Lydia's POV
The pack meeting was finally over and everyone was going home. There was only myself, stiles, Scott and Derek to go.
I was making my way to the door until I saw something red and blue sticking out of stiles backpack. For some reason I get a quick flash back of Spider-Man's suit. 'Stiles?' I think to myself but before I can get a better look stiles walks over and grabs his backpack.
"Hey... Lydia." Stiles says trying to hide the bag behind his back. I crease my eyebrows in confusion, what was he hiding? "Do you need a lift home?" Stiles quickly asks.
"Actually that would be great, thanks stiles." I smile. If I was going to figure this out, this would be the perfect time.
We say goodbye to Scott and Derek and make our way to the jeep.
"I can't even remember the last time I saw the jeep." To be honest I really did miss the jeep, it just wasn't right to have no jeep in Beacon Hills.
"Well, you better get use to it because I'm not going anywhere for a long time." Stiles says walking around to the drivers side. I walk around to the passenger seat.
The start of the drive was very quiet, I couldn't help but think about what was in the bag. I turn to stiles, "so what's in the bag?" I ask.
I could see stiles starting to sweat, maybe I shouldn't of asked if it was that personal.

Stiles POV
I was really starting to panic, Lydia was too close to discovering my secret identity. Why was I so careless to leave my backpack open with my suit in there.
"Clothes." I answer, technically I didn't lie.
"Sorry I just thought you were hiding something the way your were hiding your bag." Lydia said feeling a bit guilty for asking the question. "But stiles you do know you can talk to me right, just because you were gone for awhile doesn't change anything, I'm still the same Lydia."
"I know Lydia and I'm thankful for that." I say turning to look at her. God did I hate lying straight to her face. She knows I'm hiding something and knowing her she will get to the bottom of it, I should of just told her.

Flashback
Finally this nightmare of a day was finally over. I still have no idea what is happening to me and it's just getting worse. Earlier when I came home from school I ripped the front door off its hinges, Aunt May wants me to go see someone to try and figure out what was going on but to be honest I don't think I want to do. It scares me to death to think that I'm turning into something that I can't control.
I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling, just thinking about everyone back at Beacon Hills. I wonder what there doing right now. Derek has probably called a pack meeting about some new threat. Malia has probably been having trouble controlling herself on full nights since I haven't been there to help, what a great friend I am. I feel even worse to leave dad all alone in the house, I just hope Scott visits him, which I know he will. Scott and Melissa are probably there every night having tea with Noah just so he has company. And then there's Lydia, we were becoming very good friends too, maybe if I stayed we could of became something more.
Then all of a sudden I see my window starting to open. I slowly get out of my bed and grab my bat, yes I know I brought my bat with me. I walk over to the window and wait by the side of it so I have the element of surprise.
I silently watch as the person crawls out of the window, now was my chance to attack.
I held my bat up and swung it hitting the guy in the gut. The person cried out in pain, I would to if I just got hit in the stomach.
"Stiles, it's me, Jackson." He said clenching he's stomach.
I straighten up and stared at him. "Jackson? What the hell are you doing sneaking into my house?" I ask very confused. How did he even know where I lived?
"I wanted to come over and see if we can figure out what is happening to you."
"What no phone call or text, to say 'oh and stiles just to let you know I'm coming over', instead of climbing through my window!" I say trying to stay calm.
"I didn't have your number." Jackson said defending himself.
I just stare at him as if to say 'really'.
I let out a breath and sit on the edge of my bed. "Well I guess since you made it your personal mission to figure out what I am, we should get started." I can believe I'm doing this.
"Okay so when did this all start?" Jackson ask pacing the room. I stare at him in disbelief, is this really Jackson Whittmore pacing my room.
"Now that I think about it, things started to happen after the science trip." I say quickly standing up. "Why didn't I realise this sooner." Now I was the one pacing back and forth.
"What is it? Stiles?!" Jackson said making my attention turn to him.
"I was bitten by a spider but it wasn't just that, the spider looked strange, not like a normal spider should look. After that, that's when everything started to happen." I sat down relieved that I finally figured out why this was happening.
"Seems like some kind of spider huh." Jackson laughed.
I squinted my eyes at him.
Jackson coughs to clear his throat. "So what can you do, anything special?"
"I uhhh... I don't really know. I'm strong I guess."
Jackson smirked. "How strong is strong?"
"I could beat you in an arm wrestle." I challenged him.
"Prove it."
We sat opposite each other and started the match. Jackson was winning for the first 10 seconds until I brought it right back and then bam! I won easily. I smirk at Jackson.
"Alright what else can you do?" He asked a little bitterly.
I remembered earlier this morning when spiderwebs came out of my wrist maybe I can make it happen again.
I stand up and point my wrist at my table where my books where, if I can just shoot the webs somehow and bring the book towards me.
"Shoot!"
"Go!"
"Webs up!"
"Something!?"
I tried several different techniques of flicking my wrist but none of them worked.
"Webs up, really?" Jackson said mocking me.
"Shut up, I know I can do this, I just have to figure out how to-" with out realising it, a web flung from my wrist and grabbed onto the book. I looked over to Jackson and he looked just as amazed as me. I pulled on the web causing the book to fly over and land in my hands.
"This is... awesome!" I can't believe it, I have powers.
"Your like a spider man." Jackson says turning to me.
"Yeah I guess I am a spider man."

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