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sʜᴏᴠᴇʟs & ᴘᴀᴍᴘʜʟᴇᴛs

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After school, Stiles and I burst into the McCall house after Scott texted us that he found something important. We sprint up the stairs and barge into Scott's room full of questions.

"What did you find?"

"How did you find it?"

"Where did you find it?

"What were you doing?"

We both blurt out in unison.

"And yes, I've had a lot of Adderall, so..." Stiles adds, trailing off as he blinks weirdly. I look at him oddly.

"And I, may, have had a monster on the way here." I throw in, catching my breath.

"I found something at Derek and Grayson Hale's." Scott tells us, much calmer than us.

My jaw drops. "What?! What were you doing there?!"

"Are you kissing? What?" Stiles asks. Oh, right, that's what we should be asking. But why on EARTH would Scott go there?! Especially after they broke into his house last night!

"There's something buried there. I could smell blood." He says.

"That's awesome!" Stiles cheers at the same time I say, "Oh, cool!"

Before it dawns on us that's not a normal response as Scott blinks at us. Oh. Too much?

"We mean-"

"Oh, tragic." I take it down a notch.

"That's terrible. Who's blood?" Stiles finishes for the both of us.

"I don't know." Scott stands. "But when we do, your dad nails Derek and Grayson for the murder. And then you two help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing." He declares. Stiles' mouth falls open as I stare at Scott trying to keep up. "Because there's no way I'm not playing that game." He picks up his lacrosse stick and tosses it on his bed as Stiles' face turns to excitement. I look back at the stick, noticing the net looks like he sewed it, hmm.

"Kai, come on!" Stiles hollers as they're already out of the bedroom.

I huff, pulling my eyes away from the stick and hurry to catch up.

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We arrive at the hospital so Scott can see if the scent from the Hale house matches the half of the body...

This plan was not my doing.

Scott looks around like he's already in trouble.

"Could you be anymore obvious." I whisper.

"Shhh." Stiles shushes me. "Hey." He points to the sign that gives directions and reads 'Morgue.'  I roll my eyes.

"O-kay." Scott says nervously.

Stile spins around. "Good luck, I guess." He puts as more of a question.

"Don't get caught." I throw in as he starts down the hall.

We move to the waiting room to wait when Stiles snaps his head up.

"Wha-" I pause, my question being answered when I see Lydia sitting in one of the chairs.

"Oh, my God." Stiles whispers, leaning against the counter.

"Oh, will you pull it together." I whisper-shout at him. He blinks his eyes shut quickly, hunching over for a moment, what is he doing?! He looks back at Lydia and my eyes widen. "Ohhh no. No, do not go over there, no-" I try to grab his elbow as he breezes past me and steps over to the strawberry blonde.

I slap my face into my hand. Why does no one ever listen to me?! Am I invisible?! I think I'm invisible. I pinch my arm, immediately letting out a quiet yelp- ow! Okay, not invisible!

"Hey, Lydia." Stiles greets. Oh, right! I quickly spin around and trip to stand beside him as he leans against the wall. She looks up at him. "You probably don't remember me. Um, I sit behind you in biology." He starts. Okay, not a bad start... "Uh, anyway, I always thought that we just had this kind of connection. You know, unspoken, of course." My eyes widen as I rear my head back. Oh no, no, this took a terrible turn!

Lydia turns her head to the side like she's thinking.

Stiles lets out a chuckle. "Maybe, it'd be kind of cool to get to know each other a little bit better." I shake my head, mortified that he is even trying this, but it's too late now.

My brows furrow as Lydia shakes her head yes with a smile... uh, what?

"Hold on, one sec." She says, reaching up to her ear she moves her hair and reveals an earpiece, ohhhh. "Yeah, I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?" She asks.

Stiles chuckles nervously before swallowing. "No. Sorry." He says seriously, backing away.

"I'm- we're gonna sit." He points to the chairs around the corner. "You don't care. Okay." I tug his arm and we fall into the chairs.

I give him a look.

"I don't wanna hear it." He picks up a magazine and I grab it from his hands and smack him in the head with it. "Wha- ow!" He cries out.

"Oh, sorry, did you want me to commend you for your bravery... What was that?!" I scold him.

"I was just making conversation!" He defends, rubbing his head.

"That was stupid of you." I shout at him before quickly looking around and lowering my voice. "Not only is she dating the largest prick on the planet! That was an awful to start a casual conversation with someone."

"Like you could do any better." He huffs, snatching the magazine back before smacking me in the shoulder. Well, he got me there.

"Well, no." I cross my arms. "But I'm smart enough to know to not do that. Thank goodness she didn't hear you." I shake my head. After hearing that, she could have gotten a restraining order or something, just saying....

Well, hopefully Scott is having better luck.

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After sitting for several minutes in silence reading magazines, we hear Lydia's voice.

"Did he do it?" She asks as her heels click.

Stiles and I glance up to see Jackson. Oh yeah... that felt like forever ago. No wonder she's here, but I didn't think to question it, too busy dying of embarrassment.

"He said not to make a habit of it, but one cortisone shot won't kill me." He tells her, rubbing his shoulder. Stiles and I look back down, still listening.

"You should get one right before the game too." Lydia suggests. My eyebrows shoot up. Too many doses in a row isn't good for you... I know that from watching this gymnastics show 'Make It or Break It.' "The pros do it all the time. You wanna be a little high school amateur? Or, do you want to go pro?"

I start hearing kissing and cover my ears, ew, gross.

Suddenly, my magazine and the mensural cycle pamphlet Stiles has are ripped from our hands.

"Holy God!" Stiles jumps as I gasp, looking up. Oh, whew, it's Scott.

"The scent is the same." Scott informs us.

"It is?" My eyes widen.

"You sure?" Stiles checks.

"Yes." Scott sighs. Stiles and I hop to our feet.

Stiles exhales. "So they did bury the other half of the body on his property."

"Which means we have proof they killed the girl." Scott finishes.

"I say we use it." Stiles claims, heading for the door.

"Woah, woah, woah." I rub my temples, how are we going to do that.

"How?" Scott asks as we follow.

"Tell us something first." Stiles turns back around. "Are you doing this because you want to stop Derek and Grayson or because you want to play in the game and they said you couldn't."

"Mmm, yes, good one, Stiles." I turn to Scott, waiting with a pointed look.

"There were bite marks on the legs, you guys. Bite marks." Scott stresses. I cringe.

"Okay." Stiles looks to me and I sigh, nodding. "Then we're gonna need a shovel.

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

HELLOOO <3

So sorry that I just dipped in the middle of this episode's chapters lmao, I got so busy with my last couple months of senior year of college & was just not able to update unfortunately... BUT WELCOME BACKKK!! I missed this book & Kai & Grayson so much!!

And happy 10 months to this book!! It is UNREAL to me that this book is already that old & almost to a year... time is not real lmao.

But anywayssss, hope y'all enjoyed this chapter & Kai & Stiles twin moment hehehe. And yes Kai did have to call Stiles out on his convo with Lydia bc that gave her secondhand embarrassment (and me too quite frankly lmao)

Don't forget to comment your thoughts, questions, & reactionssss!! Until next time, mwauh!! <3