"You can be the king but watch the queen conquer."
Monster; Kanye West ft. Nicki Minaj
-/-"I want one."
Sabrina glanced up from her History homework and blinked at Lydia, who stared longingly at the set of twins nearby. Lydia and Allison had invited Sabrina to join them in the library during their free period. Allison, whom had stopped her furious typing on her laptop, grinned. "Which one?"
"The straight one obviously," Lydia scoffed, eyeing the one not ogling over Danny Mahealani, Aiden. Sabrina shrugged and went back to her homework, and Allison just laughed at the strawberry blonde, taking a sip of her plain, black, coffee (Sabrina didn't know how she drank that stuff. She needed at least four packs of sugar and enough creamer to make it lighter than her skin in order to make it tolerable).
Sabrina eyed the scribble of the symbol on Allison's and Lydia's wrists on the corner of her paper. She couldn't seem to get that dumb cross out of her head. Where had she seen that? Her eyes wandered as she thought, her head still tucked down, leaning over her paper. Lydia was still drooling and Allison was still drinking her horrid coffee. Sabrina's eyes ran over the little logo and café name, and it hit her.
She lunged for Allison's cup suddenly, jerking it out of her hand. Allison jumped as Sabrina brought it close to her face, eyes desperately running over the smooth white cup, trying to remember. "What if its not a symbol?" Sabrina showed Allison the cup's logo.
"What if its a logo?" Allison furrowed her eyebrows at the orange haired girl, comprehending what she was saying. Her face unwrinkled and she hurriedly started to type in "Beacon Hills Logos" into Google. A thousand symbols popped up and Sabrina leaned over her shoulder when she spotted the one they were looking for. Sabrina frowned at the result, glancing at Allison.
"Beacon Hills First National Bank. That's where Boyd and Erica are."
-/-
Immediately, Sabrina had called Stiles and told them, only to find out that they had already figured this out by risking Isaac's life by freezing him to almost death. Sabrina then felt useless, but Stiles invited her over to his house to find a way to break in without the Alphas, who were holding them captive, noticing. She knocked on the door, and the sheriff opened it with a shocked look on his face. "Oh no," Stilinski cursed, sighing, "What did he do this time?"
Sabrina laughed half-heartedly and shook her head. "No, Stiles didn't- He just invited me over to... Study," she lied, sending a small smile to Scott, in the foyer, over his shoulder. The sheriff looked surprised still, however. "Stiles!" he hollered back into the house. Stiles stumbled down the stairs and grinned at her when she saw her. Stilinski clapped his son on the shoulder, saying, "Nice job, son." Stiles blushed as his father walked away.
He led her and Scott upstairs to his room where he explained that they were looking for a way to get into the bank vault to save the betas. "A few years ago, the bank closed down because of a robbery," he told her, clearing away a pile of clothes on his bed, making room for her to sit. Sabrina sat reluctantly, keeping to herself. She hoped the pair of unfolded gym shorts touching her was clean.
"So now, we know the where, we just need to figure out how to get in," Scott stated. Sabrina nodded, pulling the laptop out of her backpack. This was actually (probably) the only thing she hadn't stolen. Her foster parents from a few years ago let her use it occasionally, and had decided she could just have it when they sent her back. It would've just been extra cruel if they hadn't.
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Castle [STILES STILINSKI]
Fanfiction"I'm heading straight for the castle. They wanna make me the queen." -/- Katherine McNamara as Sabrina Foster A/N & DISCLAIMER: I don't own teen wolf, but I do own my characters and their backstories. I recognize that there are other fics like this...