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CHAPTER SEVEN
PACK MENTALITY
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MIA WALKED TOWARD SCHOOL with her best friend and brother by her side as they talked about Scott's dream from the night before. Apparently, his dream consisted of him and Allison spending some quality time together on the bus before he started to attack her.

"So you killed her?" Mia asked as she pushed the door of the building open, allowing the two boys to follow her inside.

"I don't know," Scott answered as he followed the shorter girl inside. "I just woke up."

Mia laughed as her brother was hit by the door while walking inside the building.

"And I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe." Scott continued as he wrapped his hands around his backpack straps. "I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before."

"Really?" Stiles asked as he moved to stand on his sister's left. "I have. Usually ends a little differently."

"You're disgusting," Mia glared at her twin. "I didn't need to know anything about your wet dreams."

Mia gagged as she moved away from her brother and toward Scott, who chuckled at the girl's actions.

"I'm your sister. Talk about those dreams with Scott when I'm not here."

Stiles ignored his sister's commentary while Scott spoke up about what he meant.

"A, I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real, and B, I'm with Mia, never give me that much detail about you in bed again."

"Noted," Stiles nodded as he continued walking alongside Scott. He sighed before continuing to speak. "Let me take a guess here."

"I vote that Stiles isn't allowed to take any more guesses," Mia piped in before noticing her friend standing in the hallway. "I'll be right back."

With that, she walked away from the duo and toward Isaac Lahey, who was switching his books out in his locker.

"Hey Isaac," Mia greeted as she leaned against the locker next to his. "How was your weekend?"

"It was okay," he sighed as he pulled his geometry notebook from his locker. "I was mainly doing homework."

"You didn't do anything after the game?" Mia's smile fell as she looked at her friend.

"Nah," Isaac said in a dismissive tone as he pulled the sleeves of his jacket down so they covered his wrists. "My dad doesn't like that stuff, so I just went home after it ended."

"I need help with the theorems for math," Mia started as she gave her friend a weak smile. "Could you help me with them sometime before the test?"

Isaac nodded before coming up with an idea.

"What about after school one day this week?"

Before Mia could answer, her phone started to buzz in her pocket.

"Definitely." She smiled before taking her phone out of her jeans. "I've got to take this, it's Scott."

Isaac gave her a fake smile before watching her walk away and answer her phone. He wished she would drop everything for him, but he knew that Scott and Stiles meant the world to her.

"Hey Scooter." She pressed her phone to her ear as she started to walk down the hall. "What's up?"

"Have you seen Allison?"

"I'm doing good, thanks for asking."

"Have you seen her?" Scott asked in a frantic tone. "I think my dream actually happened last night."

"What do you mean you think it actually happened?" Mia asked as she walked past the back doors of the school only to see the crime scene outside. "I see what you mean."

"Have you seen her?"

"No I haven't seen her yet, but I'll look out on your behalf, okay?" Mia groaned as she saw Mr. Harris standing in the hallway. "I've got to go, Harris is in the hallway and I'm not in the mood for detention."

She hung up the phone and turned on her heel before Harris could spot her. Her eyes scanned the hallway for the brunette that had made out with her best friend on Saturday night, but she was unable to find the girl in the crowded halls.

She stopped walking when the principal started to speak over the loudspeaker.

"Attention students, this is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night to one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as scheduled. Thank you."

The entire hallway groaned at the thought of attending classes like normal. Many of the students started walking to their first-period class while others chose to stay and talk in the hallway.

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Mia sat in chemistry at the lab table to the right of Stiles and Scott. Thankfully, her lab partner was Isaac, so he knew how to keep her attention on class rather than whatever was going through her head.

"Are you okay?" Isaac asked as he looked toward the brunette, who was glaring toward her notebook. "Did something happen since I talked to you earlier?"

Mia took a deep breath before starting to talk to the curly haired boy.

"You know how I'm friends with Scott?" Isaac nodded as he wrote down the day's date in his notebook. "Something happened the day of the game and I'm mad at him, but in the same breath, I can't stay mad at him."

Isaac watched Mia's gaze fall to her notebook and a frown appeared on her face. He didn't know what had happened between the girl and her best friend, but if it made her mad at him, it must have been bad.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Mia shook her head at the thought of talking about what had happened the other day. She knew she was mad at Scott for accidentally hurting her, but she also knew that he wasn't in his right state of mind. He would never intentionally hurt her, and he was probably beating himself up about it.

"If you need to talk about it, I'm always here." Isaac placed his hand on Mia's with a small smile.

"Thanks," Mia looked toward the chalkboard, where Mr. Harris had just turned around to face the class.

"Mr. Stilinski, if that's your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out every once in a while." Mr. Harris' voice caused Mia to look toward her brother, who was sitting at his desk talking to Scott.

"Only Stiles," Mia mumbled, which caused Isaac to let out a small laugh as they watched their teacher talk to the older Stilinski.

"I think you and Mr. McCall would benefit from a little distance, yes?"

"No," Stiles slumped down in his seat as he looked from Scott to their teacher.

"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much." Mr. Harris then directed Stiles to move into the seat in front of Mia while Scott was moved to the seat in front of Jackson.

"Are you missing Scooter?" Mia asked with a smile as she turned to face her twin.

"Miss Stilinski, would you like to move as well?" Mia shook her head at the sound of her teacher's voice. "Then don't speak to your brother in my class."

The entire class jumped out of their seats as a girl moved toward the window.

"Hey, I think they found something."

Mia stood at the back of the crowd with Isaac while Stiles moved toward Scott, who was all the way at the front.

"You should talk to him," Isaac suggested as he looked toward the window.

The man on the gurney sat up with a horrified look on his face and the entire class jumped. Isaac grabbed Mia's wrist in fear as their eyes were focused on the man being pushed into the ambulance.

"Shit," Mia whispered as her gaze flickered to Scott, who stood by the window with a shocked expression. The werewolf started to back away from the crowd, which caused the Stilinski twins to share a look before approaching him. "I'll be back in a few."

Mia walked over to Scott with a nervous look on her face. She stood on her brother's left as he started talking about how this was good because the guy wasn't dead.

"Stiles," Scott started before his eyes fell on Mia, and he could smell the anxiety she felt. "I did that."

Mia held her twin's hand in her own as she looked toward the ground.

"I'm sorry," Scott looked at Mia with a sad look in his eyes. "I know you're mad at me."

Mia mumbled something under her breath before Stiles elbowed her, forcing the girl to speak up.

"Yeah I'm mad." She brought her gaze from the floor to meet her best friend's eyes. "But I also know that you didn't mean to knock me unconscious that day."

Scott let out a shaky sigh of relief before Mia continued her train of thought.

"You better come up with some great apology because I would drop everything for you, even after that happened." Mia started to walk back toward Isaac, who gave the girl a small smile.

Stiles and Scott watched as she started to talk to the shyer boy before they started to speak.

"You need to make it up to her," Stiles started as he looked at his best friend. "She hates not talking to you, but you did hurt her."

"I know," Scott rubbed his hand over his face as he groaned. "I hate that I hurt her."

"You know how to make it up to her, so get on it."

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"So you're buying me ice cream later?" Mia asked as she walked toward their lunch table. "I'll consider forgiving you, but only because I can't stand not talking to you Scooter."

Scott smiled as he grabbed some napkins for their table before Stiles started to speak.

"But dreams aren't memories." Stiles explained as he moved closer to Scott before sitting across the table from the werewolf. Mia moved to sit at the seat on the left of Stiles, which was farthest from the end of the table.

"Then it wasn't a dream." Scott placed his tray down before pushing out Mia's chair for her with his bag. "Something happened last night, and I can't remember what."

"What makes you so sure Derek even has all the answers?" Stiles asked as the trio sat down in their seats. Mia quickly placed her backpack in the seat next to her before responding to her brother.

"Let's think," Mia started before looking between the boys at her table. "He's the only other guy with the same problem as Scott, so I think he's our best bet."

"Because during the full moon he wasn't changed. He was in total control while I was running around in the middle of the night attacking some totally innocent guy."

"You don't know if you did that." Mia placed her hand on Scott's arm as she spoke, which seemed to calm the werewolf a bit.

"I don't not know it." Scott looked between his best friends before continuing to speak. "I can't go out with Allison. I have to cancel."

"No, you're not cancelling, okay?" Stiles shut down his best friend's thoughts. "You can't just cancel your entire life. We'll figure it out."

"As long as you have us, you'll be fine." Mia smiled at her best friend before a confused look overtook her features.

"Figure what out?" Lydia asked before smiling at the brunette. "Hi Mia."

"Hey Lydia," Mia quickly waved at the strawberry blonde before elbowing her brother's side so he would close his mouth. "Our homework."

"Why is she sitting with us?" Stiles whispered to his two best friends, who both shrugged in response.

Allison moved to sit in the seat across from Mia, which startled Scott as he pulled his backpack out of the seat. The taller brunette thanked Scott with a smile before waving to the younger Stilinski.

"Hey Danny," Mia smiled at the boy who sat on the other side of her twin.

"Get up," Jackson looked at the boy who sat at the end of the table he placed his lunch tray on the table.

"How come you never ask Danny to get up?" The teen asked as he gestured to Danny, who had just taken a bite out of his apple.

"Because I don't stare at his girlfriend's coin slot," Danny explained with a small smirk before Jackson pushed the other teen out of his seat.

"So I hear they're saying it's some type of animal attack," Danny said as he looked toward Jackson. "Probably a cougar."

"I heard mountain lion," Jackson chimed in as he relaxed in his seat.

"A cougar is a mountain lion," Lydia corrected before realizing her mistake in her facade. "Isn't it?"

"Who cares?" Jackson asked, which caused Mia to roll her eyes.

"You're right Lydia," Mia chimed in from her end of the table as she glared at the lacrosse team captain.

"That guy's probably some homeless tweaker who's gonna die anyway."

"Harsh Jackson," Mia snapped before her brother spoke up.

"Actually, I just found out who it is." Stiles looked up from his phone screen before showing it to the table. "Check it out."

Mia listened as the news report explained some new information about the attack and gave the victim a name, Garrison Meyers.

"I know this guy," Scott stuttered out as all eyes fell on him. "Yeah, when I used to take the bus back when I lived with my dad. He was the driver."

Scott looked between Mia and Stiles, who both sat back in their seats at the realization that Scott didn't hurt a stranger, he hurt someone he had known.

"Can we talk about something slightly more fun, please?" Lydia requested as she twirled her fork in her hands. "Like, oh, where we are going tomorrow night?"

Scott and Allison turned toward Lydia with matching looks of confusion on their faces.

"You said you and Scott were hanging out tomorrow night, right?"

Mia stifled a laugh with her hand at the confused expression on her best friend's face. Allison swallowed her food before answering the preppy strawberry blonde.

"Um, we were thinking of what we were gonna do." Allison explained as she looked between Scott and Lydia.

"Well, I am not sitting home again watching lacrosse videos," Lydia said up in a snarky tone. "So if the four of us are hanging out, we are doing something fun."

"Hanging out?" Scott turned to Allison, who was taking a sip of her water, which made Mia shake her head at his confusion. "Like the four of us?"

Stiles and Mia glanced at each other as they knew what hanging out meant. They had their hands covering their mouths as they looked at their best friend.

"Do you want to hang out, like us and them?"

"Yeah," Allison shrugged, "I guess. Sounds fun."

"You know what else sounds fun?" Jackson leaned forward and grabbed a fork from his lunch tray. "Stabbing myself in the face with this fork."

Lydia quickly snatched the fork from her boyfriend's hand, which caused Mia to laugh.

"I bet being stabbed in the face with a fork is just as much fun as dating him," Mia whispered to her brother, which caused him to choke on his water.

"How 'bout bowling?" Lydia suggested as she turned to her boyfriend. "You love to bowl."

"Yeah, with actual competition." Jackson responded as he looked at Lydia.

"How do you know we're not actual competition?" Allison asked as she leaned forward before looking at Scott. "You can bowl, right?"

Mia and Stiles gave their best friend a warning look as they both knew how bad of a bowler their best friend was. He was never able to get more than two pins down when they would go bowling, which led to the trio agreeing to not go bowling again.

"Sort of."

Mia picked up her phone and texted Danny with a roll of her eyes.

TO: Dan da Man

This is so hard to watch.

Mia glanced toward Danny as he took out his phone to check the message. He shook his head before responding to the brunette's message.

FROM: Dan da Man

He can't bowl, can he

Mia shook her head as she looked at the lacrosse player, who took another bite out of his apple. Her attention was brought back to the conversation as her best friend looked at Jackson.

"In fact, I'm a great bowler." Mia face palmed at her best friend's words.

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"You're a terrible bowler!" Mia exclaimed in unison with her brother as they followed Scott down the stairs.

"I know!" Scott turned around to face the twins, who held the straps of their backpacks in their hands. "I'm such an idiot."

"You're not an idiot," Mia attempted to wrap her arm around his shoulders, but wound up with his arm around hers. "That's my twin."

"God, it was like watching a car wreck," Stiles spoke as he walked on Mia's right. "I mean, first it turned into the whole group date thing, and then out of nowhere comes that phrase."

"Hang out," Scott replied as Mia moved out from under his arm.

"You don't hang out with hot girls, okay? It's like death."

Mia turned to face her best friend and brother with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Not to sound stuck up, but what about me?" Her gaze focused on Scott, who started to blush at his best friend's words. "You always hang out with me Scooter."

Stiles noticed his best friend's discomfort and stepped in to bring the attention away from him.

"You're different. First you're my sister, and second you're his best friend. The idea of hot leaves once that title comes in."

Mia rolled her eyes at her brother's logic before he made another comment.

"You may as well be her gay best friend. You and Danny could start hanging out."

"Leave Danny out of this." Mia poked her brother's shoulder before turning to Scott. "If Allison doesn't realize how great you are Scooter, I might just have to openly call her an idiot."

Mia's words were ignored as Scott started to think about everything else that happened that day.

"I either killed a guy or I didn't."

"I don't think Danny likes me very much." Stiles had a confused look on his face as he thought about the boy who sat with them at lunch.

"I ask Allison on a date, and now we're hanging out." Scott complained as he walked in front of his best friends.

"I wonder if people think I'm hot," Mia asked herself as she ignored her best friends.

"Am I not attractive to gay guys?"

"I make first line, and the team captain wants to destroy me, and now," Scott sighed, "now I'm gonna be late for work."

With that, Scott left the twins behind and rushed out of the school building.

"Wait, Scott, you didn't-" Stiles stopped talking as he realized their best friend left. "Am I attractive to gay guys?"

He turned to his sister, who was still talking to herself.

"Am I hot?" A group of guys who were walking past the duo stopped for a second to answer the girl's question.

"Yeah," the tallest of the group responded before continuing to lead his posse through the halls. Mia shouted a thanks as she heard Stiles talk to himself.

"You didn't answer my question," Stiles sighed before wrapping his arm around his twin's shoulders and walking toward the parking lot.

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Mia sat on the hood of her twin's Jeep as she listened to her brother and best friend talk from where they stood in front of the car.

"Personally, I think that you should just rip the band-aid off and just go and check it out." Mia suggested with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Someone needs to keep watch."

"How come I'm always the guy keeping watch?" Stiles whined as they approached the fence, which meant that Mia had trouble hearing the duo.

She watched as they continued talking until Scott climbed over the fence and Stiles walked back to the car.

"Hey Batman," Mia greeted as she hopped off the hood of the car. "Let me guess, Scooter's going to try and figure out what happened?"

Her brother nodded before moving toward the driver's side of the Jeep and sitting in his seat. Mia walked toward the other side of the car and made her way to the back seat. She started drumming her fingers against the window to the beat of We Will Rock You.

The brunette stopped when she saw a beam of light come from behind the buses, causing her to frantically tap her brother's shoulder.

"Stiles." Her twin looked up and saw the guard patrolling the parking lot.

He repetitively hit the Jeep's horn to hopefully get their best friend's attention, and finally stopped when the boy came running out of the bus. The duo watched as he ran through the rain before doing a flip over the chain link fence. He ran toward Roscoe and hopped in the passenger's seat while Mia yelled for her brother to go.

Stiles turned the car around and started to drive away from the school. The three teens let out sighs of relief once they were away from the parking lot.

"Did it work?" Stiles asked frantically as he drove. "Did you remember?"

"Yeah, I was there last night," Scott sighed. "And the blood, a lot of it was mine."

"So did you attack him?" Mia asked as she tapped her fingers against her jeans.

"No," Scott answered. "I saw glowing eyes in the bus, but they weren't mine. It was Derek."

"Why are we always assuming it's Derek?" Mia asked, only to be ignored by her best friends.

"What about the driver?"

"I think I was actually trying to protect him," Scott explained with a small smile on his face.

"Wait, why would Derek help you remember that he attacked the driver?" Stiles asked as he looked toward Scott.

"Exactly why I don't think it was Derek," Mia mumbled, only to have the boys glance at her.

"He's the only other werewolf in town, it has to be him." Stiles turned his attention back to the road when he spoke.

"I don't get it either," Scott responded as Mia placed her hand on his shoulder.

"It's got to be a pack thing," Stiles suggested.

"What do you mean?"

"What the nimrod means is that he thinks its like an initiation into the pack." Mia explained as she bounced her knee up and down. "Like how you have to do a lot of stuff to get into a fraternity."

"You do the kill together," Stiles explained.

"Because ripping someone's throat out is a real bonding experience?"

"I didn't write the werewolf fraternity rules." Mia shrugged as her brother started rambling about how Scott didn't do it, so their best friend isn't a killer.

"I can go out with Allison," Scott smiled at the thought of taking the new girl on a date. Now he didn't have to worry about possibly killing Allison because he wasn't a killer.

"I was gonna say it means you won't kill either of us," Stiles looked at his twin through the rear view mirror and noticed the small frown on her face. He made a mental note to check up on her later.

"Oh yeah," Scott sighed before looking back at Mia, who was quick to put a fake smile on her face. "That too."

"Nice to know you care Scooter."

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Mia fell onto Scott's bed as she climbed in through his window, her brother falling next to her as he was too impatient to wait his turn. They landed with a thud as they tried to move off of their best friend's bed. As they stood up, Melissa McCall entered the room with a baseball bat ready to attack whoever had just entered the room.

"Melissa it's Mia!" Mia shouted as she pushed Stiles in front of her. "Hit him, not me!"

Her twin fell backwards, knocking her onto the mattress beside him. The three continued screaming as they freaked out until Melissa saw who it was.

"Stiles, Mia, what the hell are you two doing here?" Melissa kept her hands on the bat as she looked at the two teens who were on her son's bed.

"What am I doing?" Stiles yelled back as he tried to catch his breath. "God, do either of you even play baseball?"

"It was his idea," Mia pointed at her twin, which caused her best friend's mother to chuckle. "I just came along for the ride."

The bedroom light turned on as Scott entered the room, which made Mia smile.

"Can you please tell your friends to use the front door?"

"But that's not fun," Mia whined as she leaned back onto the mattress.

"But we lock the front door," Scott explained. "They wouldn't be able to get in."

"Yeah, exactly."

"I'm wounded," Mia held her hand over her heart as she looked toward the woman she considered to be another mother.

"Mia would've been let in, she's not as much trouble."

Melissa's words made Stiles' jaw drop and made Scott laugh. Both boys knew that Mia was mischievous, but of course none of the parents ever knew that due to her constantly blaming them.

"And, by the way," Melissa looked between the three teens. "Do any of you care that there's a police enforced curfew?"

"No," they responded in unison.

"No. All right then," Melissa sighed as she looked toward her son. "Well, you know what? That's about enough parenting for me for one night. So good night."

With that, she left the three teens in favor of her bedroom. They looked at each other and let out a small sigh before telling the woman they all considered a mother good night.

"What?" Scott asked as he pulled a chair over from his desk. He looked at Mia before moving his gaze to Stiles, who had become the bearer of bad news.

"Our dad left for the hospital fifteen minutes ago," he started with a sigh. "It's the bus driver. They said he succumbed to his wounds."

"Succumbed?"

"He died Scott," Mia said while avoiding eye contact with her best friend.

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Author's Note

Hey everyone! I hope this chapter finds you well! I'm glad to have written this as it's my longest chapter to date! This has about 4.4K words, so I hope you enjoyed it. This chapter was the entirety of episode three, so I hope it sounded good! Next chapter starts episode four, and I'm really excited for that!! Remember to comment and vote because that always helps with inspiration!

- Daniella

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PUBLISHED: May 27, 2020

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