Paige's POV
They've all been acting weird lately. Their words, their actions, the way they randomly twitch, or squint. Do they see something I don't see? Or is it only a supernatural thing? No, Stiles is acting weird, too. And Grace, whenever I stand next to her, or walk by her, there's this weird presence, like she's nervous, or stressed, but there's more tension to it.
"Hey babe." Stiles pulls me into a side hug as we walk down the hall. He nuzzles his nose in my hair and I smile, my body lifting. The faint smell of detergent and cheap cologne is still there, but not as strong. That means he's hasn't showered in a while.
"Gross, you haven't showered, you pig." I teasingly push him away and he laughs, jokingly pulling in for another hug.
"No, stop!" I protest but it's too late. He already has me in a bear hug, sighing into my hair.
"You need to shower tonight." I say and push him away, only to have him stick to my side again. He throws up his hands ad leans back his head exclaiming,
"Okay, mom." He smiles but I can tell the slipping out of those certain words cut open a soar spot in him. I rub his back and kiss him on the cheek.
"C'mon, let's go." I whisper and we walk hand in hand to class, Grace and the others behind us.
Scott's POV
Something's going on. I can't tell. It has to do with Grace. I can feel it coming off of her. she looks at everyone with a pleading look in her eyes, and I don't know why. Liam looks scared, too. He looks like he might burst and tear apart any human or supernatural who made her like this at any moment. I don't know if I should be scared of her or him.
Liam's POV
I want to tell her. I must. IT's been barreling inside of me, stirring up like taffy ever since I had started talking to Hayden. I need to tell her the truth.
I don't love Hayden.
Not anymore.
It was complicated, and I wish Grace would understand, but she wont. Because I hurt her.
I hurt her too much.
I don' know why she's acting so weird, but I know it's not about this. I Also know that if I tell her I love her, she won't believe me and she will become even more mad. I decide to talk to her.
"So, how's Cooper?" I ask, brushing my hand against hers as we walk to class, Stiles and Paige in front, Scott and Kira in the back, next to Malia and Cassidy.
"Good." She's short and she looks ahead, annoyed. I take her hand. I feel her protest at first, but she lets me hold it.
"Where is he?" I ask, looking around. She swallows, loosening up a bit,
"At home, still freaking out about what happened." I nod and then ask,
"Is this what you acting weird is about? Or did you have another panic attack?" She tenses up and calmly replies,
"It wasn't a panic attack this time."
