5 // Venomous

                                    

                                          
I was standing at Allison's locker talking to both her and Lydia when I see someone running full speed down the hall. "Stiles?" I ask. When he passes us he grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with him.
                          
"Woah Stiles, where are we going?" I ask him.
                          
"You'll know when we get there." He replies dodging people every now and then.
                          
"Well is something chasing you?"
                          
"What? No!"
                          
"Then why the hell are we running?" He ignores me and turns into a classroom, flinging me into a seat as he takes his own next to Scott.
                          
"Dude, I just talked to my dad, who just talked to Jackson, and I've got really terrible, horrible, very, very bad news." Stiles rushes out to Scott all in one breath.
                          
"I think I already know." Scott says nodding his head to the front of the class. A couple of rows ahead of me sat no other than...
                          
"Isaac?" I ask. But it's not my Isaac- I mean the Isaac I know- We all know. This Isaac had perfectly styled hair and dark clothes. A black leather jacket and black jeans. Basically the guy version of Erica 2.0 but I have to say... "He looks kinda hot." The boys snapped their heads toward me.
                          
"Oh did I say that out loud?" I say slumping down in my chair. It's gonna be a long day.
                          
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"All right, I only found one thing online called a kanima. It's a werejaguar from South America that goes after murderers." Stiles said as we walked out of the classroom.
                          
"That thing was not a jaguar." Scott said.
                          
"Yeah, and I don't know about Rowan but I'm not exactly a murderer." I glared at him and shoved him with my shoulder. He rubbed his side pretending that I hurt him.
                          
"Yeah, but you did see it kill somebody, Stiles, which is probably why it tried to kill you. And it's still trying to kill you, and it probably won't stop until you're dead." Scott rambles on not realizing that Stiles stopped walking about 10 steps ago.
                          
"You know, sometimes I really begin to question this 'friendship.'" Stiles says as he rushes to catch up to us. Me and Scott just laugh as we split to go to our next class after saying goodbye.
                          
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"Wait Derek thinks Lydia is the kanima? Our Lydia." I ask as we walk into chemistry class.
                          
"Yep." Scott answers.
                          
"All right, so he tests her like he did with Jackson, right? But when and where?" Stiles asks. We look over to the other end of the class room to see Erica and Isaac staring at her. They glance over at us and smirk.
                          
"I think here and now." We all start rushing to the two vacant seats on either side of her but Scott and Stiles got there first. I quickly grab the seat closest to them as the wonder twins (Issac and Erica) sir behind them. Allison walks in the classroom giving the boys weird looks. 
                          
"Why are Scott sitting in my chair?" Allison asks me as she takes a seat at my lab table.
                          
"Isaac's back." I say nodding over to their table. "Derek thinks Lydia is the kanima and we think they are planning on testing her this period. So we need to keep them as far as possible from them." Allison just nods as the bell rang.
                          
"Einstein once said, 'Two things are infinite: The universe and human stupidity;' And I'm not sure about the universe..." Mr Harris said walking around the class. He stops right behind Stiles and pats him on the back "I myself have encountered infinite stupidity."
                          
"So to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you're going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments. Let's see if two heads are indeed better than one. Or in Mr. Stilinski's case, less than one. Erica, you take the first station. You'll start with-" Almost everyone's hand went up. "I didn't ask for volunteers. Put your hormonal little hands down. Start with Mr. McCall. All right, next two."
                          
Mr. Harris listes off everyone and of course I ended up with Isaac. The last person I wanted to be with right now. The first couple of minutes were surprisingly pleasant. He allowed me to do the assignment in silence while he watched. But of course he had to ruin it with his voice.
                          
"So your just not going to talk to me. You seemed to have a lot to say the other night." I could feel him smirking at me and it's the most infuriating thing. I take a deep breath before answering.
                          
"I have nothing to say. You already know how I feel about all of this." I pour the chemical into the beaker completely uninterested in engaging in conversation with him.
                          
"Oh really? Cause you seemed pretty into it a couple of periods ago."
                          
"Oh so your ease dropping now?"
                          
"Only when people talk about me." I roll my eyes. 
                          
"Look Isaac, Your a big boy. Okay? I'm not going to coddle you. Your lashing out, and until you deal with what ever your suppressing your gonna keep lashing out, and like always I'm gonna be here to pick up the pieces-" I ramble on but he cuts me off, tightly grabbing my wrist causing my to look at him. I try to look as unfazed as possible.
                          
"Don't hold your breath." He growls at me. "I'm not lashing out. This is me now. Take it or leave it." I hear the ding telling us to switch partners.
                          
"I'm leaving." I smirk at him snatching my hand away and getting up. Scott takes the spot by Lydia so I go sit next to Allison. Neither of us get much done because we were too busy watching Lydia, Isaac, and Erica. In no time Mr. Harris told us to switch again. I was getting ready to take Scott's spot next to Lydia but Isaac beat me to it. He smirks over his shoulder at me as I glare at the back of his head taking a seat next to Scott and Stiles.
                          
Stiles was about to get up in protest but Mr. Harris hit him with his rod causing him to sit down. "If you're trying to test my patience, Mr. Stilinski, I guarantee it'll be a failing grade." He says before walking away. The boys mix a couple of things into the beaker before Mr. Harris calls time.
                          
"If you've catalyzed the reaction correctly, you should now be looking at a crystal." I look as our beaker in disgust as Stiles holds it up. Whatever they made, it sure as hell wasn't a crystal. "Now for the part of that last experiment I'm sure you'll all enjoy - You can eat it." 
                          
"Nope! I'm sure as hell not eating that." I gag pushing it away from me. I see Scott staring over at Isaac and Lydia. I look over and see something drip from their crystal. Oh no.
                          
"Lydia!" Scott yells as she puts it in her mouth. The entire class turns to stare at him.
                          
"What?" Lydia asked. The venom dropped in her mouth. She should be paralyzed. What the hell?
                          
"Nothing." Scott quickly says when he saw that it didn't work.
                          
"Scott sit down!" I tell him, pulling him down by the shoulder. The three of us look at each other. "So... Does this mean she's the Kanima?"
                          
"Yes." Scott says at the same time Stiles says, "No."
                          
"Look I don't know!" Scott admits.
                          
"Scott it's not her!" Stiles tells him.
                          
"I know Stiles! But this doesn't exactly help your argument." Scott sighs rubbing his face with his hands.
                          
"I-I know just-" Stiles takes a deep breath. "Just trust me okay? It's not her."