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CALLIE'S POV:

"Stiles, we are the only ones in the school," I groaned as I rubbed my eyes. He had woken me up and dragged me to the school six and a half hours before we even really needed to be here, "Why are we here again?"

"I told you on the way here," he said as he dialed Scott's number into his phone and led us into the boys locker room, "Get your ass down here now. We have a job to do."

"Dude, I'm already in bed," I heard Scott say, "And aren't we getting a little old for this?"

"We do this for Coach," Stiles said offended.

"I thought we did this to Coach?"

"Whatever, okay?" Stiles said as he opened his gym locker, "You know he needs this. He lives for this stuff. He loves it,"

"But it's the middle of the night," Scott said the exact same thing I did when Stiles woke me up.

"12:15 actually. Which means it's after midnight and officially Mischief Night/Day, and, by perfectly awesome coincidence, it also happens to be Coach's birthday." Stiles reached for the bag in my hands and then put it in his locker, "So if you are not down here in five seconds, I will destroy you. Okay? And I mean five, four, three, two-" Stiles turned around and jumped back into the locker.

I turned to see what he was looking at right as Scott said, "One," with a smile and a pair of red glowing eyes.

"I hate you," Stiles simple stated as he pulled both of us into Coach's office.

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"Quit being grumpy," Stiles said as he opened my door to get out of his jeep.

I glared at him, "You woke me up and brought me to this hell hole six hours before we had to show up here, Stiles. And then took me back home where I only got maybe two hours of sleep because someone couldn't keep their hands to themselves." Stiles smirked at me. I was still unsure about what I saw with him and Lydia but I decided if he woke me up instead of her in the middle of the night, it's a sign of affection in Stiles world. Stiles put his arm around my shoulder as we began to walk over to Scott who had just gotten off of his dirt bike as two black motorcycles appeared a few spots down from where Scott had parked.

Scott began to walk towards them, the twins meeting him halfway, "You're back in school?" I heard Scott asked as we walked up to them.

"No, just to talk,"

"Ah. That's kind of a change of pace for you guys. Usually, you're just hurting, maiming, and killing." Stiles said.

"You need a pack. We need an alpha."

Before Scott could answer, Stiles said, "Yeah. Absolutely not. That's hilarious though."

"You came to us for help. We helped."

"You beat his face into a bloody pulp. That's not helping," I said to them, "In my opinion, that's actually counter-productive," I had to admit that Stiles' sarcasm and attitude had rubbed off on me a little bit.

"Why would I say yes?" Scott asked the twins.

"We'd add strength," one twin glared at me, Aiden, "We'd make you more powerful. There's no reason to say no."

"I can think of one." I looked up at Isaac as he came up beside Scott, "Like the two of you holding Derek's claws while Kali impaled Boyd." He stepped up so he was standing beside me, "In fact, I don't know why we're not impaling them right now." Isaac looked down at me and smiled.

Aiden snarled his fangs and his eyes began to glow blue, "You want to try?" Aiden stepped forward and Isaac attempted to but Scott held onto his wrist.