Like every other person in Beacon Hills, Skylar Knight was also a supernatural creature. She comes from a very long line of faeries. Faeries were hunted down to near extinction because legends believe that if you kill a faerie you become stronger an...
Lydia and I took the list to Deputy Parrish and he was looking up all the names.
"Well, it's not another dead pool. More like an already dead pool," Parrish explained looking over the files, incident report.
"All of them? All dead?" Lydia asked.
"Within the last 10 years. All suicides. And all at the same place," Parrish explained.
"Eichen House," I said, seeing the name.
Skye's P.O.V
Scott and I walk in the Beacon Hills School courtyard. Some lights a "metal cyclone" is rigged with natural gas jets and set on fire with a torch. The flames race up the cone-shaped sculpture. Kids shout from the crowd of students. The DJ begins to spin and the crowd sways and jumps to the music.
I see Mara and Isaac in the crowd of students dancing to the music. I smile at them, having a good time as Scott grabs my hand.
"Does this count as a date?" Scott asked over the music. I grin, shaking my head no.
"Babysitting a bunch drunk teenager, no. You promised me a movie, McCall. You can't get out of it," I said, making Scott grin at me. He moves closer to my ear.
"I plan on keeping it," Scott said, sending a shudder down my back. My heart starts to speed up. I notice all the lacrosse players wearing their jersey.
"You are overdressed," I said, near his ear. He looks around to see that I'm right. He forgot to wear his jersey.
"It's okay, team captain. You don't have to fit in when you were made to stand out. Especially in this sexy black button-down shirt," I said, putting my lips near his ear. I connect to him, thinking about unbuttoning his shirt one by one. Scott pulls back enough that he was inches from my lips. His hand reaches for my cheek to pull my lips closer to his.
Then, I saw Malia dancing behind Scott with a flask in her hands. Scott was about to lean in when I pull back, pointing to Malia.
"Hey, I wanted a kiss," Scott said, pouting a little.
"I'll kiss you later, I promise," I told, causing Scott to smile again. I roll my eyes, grinning at him.
"You better," Scott said.
"I will," I told him with a chuckle. I grab his hand, walking over to Malia.
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"Hey. What are you doing here?" Scott asked Malia.
"Getting drunk. What are you doing?" Malia asked.
"We trying to make sure no one gets hurt," Scott answered her.
"That sounds fun too," Malia said, taking another drink from her flask.
