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𝟬𝟭𝟳. 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝟮𝗫𝟬𝟳

"Lydia might," she says and I nod. "But what if she doesn't?" Scott asks and looks at Stiles. "Well, he doesn't doesn't a restraining order against me. So, I'll talk to him myself." Allison says and puts a book back she had taken out.

"Okay, what do I do?" Scott asks and I look at him, furrowinf my eyebrows. "You have a make-up exam, remember?" Allison reminds him and Scott looks at Stiles, who just nods in agreement. "Promise me," she says and takes his hand.

"If he does anything you run the other way." He says and she smiles. "I can take care of myself." She whispers and I nod. "Allison, if you get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid test, someone's going to need take care of me. If he does anything..." he trails off and I look at her.

"Like?"

"Anything weird or bizarre... anything," he says and Stiles pushes his head between the shelves. "Anything evil!" He says and Allison pushes his head back.

"Sarah, let's meet in 5." Stiles says and I nod. "Let's go." I say to Allison and we walk out. "Okay, are you sure I shouldn't come with you instead." I say when the boys are out of reach.

"What do you mean?" She asks and I look at her. "I can stay 50 feet away, just... let me come with you." I say and she looks at me. "I'll be fine okay? Don't worry about me. Besides, Lydia likes you, she's most likely to say something to you." She says and hugs me.

"Don't worry," she finishes and I nod. "Okay... just, promise you won't do anything stupid and kick him in the balls if he gets too close." I say and she nods. "Don't worry, it'll be fine." She says and I nod. "Okay. Goodluck."

I walk into the halls and see Stiles and Lydia. "I'm not supposed to tell anyone." She says and I frown, walking next to her. "Oh, come on, anyone who ever says, 'I'm not supposed to tell anyone.' Is always dying to tell someone so tell me!" Stiles demands and I nod.

"Why do you wanna know?" She asks and looks at me. "We can't tell you that." I say and she abruptly stops. "Then I'm not telling you." She says and starts walking away. "But you are telling me that you could tell me something if you wanted to tell me?" Stiles says and I frown. What?

"Was that a question?" She asks and I chuckle, at least I'm not the only one who's confused. "It felt like a question." He says and I nod. "Tell me if this feels like an answer... no." She says looking up.

We continue to follow her and I let out a frustrated breathe. "Lydia, Lydia come on Lydia wait!" Stiles yells once we're up the stairs, and suddenly Stiles gets pushed against the wall by a blonde haired werewolf.

Stiles winces and I look at her shocked. "Hey, Erica." He says and I grab her wrist when she's holding her claws out. "Why are you asking Lydia about Jackson's real parents?" She asks and I yank her wrist away from Stiles' chest.

"Why are you pulling out the claws in front of the camera?" I ask and Stiles nods at the camera. Erica turns around and quickly takes away her claws.

"That's right, you wanna play catwoman? I'll be your batman." He says and walks away, me following him. "If you're wondering about Jackson's real parents, they're about half a mile from here. In Beacon Hills cemetery." She says and I frown.

"Allison." I say when I hear a crazy loud heartbeat. "I'm gonna go after her." Stiles says and I run towards the locker rooms. I open the door and see Allison on the ground, Jackson slammed against the lockers and Scott standing in front of him.

"Allison." I say and help her up. "Has he hurt you?" I whisper and they start fighting. They take it to the showers and I see Scott hitting him. "Shit, Scott! Stop!" I yell, but then Scott gets slammed against the wall and he falls on the ground. I walk back when Jackson walks towards us, but Scott jumps on the tiles and kicks him in the neck.

Jackson falls down, but grabs a plate plate 45 lbs. I gasp and throw myself at the weight, slamming it down. "Let go!" Jackson hisses and I cry out when he pushes me back and slams the weight into my stomach.

Tears immediately appeared, but I didn't let them fall. I catch the weight when he runs towards Scott and lifts him up, slamming him on a sink that breaks completely. "Stop!" I scream, water running out of the pipe.

"Jackson!" I scream again and my eyes turn brown, hatred flowing through me. I launch myself on Jackson who slams the door opens and lands on top of me, he wraps his hands around my neck and chokes me, but I hit him in the balls.

I close my eyes draining his energy and he groans loudly, my eyes flashing orange-ish. I let out a groan when he punches me, but I twist us around, ready to hit him as hard as I've ever hit anybody, only then I'm being lifted up. "Let go!" I yell and Scott comes in, breathing heavily.

Allison holds Scott back down and Erica holds me down, but we all are trying to kill each other. I tried to kick him and Jackson almost got loose.

"What is going on?!" Mr. Harris yells and I trash in Stiles' arms, who was holding me down. "Hey, enough! Enough!" He yells and Scott is let go, running a hand through his hair.

I calm down, but Stiles stills holds me tightly by my waist. "Calm down, you have a restraining order, remember?" He whispers and I breathe heavily, just responding.

"What do you idiots think you're doing? Jackson! Calm down!" Mr. Harris yells and I look at him, fury apparent in my eyes. "Mr. McCall, Lopez? You wanna explain yourself?" He asks and I breathe heavily, not responding.

"Stilinski?" He asks and I frown. "You dropped this." Matt says suddenly and I frown. "You, you and you." I look at the IPad in Mr. Harris' hand and I look at Stiles.

"Actually, all of you, detention, 3:00." He says and I let out a sigh. Yay...