Virgil Edelman was cruising down a center street on his motorcycle, just losing himself to the wind and the sunshine. It was his day off and he was just taking this time to enjoy the benefits of having restored this beauty that he was riding on. He went and stopped at a red light and absentmindedly watched as some cars passed by on the intersection when a car went and came to a stop right next to him. He looked over and noticed that it was a Porsche.
"Oh great," he muttered under his breath, turning away from the sight of it.
It wasn't that Virgil didn't like Porsches. They were actually a thing of beauty if he was being honest with himself. It was just that, in his experience, it was usually douchebags that had them. One of them he knew back in San Diego, and another that he encountered when he first came to Beacon Hills over two years ago. Now that he thought of it, it looked a lot like that one. He didn't think much of it as the light then changed and he zoomed right on out of there, letting himself get lost in the speed and open road.
Yet, the Porsche lingered for a bit.
"Over a year and things don't seemed to have changed much in this town. So, which way is it?" the driver asked. But the guy in the passenger seat didn't answer. He was just staring off after the bike. "What's wrong?"
"That bike..." he muttered off.
"Nice...what about it?" the driver asked as he watched it go off as soon as the light turned green.
"It's just...never mind. Forget it."
"No, what is it Ethan?"
"Well, for a moment, I swore it was my brother's."
"Aiden's? But, you said you trashed it before you left last year."
"Yeah, I did a pretty big number on it all right," he mumbled. The grief was evident in his voice. "But I could swear that was it. A little different but I could feel it was the same one."
A car behind them honked which broke them out of it.
"Damn, so, which way?"
"Right, go left. I think her house is that way," he said, pointing the way.
As the Porsche moved to make the turn, Ethan let his eyes linger out in the direction that the bike had gone off in. But he shook his head. Maybe he was just seeing things. Being back here was harder than he thought it would be. He just hoped that this visit was worth it.
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The field was full of people from the school's different sports teams, all doing practice drills. Members of the girls soccer team were practicing field kicks while some guys from the lacrosse team were working on their shots. One guy made his shot and then moved down the line to let Liam have his turn. He scooped up a ball with his lacrosse stick as he moved to get ready to practice his shot.
His eyes went up to the stands where he spotted Mason sitting there with both Brett and Lori. When they learned that there might be some new chimeras out there, he and Stiles had called them and asked to keep a lookout at their school for anyone that might have been turned. They had come over to tell them what they had found.
Lori sent a wave his way when she caught him looking up at them. He hadn't seen Lori since that kiss they had at her front door. He found himself smiling lightly.
"Earth to Dunbar!" one of his teammates shouted at him.
"Sorry," he said, blinking his eyes rapidly.
"What's up Liam? You got a girl up in the stands or something?" asked one of the other guys next to him.
"Uh, yeah, maybe," he said lightly, dropping his gaze to try to keep himself from blushing.
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