Chapter 3
Thursday, Scott invited her to sit with them at lunch. He didn’t mean to, but it just kind of slipped out. Before he knew, she was sliding into the seat next to him, but then Lydia was there too, sitting in the seat next to Stiles.
“Wow Scott, it seems that it took for Lydia to sit with us is for you to make a new friend.” Stiles sassed. Lydia pursed her lips and sent him a glare. “But on the other hand, we all like Miss Allison Argent,” Stiles said the last bit kind of forceful, hoping to get the point across. “But we hardly know anything about her, other than the fact that she is absolutely adorable.” Lydia shifted slightly, pressing her leg against Stiles’.
“Why are we sitting here today?” Jackson asked with a sneer. He made Brian move, who only half protested, and Danny sat next to Stiles.
“Why don’t you ever make Danny move?” Brian grumbled.
“Because I don’t stare at his girlfriend’s coinslot.” Danny grinned.
“Always a poet Danny boy.” Stiles half growled.
“Sorry,” Danny said quietly, so only Stiles could hear.
“Why the fuck is Stilinski here?” Jackson asked.
“I don’t know Jackson, why are you here?” Lydia sneered. Jackson looked up in surprise. Danny and Scott laughed quietly.
“Jackson, do you know my last name?”
“Martin, duh.”
“You’re missing a hyphen.” Stiles corrected.
“You honestly don’t know?” Lydia asked incredulously. Her mouth was slightly agape in awe.
“I’m confused,” Allison whispered to Scott. He grinned.
“Just give it a minute.”
“What don’t I know?” Jackson demanded.
“My full name! Lydia Anatazja Martin-Stillinski.” Lydia half yelled. Jackson opened his mouth and then closed it. Stiles, was hunched over in his chair, clutching his side in laughter.
“I don’t get it? You guys are related?” Jackson asked almost shyly. Lydia threw up her hands in defeat.
“Oh my god, you’re such a moron. WE ARE TWINS.” Stiles yelled. Comprehension dawned on Allison, and she giggled.
“Wait he didn’t know?” She asked.
“I don’t think anyone knew.” A voice said. They all turned to find the entire cafeteria looking at them, shocked.
“Seriously? How did you guys like forget between elementary school and now? Nothing changed. We live in the same house. Stiles drives me here every day. We have the same last name.” Lydia stated. Stiles grinned and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
“Wow,” he said. Lydia rolled her eyes.
“What?” Jackson was staring at the pair with eyes wide open. It was Stiles turn to roll his eyes.
“We have the same parents. We grew up in the same house. We came from the same womb, roughly at the same time. We have the same eyes. Though I got my father’s hair color.” Stiles amended. Lydia rested her head on her brother’s shoulder.
“Oh my god stop!” Jackson yelled. Scott laughed.
“Cmon Jackson, you really can’t tell me you didn’t know they were at least related?” Danny asked.
“You knew?”
“Dude, we’ve all gone to school together since like kindergarten.” Danny answered, he had a sad smile on his face.
“Now that we all know this; Jackson I would like to remind you that my dear darling sister is the only daughter of the Sheriff.” Stiles said with a grin. He could see the coloring draining from Jackson’s face.
“Stiles,” Lydia chided.
“Lydia.” Stiles answered.
“It’s so weird to see you guys like acknowledging each other.” Scott said.
“I’ve been here like two days; did you guys never before?” Allison asked.
“Nah, I’m a nerd.” Stiles answered.
“And he hung out with Scott. No offense Scott, but you really weren’t cool enough.” Lydia reassured.
“I think Scott’s pretty cool.” Allison defended him. Scott tried to hide his grin.
“Well yeah, he is now.” Stiles phone started blaring ‘Wolves’ by Dreamers.
“I can’t wait to tell her that’s her ringtone.” Lydia said with a smirk.
“Oh shut up,” Stiles grumbled. The conversation continued on to the party Lydia was throwing at Jackson’s that night.
Hey I got an earlier flight, I will be there at about 5 tonight.
“Add another member to your guest list, Lyds,” Stiles said with a grin.
“Don’t call her Lyds,” Jackson grumbled.
“We shared a womb, he can call me whatever the fuck he wants, and Stiles, you are way too happy about that.”
“Oh cmon, it’s been ages since we saw her.”
“Who?” Allison cut in. She was watching the siblings closely. Lydia had kind of closed off as soon as Stiles had asked about her, and she wanted to know why.
“Yea I’m curious about this girl. Stiles you tell me everything dude.” Scott added.
“Old friend. She lives in Argentina now. We kind of have a soft spot for her.” Lydia gave them a soft smile. “And Stiles you saw her like two months ago.”
“Yea but that’s still too long.” Lydia rolled her eyes.
“Wait is that where you go every summer?” Scott added with a head tilt. Stiles nodded, but the bell rang before anyone could say anything.
“Go to class Stiles, and I’m going straight to Jackson’s place after school.” She kissed him on the cheek and strutted out of the cafeteria.
“All this time I thought you were into her. You always look at her.” Jackson breathed
“Dude ew.” Stiles scrunched his nose. “I keep an eye on her because she’s my sister. And if you hurt her, or let her get hurt, don’t even think I won’t drop hell on your shoulders.” Jackson sneered, but Stiles could see his hesitancy. He and Scott walked to Chemistry together.
“Dude why is Lydia all of a sudden hanging out with us?” Scott asked. He had woken up in the woods that morning, and was kind of on edge.
“Things change. For one, you are a werewolf, which you need to accept.” Stiles knew exactly why Lydia was hanging around them.
“I’m not a werewolf jeez.” Stiles rolled his eyes, soon Scott would know. Chemistry was terrible. Harris still hated him. Lacrosse was interesting, again. Jackson knew something was up with Scott and demanded to know where he got his ‘juice.’ Stiles rolled his eyes when his friend told Jackson that his mom did the grocery shopping. They went head to head. It was like a show of how many new powers Scott now had.
After school, Stiles tried to show him. He tried to make him cancel with Allison, but he wouldn’t listen, and now Stiles had a nice new claw mark on his computer chair. He texted Lydia to keep an eye on Scott and headed to the airport. He had told his father of the coming arrival and he had smiled. “Been too long since I’ve seen that girl.” Stiles smiled when she walked out the sliding doors.
“Cora Hale, in the flesh.” He gave her a hug and spun her around.
“Hey Stiles, where’s Lydia?”
“At the party we are going to be attending very soon.” Cora pursed her lips. “Yea yea, well she’s been planning for a while and wouldn’t let it go. We have a lot to talk about though.” He hauled her duffel bag into the jeep and opened the door for her.
“Yes we do. So it was urgent. Lydia didn’t say much.”
“A few joggers found a body Sunday. It was Laura.” He said softly, pulling out of the parking lot. Cora looked up.
“What?!” Tears formed in her eyes and Stiles took her hand.
“Sorry Hale, I didn’t know she was in town. And when Dad got the call, her tattoo was described.” Cora choked back a sob. “Derek’s here.” She looked up again.
“He’s here? In Beacon Hills?” Stiles nodded.
“Saw him yesterday. He’s apparently turned into a creeper. A creeper who creeps around the woods.” Stiles swallowed the crack in his voice.
“I have to-”
“We will. Don’t worry, but we have another problem. Whomever killed Laura, is now an Alpha. That Alpha bit my friend Scott, and tonight’s the full moon.”
“Where is this Scott?”
“At the party we are attending.”
“What?!” Cora screeched.
“Yea he wouldn’t listen to me. No matter how strong, or agile, or how good his hearing is, or when he randomly wakes up in the middle of the woods.” Stiles growled.
“Well, I guess we are party goers now.”
“Before we get there, wanna hear something good?” Cora raised an eyebrow. “Practically our entire school forgot Lydia and I were twins.” Cora stared blankly at him.
“You’re kidding right? They’ve gone to school with you for how long?” That was almost a bigger shock than Laura. The thought brought fresh pinpricks of tears.
“Hold on Baby Hale. It’s gonna be okay.”
“I’m gonna stay for a while, is that cool with your Dad? I wanna see who the Alpha is and make sure you guys are safe.”
“Please, he was so pleased when I asked if you could come. You’re like his second daughter.” Cora smiled through her tears. “We’ll stop at the house so you can get cleaned up, and Lydia will kill me if I wear this.” Cora laughed.
“No she won’t she absolutely adores you, even if she doesn’t show it.”
“She is now.” He said quietly. Cora looked up. “She sits with me at lunch now, and talks to me. We held hand on the way to class today. She kisses me on the cheek after lunch. It’s been weird, for me at least. I’m not even touching on how the school is reacting.”
“Things are changing aren’t they?”
“Yea they are. I can feel it. I feel the shift deep in my bones. Nothing is going to be the same now.” They pulled up to the house and Stiles killed the engine. “Now pick something out for me that Lydia will like.”