Chapter 8

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*Stiles POV*
After a while Minho and I stopped laughing and the mood turned more serious. "Ok, for real, what did you hear?" Minho asked. I sighed, "I heard Scott." They both looked at me with shocked expressions, "Scott. As in your best friend Scott?" Newt said slowly.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, my best friend Scott." I said. "What did he say?" Minho asked eagerly. "At first I heard choppy words, but then I heard him say 'Stiles, it's Scott, do you remember me, or did they wipe your memory too?"

A smile formed on both their faces, "Then what?" Newt asked. They sounded like four year old having a fairytale read to them. "I think he saw me smile, so he stopped." I said. "How about the sentence?" Newt said. "What was it again?" He asked.

"What three things can not long be hidden? The sun, the moon, the truth." I said quickly. They both just stared at me, "I was kind of a big part of my past." I said sheepishly.

They still just stared. I squirmed under their gazes. After 3 minutes I yelled, "Can you guys stop!" They both looked away, "Sorry," they said in unison. "Is there anyway we can find out if their coming?" Newt asked.

I thought about what to say, "Listen for loud howl...or a scream." I said. They both looked at me weirdly. I gave a small wave, and walked out. The second I walked out Chuck ran at me, and wrapped me in a hug. "I thought you were dead!" He yelled at me. I realized he was talking about me going missing. "Well here I am." I said with a laugh.

*Newt POV*
Minho and I just sat there, unmoving until I finally wispered, "What the bloody hell?"
"He's definitely had an... interesting past." Minho said. Then we just sat there for what felt like another hour, but was only about 5 minutes. A howl or a scream? I thought He was more than just a normal teen in Beacon Hills.

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