First Person
Episode: Venomous
Chapter 14
After my small freak out last night I was little quiet when I woke up today.
I stayed up in Stiles' room and got ready for school as he went to talk to his dad downstairs.
Just as I finished putting on my shoes he burst through the door.
"I got bad news." That's all he said then he raced to go get dressed in the bathroom.
On they way to school Stiles told me what happened. Jackson retracted his statement about Mr. Lahey hitting Isaac. Now Isaac isn't a suspect in his dads murder.
That's right you heard me correctly Mr. Lahey hit his own son. I don't believe that Jackson made it all up. I believe that it happened.
"Dude, I just talked to my dad, who just talked to Jackson, and I've got really terrible, horrible, very, very bad news..." Stiles tells Scott as we walk into class and sit at the back.
"...I think I already know." He says.
Werewolf hearing.
"All right. I only found one thing online called a Kanima-- it's a Werejaguar from South America that goes after murderers." Stiles tells him about the research he did this morning.
"That thing was not a jaguar..." Scott says.
"Yeah, and we're not exactly murderers." I say.
Scott sighs. "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."
"You know, sometimes I really begin to question this 'friendship.'" Stiles tells him offended.
"Hey, Cassie, Testicle Left and Right-- what the hell is a Kanima?" Jackson says from beside me and behind the boys.
We all turn to him shocked.
Before we can question him Coach starts talking.
"All right, listen up! A quick warning before we begin our review-- some of you, like 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!" He tells us.
How could you not pass an exam that you wrote?
Coach confuses me sometimes. And worries me.
"Okay, I need a volunteer at the board to answer the first question. Who's got it, huh?" He asks looking around.
Definitely not me.
"Come on, let's go, buddy." He says as a few people go up to answer one of them being Lydia.
"Paralyzed from the neck down. Do you have any idea what that feels like?" Jackson asks us.
Derek and his goons tested him.
"I'm familiar with the sensation..." Stiles answer drolly.
I nod in agreement.
"Wait-- why would Derek test you? Why would he think that it's you?" Scott asks confused.
Jackson gets defensive. "How should I know?"
"Wait, do they think it's Lydia?" I ask him.
"I don't know! All I heard was her name and something about chemistry..." He says a little too loudly.
Coach walks over. "Jackson! Do you have something you want to share with the rest of the class?"
"Umm... Just an undying admiration for my-my coach..." He lies quickly.
Kiss ass.
"That's really kind of you." Coach puts on a small smile.
"Now shut up! Shut it!" He yells.
"Anybody else?" He goes back to the front of the room.
"How do we know it's not her?" Scott questions.
You've got to be kidding me.
"Because I looked into the eyes of that thing, okay? And what I saw was pure evil. And, when I look into Lydia's eyes—"
I get cut off by Stiles. "You only see fifty percent evil."
I glare at him.
"All right, maybe sixty. You know, but no more than forty on a good day!" He tries to fix up his mistake.
"That's not a very good argument..." Scott sighs.
"I'm aware of that, but I swear it's not her. It can't be, all right? Lydia's fine." I tell him.
I guess I spoke too soon because when we look up to the front of the class we see a shaken up Lydia.
She's got tears running down her face and she's facing the class terrified.
"...Okay, then. Anybody else want to try answering? This time in English?" Coach asks.
The whole class laughs and that's when I notice the writing on the board.
EM PLEH ENOEMOS
What the hell is that?
"What is that, Greek?" Scott asks.
Stiles takes a picture of the broad and then flips it.
"No, actually, I think it's English..." he shows us.
SOMEONE HELP ME
Well that's comforting.
"Derek's not gonna kill her without proof." Scott tells us as we walk into chemistry.
"All right, so he tests her like he did with Jackson, right? But when and where?" Stiles asks.
"...I think here and now." I say pointing to Isaac and Erica strutting into class.
We look over to see them making there way to Lydia. We race over and take up the seats before they can.
She gives the boys a weird look but smiles at me.
"Einstein once said, 'Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity... And I'm not sure about the universe.' I myself have encountered infinite stupidity." Harris starts talking and walks up to Stiles as he talks about stupidity.
He's a real ass.
"So, to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you're going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments! Let's see if two heads are indeed better than one. Or, in Stilinski's case, less than one." He continues still picking on my boyfriend.
"Erica, you take the first station. You'll start with—" Pretty much every guy in the classes hand goes up.
I glance over to see Erica smirking.
Cocky bitch.
"I didn't ask for volunteers. Put your hormonal hands little hands down." He grits his teeth.
"Start with Mr. McCall." He says.
Scott gives a 'help me' look as he goes to sit next to Erica.
"All right, next two!" He says.
"Mr. Lahey and Cassidy." My head shoots up.
I look to see Stiles glaring at Isaac as he smirks.
"Hey listen don't let him touch you or anything okay." Stiles whispers. I nod and go sit next to Isaac.
"Well isn't this nice." Isaac says as soon as I sit down.
"Can we just do this without talking to each other please?" I ask him.
"Well where's the fun in that?" He asks getting closer to me and placing his hand on my thigh.
I really picked the wrong day to wear a dress.
"Hey. Stop that." I push his hand off of me and I glare at him hard.
"Feisty. I like that. I bet Stiles likes that too doesn't he? When you two are all alone together. What happens then huh Cassie?" He whispers to me.
Before I can come up with a snide remark Harris speaks up. "Switch!"
Thank you.
Thankfully my next partner is Allison.
I couldn't say the same for Stiles who's partner is now Isaac. I'm close enough that I can hear them.
"Hey you okay?" Allison asks me.
I nod. "Yeah. Isaac is just a huge ass."
She laughs.
I lean over a bit so I can hear what Stiles is telling Isaac.
"If you harm one perfect blonde hair on her head, I'm gonna turn your little werewolf ass into a fur coat and give it to her as a birthday present." Stiles tells him.
He's mad about what Isaac did.
"Really?" He questions him.
"Shouldn't you be worried about Lydia right now?" He asks with a cocky smirk.
"Well right now my main concern is that fact that you tried to put your paw up my girlfriends skirt." Stiles tells him angrily.
Isaac laughs at him.
"I think she liked it. You see werewolf's have a great sense of smell and you know what smell was coming off of her. Lust. She liked it." He tells him.
That's so not true. I didn't like it.
"And switch." Harris tells us.
"Ahhh!" Stiles yells.
"If you're trying to test my patience, Mr. Stilinski, I guarantee it will be a failing grade." Harris tells him.
Isaac is now Lydia's partner. It's really going to happen.
I take my spot next to some random guy in class and watch closely what's going to happen.
"Time! If you've catalyzed the reaction correctly, you should now be looking at a crystal. Now, for the part of that last experiment I'm sure you'll all enjoy... You can eat it.." Harris smiles.
"Do you want to eat it?" The guy next to me asks placing the crystal in front of my face.
I slap his hand away.
I see Isaac offer Lydia the crystal. I see it drip with something.
Kanima venom.
"Lydia!" Scott yells standing up.
"What?" She looks back at him confused and annoyed.
"...Nothing." He replies awkwardly sitting back down.
Lydia eats it and nothing happens.
Oh my god.
Lydia is the kanima.
Yes. I cut out the part where Isaac asks out Lydia in freshman year. I liked that part I added. It's gonna cause a little insecure Stiles scene sometime in the future. I mean our poor Stiles thinks his girl is lusting over Isaacs hand on her thigh. Not gonna lie though if he did that to me I wouldn't mind. Love you.
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