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"Alright, it's causing me severe mental anguish, but he's right," Stiles tells his best friend.
"I know," Scott sighs.
"What if the next body part she steals is from someone alive?" Stiles questions him.
"This is a pop quiz Mr. Stilinski. If I hear your voice again, I may be attempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career," Mr. Harris threatens.
"Can you do that?" Stiles questions innocently.
"There it is again, your voice, triggering the only impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently. I will see you in detention at three."
"Um, excuse me?" A voice calls out from the back of the classroom.
Mr. Harris turns towards the speaker. "Yes?"
"Yeah, hi, I just wanted to point out that what you just said to Mr. Stilinski can be counted as a serious threat which, might I add, is against the law. That sentence you just said could cost you your whole job so I strongly suggest you start watching what comes of that annoying hole on your face."
Stiles and Scott turn towards the speaker in shock that.
"And who are you?" Mr. Harris asks the brunette girl.
She shrugs. "Oh, nobody really, just someone who believes in the law, and people being treated fairly."
"Well, since you believe in that so much, then I guess it's only fair that I give you detention as well."
The no-named brunette girl shrugs. "Go ahead, but just know this, what I said was only a warning. Don't think I'll be afraid to tell the principle, because trust me when I say-- I'm not."
The snobby teacher opens his mouth to say something back but gets cut-off by Jackson quickly running out of the room. Mr. Harris opens his mouth, once again, to reply but gets cut off by the bell.
Belle gathers her things and walks out the door, a smirk planted on her face.
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"Nice dress." Belle turns her head away from her locker to look at the brown-eyed boy talking to Alison.
