Season One: Pilot

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"Bed!" I yell while jumping onto my twin's bed.

"What the hell are you doing Tessa?" my twin, aka Scott, asked.

"Bed," I repeat.

"Thank you for telling my that that's a bed. Now will you please leave me alone so I can get ready to go to sleep."

He then goes into his bathroom and begins brushing his teeth. Okay, let me explain. My name is Tessa McCall, the younger (by five minutes) twin of Scott McCall. He's basically my best friend beside Stiles Stilinski.

We're both 16. We're not identical but look like siblings. Both having brown hair, and brown eyes. Scott has our fathers tan skin as I on the other hand have my our mother's lighter skin. I'm the smarter twin though. And stronger. And more athletic. And more fit. And prettier. And-well, you get the picture. I'm also really short. Scott's a little under 6' as I'm about 5'3.

Lastly,  I cannot pronounce my 'R's'. When I say 'rip' it sounds like 'wip'. I was born with it so im used to it.

A noise coming from outside snaps me out of my thoughts. I see Scott look at me from his bathroom.

"You heard that right?" I whisper to him.

He nods and motions for me to stay put but I don't listen.

We slowly make our way down the stairs. He picks up a baseball bat that my mom has just in case of a burglary. Isn't my mom awesome? I start to go out first but Scott makes me go behind him due to older brother protectiveness. I roll my eyes but listen. We walk around the porch, Scott holding the bat and me in a cautious stance. I used to box when I was little so I know how to fight.

Suddenly, someone drops from the porch, hanging upside down, causing me to scream, Scott to scream and wave the bat, and the person to scream. Once we stop, I realize it's Stiles.

"Stiles. What the hell are doing?" I yell.

"Neither of you we're answering your phones," he answers in a 'duh' tone. He looks at Scott. "Why do you have a bat?"

"We thought you were a predator," Scott answers.

"A pred-ah-Look, I know it's late but you've gotta hear this...I saw my dad leave 20 minutes ago. Dispatch called. They're bringing in every officer in the Beacon department and even state police."

"For what?" I ask.

"Two joggers found a body in the woods," then Stiles jumps down from the roof.

"A dead body!?" Scott exclaims.

No, a body of water. I thought to myself.

"No, a body of water," Stiles took the words right out of my mouth."Yes dumbass a dead body."

"You mean like a murder?"

"Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties."

"Wait, if they already found the body, then what are we looking for?" I ask.

"That's the best part, they only found half...We're going."

And we're off.

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"Are we seriously doing this." Twin asked as we got out of Stiles' piece of poo jeep.

"You're the one bitching that nothing happens in this town," I reply.

"I was trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow."

"Right, cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort." Stiles informs him.

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