Riven • Stiles Stilinski [Three]

Belle

"Are you kidding me, why won't this thing shut up?!" Stiles exclaimed spastically jumping up from his seat. The printer had been beeping continuously ever since we got here due to being out of paper, but I guess I've started training myself to ignore annoying sounds since it wasn't really bothering me. He quickly grabbed a stack of paper from the teachers desk and placed it inside the printer, "Okay?!" He screamed at the machine, I couldn't help but chuckle quickly at his actions, hiding my amusement before he sat down again since he was clearly frustrated. "Okay...anyways, no one else should be able to crack the key, right? Well, our guesses are all about Abigail. Right? We keep trying to guess a word that has something to do with her. So, maybe we should be trying to guess one that's about you." 

I shifted in my seat towards him, "And why not Lydia?" 

"Because you're the only other Banshee like her...It seems to me like that's a pretty legit connection. What do you remember doing with your grandmother? You know, what was your guys' special thing? Did she take you to the beach? You know, did you like ice cream? Shopping? You Martins love shopping." 

"Well...we read together sometimes." 

Stiles nodded, "Okay, cool...what did you read?" He asked, rubbing his chin lightly with his thumb.

My eyes met his, "Beauty and the Beast." 

"Wait what?" Confusion seemed to take over, "You read the movie?" 

"Oh my God." I mumbled, rubbing my hands over my face once again before turning my focus on him. "It was a book first." 

Before speaking again he plopped himself back down in his seat, "Try that. Type in 'Beauty and the Beast'."

It seemed a little long to be the key, but at this point I was willing to try anything to crack this stupid code. But, once again there was nothing but an error, even when I just tried typing in "Beauty" or "Beast" there was still no luck. "I'm starting to think this is impossible." I groaned, beginning to get annoyed the longer we sat here staring at the computer screen. "If it would be anything dealing with her and I that would be it, I don't understand. We literally read it every single night when she was around. I was literally so obsessed with it for like four months I wouldn't respond to anything but Belle." 

Stiles couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, "Oh wow, yeah...I remember that." 

"Hey, I wasn't the only one." I defended myself, "Lydia would only go by Ariel...Anyways, it drove my parents crazy but grandma... thought it was adorable." That had to be it. The keyboard clicked under my fingers and I quickly typed in the name that I went by years ago. It took a moment but the second the decoding began I felt happiness and relief wash over every inch of me. "Finally!" I exclaimed, resting my back against the chair to relax. 

"I knew you could do it." Stiles exclaimed, giving my shoulder a gentle rub. 

My chair spun in his direction, "We did this, not just me." I corrected him, "I wouldn't have even thought about that if it weren't for you." 

"Well, we do make a pretty good team." He smirked, causing my cheeks to heat up. "Always have." Clearing his throat quickly he shifted in his seat, "Uh, so do you recognize any of the names on this list?" 

Scanning over the list only one name caught my eye, "My grandmother." My eyes narrowed, "Wait...something's off about this, I don't think this is an actual dead pool. It can't be, my grandmother is already dead..." 

I hadn't even realized Stiles had gotten up until I turned to face him, instead of finding him in the chair I found him at the printer. "Autumn..."