Clones » Teen Wolf

0.08

"just like magic, i'll be flying free. i'ma disappear when they come for me. i kick that ceiling whatcha gonna say? no one can be just like me anyway. just like fire."

-just like fire, p!nk

T H I R D   P E R S O N

"Okay, so you know the backstory right?" Stiles asks his new brother.

Stuart nods and glances at him. "I'm not an idiot Stiles. I'm the intelligent part of your brain." He shot back.

Raising his hands in defense, Stiles drives on with his Jeep to school.

They both take deep breaths before entering, and walked inside the school.

All eyes caught on the two as they walk, whispers being heard from all over with one thought in their minds.

What is going on?

They finally found their first class, and sat down.

Lydia Martin looks up to the two with shocked eyes.

Stiles gives her a wave before looking back to the board.

"Class, we have a new student. Would you like to introduce yourself.. Mister..."

"Stilinski." The replica spoke. "Stuart Stilinski. I'm Stiles' twin."

Everyone's mouth dropped open, except for Scott's.

Lydia pulled out her notebook, still eyeing the new student and shakily flipped it a few pages.

Revealing a drawing of the Stilinski boy, with glasses.

But what scared her the most was that this was made a week ago.

{🎶}

S T I L E S

The rest of the day was pretty bizarre, and Stuart hung mostly around Scott and I. We vaguely told Allison the truth about Stuart, which in response she just slowly walked away from us.

Yeah.

But everyone else was more than curious. I think this is the most I've been noticed besides that one day in freshmen year where I screwed up my chance at first line.

Actually, correction. Shawn screwed it up.

It was lunchtime now, and Stuart, Scott and I were all looking for anymore suspicious newly changed werewolves.

My eyes skim the area until I notice something in particular..

"Scott. " I say, grabbing his attention. "Do you see that?"

"What, it's an empty table." I roll my eyes.

"Yeah, but whose empty table?"

"Boyd." Scotts eyes widen in realization.

Stuart clears his throat beside me. "Uh, whose Boyd?"

I shake my head. "Come on."

{🎶}

It was the end of the day, and Stuart had a successful first day experience. He went back home, while Scott and I went to find Boyd.

"I'm going to go to the ice... rink, see if he's there. And if he's not at home, you call me, got it?" I nod but I was spacing out. I suddenly slow down in thought. "What?"