Elouise's Pov
Walking into empty classroom, I smiled finally being early for once, I sat myself down in the back corner nearest to the window. Chucking my bag down beside it and my air tank next to the worn bag, I grabbed my exercise book out from my bag, and began to finish off my homework for this class that I was supposed to do

The chair diagonal to me scrapped, I looked up and noticed the familiar plaid and buzz cut. It was Stiles, groaning internally I tried to focus on my work again; grabbing my earphones out of my bag and putting them in, Kitchen Sink greeted me

I began to scribble down the answers, finishing just as the bell rang taking out my earphones just as Stiles spoke, "What did he say" He asked spinning around to face Scott

I groaned loudly, "Miss Martin is there something the matter?" My English teacher questioned from the front with a disapproving gaze, "No sir, none at all" I say glaring at the plaid boy near me, Stiles' gaze dropped to the ground and spun around

I need to get over him

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The what of who?" Lydia questioned, picking at her food "The beast of Gevaudan." Allison explained to Lydia, a large book in her hand

"Listen" Allison said exicdly apparently this was about her family history "A quadruped wolf-like monster, prowling the Auvergne and south Dordogne areas of France during the year 1764 to 1767" Allison read off her book

I leaned forward, "La Bete killed over a hundred people, becoming so infamous that the King Louie the 15th sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it" My eyes widened this was actually quite interesting

"Boring" Lydia rolled her eyes, plucking more fod into her mouth "Even the church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan"

"Still boring" Lydia said after debating it, rolling my eyes at her I nodded my head for Allison to continue "Crypto zoologists believe it may have been a subspecies of hoofed predator, possibly a mesonychid" Allison continued to explain

"Slipping into a coma bored." Lydia said, I kicked her under the table, "Ow" She yelped glaring at me, I loosly shrug my shoulders

"While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shape-shift into a man-eating monster" Allison said with a creepy grin at the end "Any of this have anything to do with your family?" Lydia questioned "This"

"It is believed that la Bete was finally trapped and killed by a renown hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature"

"His name was Argent" Allison said proudly "Your ancestors killed a big wolf, so what?" Lydia said unimpressed, "Ours were cabbage farmers Lydia" I say prodding at my food, I received a kick in the leg "Ow" I growl glaring at Lydia

"Not just a big wolf" Allison said flicking over the pages in her book "Take a look at this picture" Turning around to show Lydia and I, the corner was marked but there on the next page was a large wolf with glowing eyes staring right at us

"What does it look like to you?" Allison asked looking over the book at us, I blinked and looked away from it receiving a bad vibe "Lydia?" Allison questioned my sister as she stared intently at the picture "Lydia" I say softly placing a hand on her shoulder

She blinked and looked at Allison answer her question "It looks like a big wolf" She than began to collect her stuff "See you in History"

"Sorry about her she's still getting over that night" I murmur looking after my sister, "But I think your family history is a lot better than being cabbage farmers" I joke, I turned around noticing Scott with a history textbook covering his face and Stiles in front of him

"I'm going to go grab my stuff for History" I say to Allison who is immersed in her book, she waved me goodbye while her nose was in her book

"I think the book's making it more obvious" I say walking over to their table, Stiles flinched and Scott groaned, "Besides, she's reading, anyway, cover is safe lover boy" I say with a smile looking back at Allison "Just don't hurt her" I say looking back at him as he peered over the book at Allison

"Anyway, gotta run Scott" I say nodded at him, "Stiles" I spat his name as if it was poison, he let out a smile sigh, I turn and head out trying my best to not catch my tank of air on a chair

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Walking into economics, I head towards the seat near the corner only it to be occupied. Letting out a frustrated sigh I turn around to see the only seat left was behind Stiles

Dragging my feet over to the seat, and plopping myself down in it "Let's settle down" Coaches voice boomed across the rowdy teenagers, whilst slamming a book down "Let's start with a quick summary of last night's reading" He asked looking around the room

People around me put up their hands; I cursed under my breath slipping down lower in my chair I hadn't done it "Greenberg, put your hand down" Coach grumbled at his least favourite student "Everybody knows you did the reading"

"How about, uh McCall" He asked looking at Scott with a smirk from where he sat at his desk "What?" Scott asked obviously confused at what Coach was asking "The reading" Coach replied with an annoyed look

"Last night's reading?" Scott continued to questioned obliviously clueless on the reading "How about, uh, the reading of the Gettysburg Address?" Coach replied sarcastically, this wasn't fair on Scott "What?" Scott asked even more confused

"That's sarcasm." Coach replied leaning forward on his desk "You familiar with the term "sarcasm," McCall?" Coach questioned the confused teenager "Very" He mumbled looking backwards at his best friend

"Did you do the reading or not?" Coach asked getting bored with the conversation "I--I think I forgot" Scott stuttered out

"Nice work, McCall" Coach grumbled "It's not like you're not averaging a "D" in this class" He said with a glare at the boy in front of him "Come on, buddy"

"You know I can't keep you on the team if you have a "D." Of course Coach only cared about the Lacrosse team, and now that Scott was performing amazingly Coach was worried that a D would cause him to lose his new star player, Coach ran a hand across his face before turning back to Scott

"How about you summarize, uh, the previous night's reading? No? How about the, uh, the night before that? How about you summarize anything you've ever read in your entire life?" Scott still hadn't replied only had looked at his desk his head hung

"I--I, uh no a blog? How about, uh, how about, uh, the back of a cereal box? No? How about the adults only warning from your favorite website you visit every night? Anything? Thank you, McCall, thank you." Coach shouted at the poor team

"Thank you, McCall! Thank you for extinguishing any last flicker of hope I have for your generation" Coach shouted looking around at the class "You just blew it for everybody"

"Hey coach why don't you do a summary of your life I mean there probably wouldn't be much to summarise" I shout, I slam a hand over my mouth, holy crap

Coach looked at me with such fury, that if he was a cartoon character he would have had steam coming out of his ears "Miss Martin, detention after school" He shouted, I slam my head on the desk I'm so dead

"Thanks, to that interruption by Miss Martin over there, next practice you can start with suicide runs" Coach said talking to Scott "Unless that's too much reading" He taunts Scott

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Walking out of class I walk down the hallway dodging people and trying not to trip people with my tank behind me

Looking up ahead I see Scott and Stiles in the middle of the hallway and staircases talking, I groan going to turn the other way only to see Lydia and Allison talking, crap

Quickly turning diverting from them I try and go the other way only to be caught by Scott, "Elouise thanks for that, for sticking up for me" He said with a sincere smile

"No worries" I reply with a forced smile, "Hey do you need a lift home?" Scott asked, I furrowed my eyebrows "I don't think so why?"

"Well Lydia looks pretty angry" He said nodded behind, I turn my head to see Lydia glaring at me gulping I turn back to Scott and Stiles "Sure a lift sounds great"

"Great! Stiles' is going to drop you home" Scott said with a goofy grin, my mouth falls slack "Excuse me" I say looking behind Scott to see Stiles glaring at his best friends head

"Well later Elouise" Scott said turning around and pulling Stiles with him, crap what did I just agree to?

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Tapping my pen on the table, I was waiting for Coach to show up. Looking at the clock I had been sitting here for fifteen minutes already

Groaning, I began to pack up my stuff I slung my messenger bag over my shoulder and began to head to the door only for it to open up and show Mr Harris Satan himself, "You follow me your detention room has been changed"

I groaned and followed him out the door, and to see Scott and Stiles standing near him, I ran a hand across my face and followed down the school halls away from the two stupid teenagers into the chemistry lab

Grabbing a seat behind the two boys I began to draw cartoons across my blank page, "You know the drill no talking" He droned on from the front before sitting down and began to do something on his device after around five minutes the silence was broken by Scott

"Excuse me, sir? Uh, I know its detention and all, but, uh, I'm supposed to be at work, and I don't want to get fired" Mr Harris just looked up and smiled at Scott, before going back to whatever he was doing

"You knew I would heal" I heard Scott mumble from in front of me, "Yep" Was Stiles' reply, "So you did that to help me learn?" Scott questioned again "Yep" Stiles answered again

"But partially to punish me" Scott asked leaning on his hand and looking at his best friend "Yeah well, that one's obvious" Stiles answered in a duh tone, I look up and notice Mr Harris' annoyed look

"Dude, you're my best friend, and I can't have you being angry with me" Scott confessed, "I'm not angry anymore" Stiles said after a few seconds "Look, you have something, Scott" Stiles continued looking at his best friend "Okay? Whether you want it or not, you can do things that nobody else can do"

"So that means you don't have a choice anymore" Stiles finished, wait was he talking about lacrosse, I know Scott is gifted but seriously? It's not the end of the world

"It means you have to do something" What he has to play a game? What is wrong with these two?

"I know, and I will" Scott promised his best friend "All right, all of you, out of here" I sighed in happiness as Mr Harris said that, grabbing my stuff and grabbing my handle to Simon I made a quickly made my way out of the room

"Hey Elouise wait up" Scott's voice called from behind me, I slow to a stop and look back "Yes?" I asked, wanting to go home and sleep

"Stiles' giving you a lift remember?" Scott said, while Stiles awkwardly fixed his bag strap, "Super" I say with a forced smile

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It was already five awkward minutes into the drive with Stiles that he decided to strike up a conversation, "So you doing anyway tonight" He asked scratching the back of his neck; Scott had left on his bike to go to work

"No I'm going home and sleeping" I mutter, looking out the window "Great" I hear him mutter, I begin the play with the hemming on my sweater when I noticed something on seat

"Is that blood?" I ask looking up at him, he looked over and groaned "I thought I got it out" He grumbled, wait? Was he a murder or something? No he can't be he's the Sheriff's son

We then came to a stop, I looked out the front windshield to see my house, I scratch the back of my neck "Thanks for the lift" I mumble, unbuckling my seatbelt and grabbing the handle of the door

"Anytime" He replies, I open the door and go to jump out but I'm stopped by a tight grip on my arm "Elouise I need to tell you something, I don't like Lydia okay I actually really do like..." Before he could finished his phone went off

Like who? Who does he like? "Scott" He grumbles looking at the caller ID, "I better be going, thanks for the lift home again Stiles" I say with a small wave and closing the door and then walked inside

Once I closed the door I kicked off my shoes and  shuffled myself into the lounge where I landed on the couch, only for Lydia to come in and yell 

"Elouise get your delinquent butt up and get ready" I groan and roll over to look at my twin, "Why" I moan

"Your going on a date with me and Allison" I groan again covering my head with a cushion, "Oh stop whining, we got you a date a guy from the Lacrosse team" I groaned even louder

"I don't want to date anyone at the moment" I say peeking out from under the cushion, to see her there with her arms crossed, "I don't mean  it like that" I gasp throwing the pillow at her, to which she dodges and waves her hand at me

"You have an hour" She then turned around and waltzed out, I groaned I just wanted to sleep

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A/N
So I wasn't really happy with this as I'm really tired at the moment
BUT the new episodes for Season 5 ARE AMAZING

Anyway byee