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"I am looking for Scott McCall." The girl said, walking into the boy's locker room.
"Hayden left me!"
Her eyes darted to the boy laying down on the bench and continuously whining.
Then, her eyes shifted to two boys who stood on either side of the whining boy, prompting him to stand.
The whining boy glanced at her before going back to his whining, shoving his face deeper into the bench he was on.
"Scott's not here." The whining boy groaned. "He's leaving me forever."
"Not forever." The other boy reassured, while the other one just sighed.
"What was Scott doing for the past two months?" The girl muttered to herself.
"Who are you?" The third boy asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"None of your concern." The girl replied curtly, and crossing her arms. "Where's Scott?"
"Facing a very angry coach." The second boy said, dragging the whining boy out the door. "and if we don't get out there now, Liam, Scott's going to murder us."
"He's leaving me!"
The three of them fell down.
Then the second boy sat up, holding his phone. "Coach's gonna make Rodriguez captain."
The whining boy suddenly sat up, and quickly ran off.
"Is he going to Scott?"
"Yes."
"Good for me."
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The girl winced as she entered the field, her eyes darting all around the place.
The whining boy shot forward and flipped to catch a ball that was shooting towards the net with his stick.
The two boys next to her cheered.
"Yes! That's how you play! Who is that?"
"Coach, that's Liam." A voice very familiar to her replied.
She turned to the voice and smiled.
"Scott!"
Scott faced her, eyebrow raised as he processed the sight in front of her.
"Samantha!" Scott called, running forward and engulfing the small brunette in front of him with a small hug.
"What are you doing here in Beacon Hills?" Scott asked as he pulled away.
"To have you introduce me to your friends, because I need some when I study here." Samantha replied, pulling away.
"You need what when you what?" Scott asked, alarmed.
"When I study here?" Samantha repeated, raising an eyebrow.
Scott opened his mouth to respond, but the loud booing around them called his attention.
Scott ran off to the boy who was on the field.
It was whining boy who, instead of his blue eyes he had a few minutes ago, had glowing golden eyes.
Scott talked silently to the boy, who started to calm dow, his eyes going back to it's sky blue color.
Scott let out a small nod, standing up and facing the team.
His eyes darted to the Coach, who froze still, then to Samantha, who pointed behind him.
So, he turned.
In front of everyone was a very rabid, blood-stained wolf.
Scott rushed forward, pulling a boy back gently by his collar.
The boy snapped out of his trance, realizing how near he was to the wolf.
"Nolan, what are you doing?" Scott scolded silently before walking nearer to the wolf.
Samantha edged forward, her eyes stuck on Scott.
She silently gasped when Scott's eyes glowed blood red.
The wolf turned around and ran deeper into the woods.
Scott faced Samantha and smiled. "I have to go check that wolf."
"I'm coming with."
"Like hell." Scott replied, shaking his head. "You're not going."
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"I can't believe you went with us." Scott whined as he pushed a branch away and made Samantha walk in front of her.
"You're 18. Stop whining. It's annoying." Samantha replied, shoving her hands in her pockets.
"Who is this, Scott?"
"This is—"
"Samantha." Samatha grinned, turning and tilting her head with a smile. "Hello."
"Liam Dunbar." The boy replied, smiling slightly.
"Off limits." Scott butted in, walking in between Liam and Samantha. "No dating until you're 40."
"Scott, I'm not going to date him." Samantha rolled her eyes.
"How'd you know Scott?" Liam asked
"Scared that I'm a Theo Raeken 2.0?" Samantha giggled, causing the two werewolves to stop.
Samantha nodded smugly. "Oh, yeah, I know stuff. Scott told me nothing but I know stuff."
"She's my little sister." Scott glared at the girl, the sighing while rolling his eyes. "We'll talk about this 'knowledge' of yours later, Samantha."
"Stiles told me everything." Samantha deadpanned, rolling her eyes as she ran forward and spotting a wolf.
"You think it's a supernatural wolf or just a wolf-wolf?" Liam asked.
"Wolf-wolf. Ha. Classic." Samantha grinned, crossing her arms.
"You hang around Stiles too much." Scott commented, pointing at Samantha.
"Bite me, wolfy." Samantha hissed, glaring at her brother.
Scott rolled his eyes before facing the wolf.
"I think there's something wrong with it." Samantha piped up. "Like... it's not just dead just because it's dead."
"What do you mean?" Scott asked.
Samantha opened her mouth to reply, but before she could get a word out, spiders started to crawl out from every orifice on the dead wolf.
Samantha stepped back, her eyes wide.
"Scott?" Liam asked suddenly, calling their attention.
Liam pointed in front of them.
A few feet away from them was a small open space full of dead, spider-infested wolves.
