't all of it either, listen to this." She added as she grabbed the Samsung phone off of the piano and hit the play button.

A weird type of chanting was faintly playing in the background, and the sound of it made my skin crawl. I nodded, "Yeah okay something is definitely up. I'll um, call Stiles." 

Is he even going to answer me if I do call him? I wouldn't blame him if he didn't, I mean he hasn't tried to speak to me at all today. As I tapped the screen to call him, my heart practically jumped to my throat... this is it.