Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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STILES BREATHES IN RELIEF AND RETURNS TO HIS OWN EXPERIMENT WITH ISAAC. As the taller boy hands him the compounds to mix, Stiles whispers a quiet threat.
"If you harm one perfect, strawberry blonde hair on her head, I'm going to turn your little werewolf ass into a fur coat and give it to her as a birthday present."
"Really? Because I've never actually been to her big birthday party... invite only. I did ask her out once though."
Stiles scoffs, "This sounds like a heartfelt story."
"It was first day the beginning of freshman year."
"And you thought everything was going to be different in high school. But she said no."
Issac chuckles, "That's right. She said I'll pass. She even laughed and told me to try again when the bike I rode to school had an engine, not a chain."
"Unrequited love's a bitch. Maybe you should write about it in English. Channel that negative energy."
"I was thinking I'd channel it into killing her." He grins looking Stiles in the eye, "I'm not very good at writing."
Harris slams his palm onto the bell, "And last switch."
Allison and Luna sit together while Stiles and Scott do but so does Lydia and Isaac. Stiles and Scott watch Isaac take his place next to Lydia. Neither of them knowing what to do. Stiles starts forward but a wood pointer smacks down on the table.
"If you want to test my patience, Mr. Stilinski, I guarantee it will be a failing grade."
While Stiles backs off, at the station behind them, Allison turns to Erica who sat behind her and Luna.
"What are you going to do to her?"
Erica grins, "Don't you think the better question is... What's she going to do to us?"
Catching their whispers, Scott glances back at Allison. Erica notices the looks between them.
"I have to say, you guys are cute together. But you know, I've always had this feeling like I'm a little psychic. And I just don't think you're going to last."
"Oh shit..." Luna mutters glancing between the two.
Allison scoffs, "You think you can hurt me by sliding your hand up his thigh?"
"Would you like it better if it were your thigh?"
Under the desk Erica shows her clawed fingers. Allison turns to Luna who rolls her eyes.
Erica smirks, "Let's do it. Girl fight in Labs. It'll be hot."
Luna scoffs, "Dude you've got to do better with your comebacks."
"Time. If you catalyzed the reaction correctly you should now be looking at a crystal."
Luna and Allison smile as their crystal perfectly sits in front of them. Stiles and Scott gaze down at a pathetic molten glob of chemical detritus bearing no resemblance to a crystal.
