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“Clubs are overrated, anyway.”
----- “You say that, but I really think we go to the wrong clubs. Or for the wrong reasons.”
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“Clubs are overrated, anyway.”
----- “You say that, but I really think we go to the wrong clubs. Or for the wrong reasons.”
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This was wrong. This was so very wrong. She had no idea why she looked the way she did and she’d called Scott about forty-six times with no answer. When there was a knock on the door, she rushed down, then hesitated. What would she do if it was someone looking for her? Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and sighed in relief when she saw it was Kira. “Oh thank god,” she breathed, throwing her arms around the girl. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
She really should get used to surprises. She turned around and maybe five surprising things happened. One day, it wouldn’t get her, oh no, she’d be ready for anything.
But today was not that day. A pretty teenage girl rushing out of Scott’s house and hugging her, even though Kira had never seen her before in her life-- definitely a surprise. On reflex, she reached up and patted the girl on the back, mouth twitching up into a bewildered, polite smile.
------“Um, thank you? Is... um... Scott or Ms. McCall home?” she asked hesitantly.
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Lydia arched a brow and shook her head, “No, no not a bad thing. Just you know…different. And unique,” she added with a smile.
“Oh, good! That’s exactly what I was hoping for. I’m trying to look snazzy and put together. I have an interview today for a job, and I want to make the right first impression.”
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“Um, but you did, Kira. I saw you. I am so telling on you. But who to tell first.”
“But it’s not bad. It was just cheese! It’s fine. Please, please, don’t tell Lydia.”
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“Finding the gold in our darkest moments, Watching the roads turning into white roses .”
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“is anyone working on turning us BACK?”
----- “That’s actually a really good question! Who is working on that? Has anyone spoken to Deaton about all this?”
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----- “I never seem to have a good experience in clubs. It’s obviously not for me...”
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No matter where she ended up, what kind of atmosphere a school held for her, the huntress somehow managed to find herself holed up in the library, running her fingers along the binding of old books. It seemed quiet enough in here to get her work done, besides the mumbling and distant sounds of music.
It wasn’t until she pushed a few novels aside that she saw the girl, and subsequently, some books fell to the floor.
Kira jumped almost right out of her skin. Thanks to the recent chimera attacks, the kitsune had felt on the edge of her seat constantly. Though, to be honest, it wasn’t just the chimera that had her edgy. It was something under her very skin, like static cling that never ended. She ripped one earbud away and looked up, dark eyes wide and startled until she saw the other girl nearby with books by her feet.
----- “Are you okay? Did you need help?” Kira asked, her shock changing to quiet worry.
O.V.E.R.V.I.E.W. When you’re down and got no where to turn, it’s nice to know someone has your back. This group of unlikely friends has found a way to make it on their own in New York. Siblings Allison and Stiles have always been close, despite their differences, dragging their friends since high school Lydia and Scott along with them for the ride. Scott and Stiles even managed to go to college together. Liam and Kira joined the group, each answering roommate adds, and somewhere along the way they just found their pack. No matter what ups and downs come their way, they always remember that true friends will always be there for you
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“Did you just smell that and put it back? I’m onto you, Kira. So onto you.”
----- “Oh my God, Stiles! Don’t scare me like that! Where did you- when did you- I did not!”
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“Why is there a large bow on the front of your outfit?” Lydia asked with an arched brow.
----- “It might be.... why do you make it sound like it’s a bad thing?”
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“Alright, whatever. Cut to the chase. Who’re you really?”
----- “I, uhm, who are you?” Kira hedged wildly, taking a step back. She really didn’t want to admit to this headstrong powerhouse of a girl who was really in a forty-year-old man’s body. Just thinking about it made her shudder.
“Tell me what the date was first, then I’ll tell you why I know what it was,” Stiles bargained, grinning reassuringly at her. “Sorry. You could just be Peter pulling a really good trick. But if you are Kira, you know that at least I’m not Peter, since body swaps only go the one way.”
Kira frowned at Parrish in confusion. What all he said seemed plausible and she shuddered at the idea of Peter in her body he made a good point about the body-swapping. However, he could be swapped with, who knows, Kate or something. But he wasn’t talking like Kate... or even like Parrish. He still seemed familiar, but not in a Deputy Parrish kind of way.
----- “Ohhhkay,” Kira said slowly. “We were going to watch Star Wars. Stiles gave me- Stiles?!” she screeched with sudden epiphany which sounded really strange in Peter’s voice. So weird.
“–Kira?” Stiles gaped and dropped the gun to his side, keeping his hand on it just in case. It would be just like Peter to take advantage of something like this, after all, and Stiles hadn’t run into Kira’s body yet. “Okay, uh — what was the date Scott planned at Derek’s?”
Kira sighed in relief. At least someone was thinking with their head. She’d known Parrish was a good guy. She opened her mouth to answer, before snapping it shut and eyeing the deputy warily.
----- “But how would you know about that?”
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----- “...mmmmmmm...your soul is evergreen,” Kira whisper-sang under her breath. She was completely unaware of the person approaching her from behind, too immersed in her chimera research and iPod.
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“No do you want to know what’s worse..Aren’t Peter and Coach in our bodies now.” That thought was beyond creepy.
Kira stared at Coach, no, whoever it was. She wondered if Peter’s face could even convey the depth of horror she felt. “He’s in my body,” Kira repeated in a traumatized voice. “I have to find me!” she exclaimed, deep male voice catching and cracking in the high pitch she’d just attempted. She had to clear her throat roughly and whoa who knew men’s voices were so different?
“So you would have rather body swapped with me? I can’t say I’d be apposed to that- I mean, I could at least pee in that case..”
----- “K-Kate?” Kira squeaked, body tensing as her eyes darted around for easy escapes. But... the more the woman talked, the more Kira believed whoever was in there wasn’t Kate. It was someone like her. Someone who sounded a lot like... No. It couldn’t be.
-----“What do you mean, you can’t pee? Oh my gosh, does this mean I can’t pee!? I haven’t even tried yet- oh my gosh, I have a penis!” She stared down at her crotch, then realized she was staring down at Peter’s crotch, and covered her eyes with an ‘eep’ as she blushed tomoato-red. “Oh no.”