Chapter 2 - The Banshee

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Lydia's POV

I desperately needed to find Stiles. I'd figured out how Scott could form a pack without having to bite other people and it wasn't looking good. I pulled out my phone and typed a message to Stiles:

(L): Stiles! Where are you? I've figured out how Scott can make a pack with out biting people but it's not going to be easy. Call me when you get this.

Whilst I waited I decided to go to school and try and find Stiles there. His grades weren't very good so his dad made him promise he would go to school everyday. My grades were fine so a few days off didn't matter to me. I headed towards where Stiles' locker was and saw him coming up the hallway with a girl I'd never seen before.

Lola's POV

At the end of the corridor there was a girl with red hair and big bright eyes. She looked relieved when she saw Stiles and ran up to him. For a few minutes, they talked in hushed voices so I couldn't here, occasionally raising their eyebrows in shock. Finally they turned back to me and apologised for whispering and not introducing the girl. She stuck out her hand and introduced herself as Lydia Martin. Of course, I shook it because it's rude not to but as I touched her she pulled her hand back and gasped.

Stiles' POV

As Lydia touched Lola she jolted her arm back in shock. Lydia only does that if she gets a supernatural vibe off someone but I thought to myself nah, not possibly. Lola's not supernatural. She can't be? Can she?

Lydia's POV

That only happened when I got a supernatural vibe off someone. Lola looked at me oddly and worry was written all over her face.

"Lydia? Are you okay?," Lola said but I was too busy focusing on what she was to reply. I tried to remember everything stiles and I had read and how I sensed what someone was. Trying as hard as I could, I focused my hearing so that I could here her thoughts.

"Oh my god. I've read about this, someone who can get a supernatural vibe off someone just by touching them is called a banshee."

As far as I was concerned, Lola could have just been a girl who read, like me, but banshees don't get that when someone is just clued up.
I snapped back into reality and looked into Stiles' eyes trying to signal that I couldn't figure out what she was because he knew what it meant when that happened.

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Lola's POV

Lydia looked confusingly into my eyes. We were in an empty class room and stiles and Lydia kept questioning me about random stuff.

(S):"Did you happen to be running around the woods on a full moon and -"
(LY): "Stiles! Shhh"
(L): "Look guys I'm not talking until you tell me what she is."
I nodded my head towards Lydia with my eyebrows raised.
"Ohh boy okay ummm" Stiles shifted around nervously as did Lydia.

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