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Stiles, Scott and I walk into History class where a Korean man was writing something on the chalk board. We all give each other looks as we take our seats. Stiles is sitting in front of Scott and I take a seat behind Scott. "Is this our new teacher? Or is it another substitute?" I ask and they both shrug.

"Good morning, everyone. My name is Mr. Yukimura. I'll be taking over for your previous History Teacher. My family and I moved here three weeks ago. I'm sure, by now, you all know my daughter, Kira. Or you might not since she's never actually mentioned anyone from school. Or brought a friend home for that matter." He starts rambling on as I roll my eyes. We hear a sigh and someone slam their head down in the back of the room.

I'd hate to have a family member as a teacher. Could you imagine Derek being my teacher? I start to chuckle to myself as I think about Derek being a teacher, dressed up all nice with glasses on. Everyone turns to look at who slammed their head down and see a Japanese girl with her head down on the table. "Either way, there she is." He says, pointing over at the girl. She slowly lifts her head up and smiles shyly at everyone as people whisper and chuckle. I turn back around, still imagining Derek as a teacher and notice Scott still staring at her with a smile.

I raise an eyebrow and smirk at him, leaning forward. "So, new girls, huh Scott?" I tease, gaining his attention. "No" He denies and my smirk widens as I hear his heartbeat. "Sure" I nod as he turns back around. "Now, let's begin with American History at the turn of the 20th century." Mr. Yukimura starts saying. I notice Scott start to tense up a little. I glance over at his shadow which he was staring at and watch as it turns into the beast Peter turned into. My mind starts flashing back to those times and I slowly lean back as I stare at Scott in shock.

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Scott, Stiles and I walk to Stiles locker. Stiles starts trying to open up his locker as we discuss the effects. "Maybe we need a little more time to get back to normal." Scott says. "Yeah, try not to forget we hit the reset button on a supernatural beacon for supernatural creatures. There's a pretty good chance things are never going back to normal." Stiles brings up and I nod. "Yeah" Scott agrees.

Scott goes to staring at something in the distance as Stiles continues to struggle with his lock. He starts looking at it confused as I raise an eyebrow at him. "What?" He asks confused. "You need some help there, Stiles?" I ask worriedly. He turns to look at me. "Here" I say. I grab the lock and start to help him. But I stop confused as I see the lock has weird symbols on it. I couldn't understand a thing it said.

"Oh, dude, your eyes" I hear Stiles say and my head snaps over. Scott's eyes were glowing red. "What about them?" Scott asks worriedly. "What about them? They're starting to glow." Stiles tells him as my eyes widen. "You mean like right now?" Scott asks worriedly. "Yes, right now. Scott, stop. Stop it" Stiles starts telling him. "I can't...I can't-I can't control it." Scott panics, trying to cover his eyes. "You're gonna have to try" I panic. "Oh, my God. Madi, not you too" Stiles panics. "What?" I ask confused.

"Your eyes" Stiles tells me and I start panicking even more. "Oh, geez" I panic, looking around worriedly. My eyes catch on to a certain Japanese girl coming our way, watching us curiously. "All right, just both of you keep your head down. Look down, come on." Stiles says, putting our heads down and leading us to an empty classroom. We walk in and Scott starts taking his jacket off as I make my way towards the other side of the room, trying to stay away from them.

I pant and growl, breathing heavily as I desperately try to control it. "No. Get back away from me." Scott tells Stiles. "Scott, it's okay." Stiles tires to reassure him. "I don't know what's going to happen. Get back." Scott panics. I breathe heavily in the corner, grabbing my head, trying to control it. I hear Scott grunting and feel this awful stabbing feeling in my palms. I groan as I look at my hands and see blood running down my arms as well as claw marks in my palms. I look over and find Scott stabbing his claws into himself. I finally get my powers under control and go over to where the others were.

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