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chapter thirteen, rage
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Talulla had first started feeling off earlier in the day at Scott's house. She's not sure if it's because she was just newly resurrected or if it was just the awkward tension between everyone. She saw it this morning between Parrish and Scott, in the afternoon between Stiles and Scott, and even now between Malia, Scott, and Stiles. This was the only time Talulla had truly ever felt a weird atmosphere while around them. Everyone was usually very comfortable around one another, but after the past couple weeks everything seemed to be completely different from that.
Talulla and Stiles lingered behind Malia and Scott, both of them checking around for any sign that Noah had been in the area. The ground was made of what seemed to be fully rocks, Talulla silently thanked herself for wearing sneakers today. She looked to the right of her, watching as Stiles throughly searched the items next to where he was standing.
Stiles could feel Talulla's stare burning into his back, he turned back towards her, seeing a small smile planted on her face. "Why are you staring at me?"
Talulla looked away quickly, blushing due to being caught staring at Stiles, "I'm not staring, I'm admiring."
"Sure, keep telling yourself that." Stiles chuckled lightly before standing up straight. He could feel his mind beginning to drift off to something he'd noticed hours earlier, "I have a question for you."
