Howlin' For You •Liam Dunbar•

11. Thanks For The Memories

Isabelle sat in her science class, bored out of her mind. Her chin rested on the palm of her hand as Mr. Douglas spoke to the class. She looked down at her thigh where Liam's hand rested.
She was used to the PDA from him now. Liam was possessive, not in a bad, crazy way, but in a way where he wanted to make it clear that the two of them were taken and in love. She looked at the boy she was so in love with. His shirt was tight, showing of the muscles he had from training. She was tempted to start feeling his arm in class especially knowing that other girls had noticed the way too tight shirt on his body. She was also tempted to move the piece of hair that hung above his forehead out of the way.
"Power," the teacher spoke, snapping Isabelle out of her thoughts. "The ability to control things. This metal has no power. It's small, weak, insignificant."
Like Stiles.
Isabelle smirked at the thought and then frowned.
What the hell is a "Stiles"?
"Is there anything we can to do change that?" Mr. Douglass asked. Much to Isabelle's surprise, Corey raised his hand. "Corey, what you got?"
"We can add electricity," Corey answered.
Mr. Douglas gave a short nod and spoke with a smirk on his face. "Exactly. We turn this metal rod...." he paused, the metal rod being dropped onto the front desk. "Into a magnet. Now it has power. Now it has influence..." he picked up a metal ball that had been in a bowl.  "Over others." Mr. Douglas put the ball back into the bowl and spun it. As the ball rotated he turned on the machine and put the rod just outside the bowl. He moved the rod around the bowl, the ball following its lead.
Mr. Douglas began to cough as the ball continued to move around the bowl, gaining Liam's attention.
"Are, are you okay, Mr. Douglas?" Hayden asked.
"Just a little cough," The teacher replied.
"Well, you might wanna get the checked out if it continues," Isabelle spoke. "My mom's a nurse and I'm pretty sure that was one hell of a nasty cough."
"Right," Mr. Douglas nodded. "Where were we? Um... right, now we have electricity, and a little bit of power. Let's add a little more." he turned the dial of the machine. "After all, the greater the power, the greater the control."
"Yes, but with great power comes great responsibility," Isabelle smirked at her comment. Mr. Douglass had began coughing again. He grabbed his bottle of water and turned to the board. The whole class sat in silence as he did so. He turned back around and picked up the rod.
"Imagine how powerful this rod could become with boundless electricity," he said. "Say, from a lightning bolt? What else could we control?" he turned the dial again.
"Barry Allen?" Isabelle asked in reply, she didn't know why she had made so many superhero references. Mr. Douglas began to cough again and made his way to the back room.
Liam and Isabelle exchanged looked before Liam had gotten out of his seat and walked to the back room. Liam looked at the door and then back to his girlfriend. "Mr. Douglas?" Liam called out not receiving an answer.

"'Stiles, an arrangement of steps that allows people, but not animals, to climb over a fence,'" Scott read. He sat in between Isabelle and Lydia who looked over at the laptop in front of them.
"Yeah, somehow I don't think these are the stiles we're looking for," Lydia said.
"Maybe Mal found something?" Isabelle suggested.
"No. she's been taking a makeup test all morning."
The three continued to research until they heard a howl. Isabelle looked at her brother.
"I guess the test isn't going well," Isabelle mumbled as the three stood up to find the Malia.

The McCall siblings found themselves in one storage areas of the school. They had found Malia, who was in full Coyote mode. Scott began to walk closer, slowly. Isabelle followed his lead.
"Malia. It's okay. You're safe," Scott reassured with each small step. Malia growled in response causing Isabelle to step back slightly. She turned her head to the door to see the Martin's and Sheriff Stilinski. "I'm not gonna hurt you. Neither is she," Scott spoke again, using his thumb to point to his sister from behind him. "I think she's calming down."
"Maybe you should growl back?" Stilinski suggested, his eyes on a snarling Malia. Natalie flinched as Malia's growing intensified. "Scott, you're the alpha. Can't you just make her a little more docile?"
"Well, he would, if she was the actual problem," Isabelle spoke. Sheriff raised an eyebrow at the girl, wanting an explanation. "This is her territory. We should get out of here." Scott looked from his sister to the Coyote. Malia barked as her and Scott made eye contact.
"Yeah, come on, come on," the Alpha spoke. The group walked away from Malia, Lydia turned to the adults.
"Malia came here to get through the full moons," Lydia said.
"Then we started using the lake house," Isabelle continued.
"I thought you two said a wild animal got in the lake house," Natalie said.
"We weren't necessarily lying," Isabelle replied, scratching her neck awkwardly.
"Just be happy about all the things I don't tell you," Lydia said.
Malia growled from behind them, walking slowly out of the corner she was in. With every step she had become more human. "It's all right. I'm okay," She spoke. Sheriff and Scott turned their heads to avoid the girl's naked body. Natalie moved closer, handing Malia her clothes.
"Any idea what made her shift?" Sheriff whispered to the siblings. Isabelle puffed her cheeks before exhaling.
"She's under a lot of pressure," Isabelle replied. "School, her life after school. Oh, can't forget about her mother trying to kill her."
"That shouldn't make her shift," Scott spoke. Scott looked at Lydia and Isabelle. "Could it be connected to Stiles?"
"Hard to tell since we don't know what a "Stiles" is," Lydia replied.
"It's a "he"," Sheriff spoke causing the teens to face him.
"Who?" Isabelle asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"Stiles," Sheriff confirmed. "It's a family nickname. I never used it but, uh, my father did."
Sheriff's words made the teens look at each other.