"Thomas?" "No, Stiles,"

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Yes, no?


"I'm freezing, Newt!" I Yell, grabbing him by the arm and making him stop. "Take my hoodie then," He spat, going to take it off, but something startled us, branches snapping in the distance and red and blue lights appearing."We have to keep going. I promise everything is going to be okay," Newt smiles, looking at my face, "sorry," He says, kissing my forehead and handing me his hoodie. "What's wrong?" He asked as he pulled back, looking at his hoody, covered in blood."Are y-" He got cut off by someone in the clearing."Lydia!" they yelled."Thomas?" Newt asked, walking to the edge of the woods."No, Newt," I say, grabbing him and making him look back at me."It can be Wicked playing a trick,""But," He says, pushing past me, making me trip over something.

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