Forgotten // Book One

✅ Chapter 17 - Yoga

Episode - Venomous
Stiles' POV

"Dude, I just talked to my dad, who just talked to Jackson, and I've got really terrible, horrible, very, very bad news." I stated standing next to Scott in the hall.

"I think I already know." Scott commented pointing to something or well Issac as he walked down the hall.

"All right, I only found one thing online called a kanima. It's a werejaguar from South America that goes after murderers." I informed and he looked at me unconvinced.

"That thing was not a jaguar." Scott sassed and I looked at him annoyed.

"Yeah, and Lillian and I aren't exactly murderers." I sassed, well Lillian could be but it would be in self defense, I hope. 

"Yeah, but you did see it kill somebody, which is probably why it tried to kill you. And it's still trying to kill you, and it probably won't stop until you're dead." Scott stated and I glared at him. Worst friend ever.

"You know, sometimes I really begin to question this 'friendship'." I snapped watching him walk off. I shook my head before looking at Lillian and smiled as I walked over to her. "It's Stiles, don't kill me." I stated placing a hand on her hip. She turned slightly and smiled at me. "Did you get a decent amount of sleep last night?" I asked softly as she pulled things out of her locker and put them in her bag.

"I guess, had a bizarre dream but other than that." Lillian answered with a shrug.

"Yeah? What was the dream about?" I asked and she looked at me with a frown.

"I was back in that place, only this time it was a run down castle and there where these things surrounding it." I nodded waiting for her to continue, "They seemed friendly but everyone tells me that if given the chance they will kill me." Lillian simply shrugged again before closing her locker.

"Do you believe them?" I asked, I have no idea who the them are but sure let's roll with it.

"Not even for a second." She deadpanned and I nodded.

"You ready to go to class?" I asked and she looked at me with what I can only describe as sarcastic, I'm great with sarcasm but she can say it with looks.

"No, I just came for the free space and glares." She snapped before walking off, well there goes my plan to kiss her goodbye. She is aware we have the same class and she went the wrong way, right? I got into Coach's class and sat down next to Scott has Coach walked in along with some other students.

"Hey, testicle left and right. What the hell is a kanima?" Jackson snapped facing us from his spot in front of us.

"All right, listen up. A quick warning before we begin our review. Some of you, like male McCall, might want to start their own study groups, because tomorrow's midterm is so profoundly difficult - I'm not even too sure I could pass it." Coach snapped. "Okay, I need a volunteer at the board to answer the first question. Who's got it, huh? Come on, let's go, buddy." Coach stated and people walked to the board.

"Paralyzed from the neck down. Do you have any idea what that feels like?" Jackson snapped glaring at us and my mind flashed to the mechanic. 

"I'm familiar with the sensation." I snapped back.

"Wait - why would Derek test you? Why would he think that it's you?" Scott asked ignoring me.

"How should I know?" Jackson hissed and I rolled my eyes.

"Wait, do they think it's Lydia?" I asked quickly, it can't be Lillian because she was with me when it attacked and she has a few pictures of it on her phone with her.