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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴

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"Boy, it's a good thing you drew me a picture."

Meilani McCall smiled sheepishly at the tattoo artist from her seat in the chair. She had dragged her twin, Scott McCall, and her boyfriend, Stiles Stilinski, with her to get a tattoo. Scott had even agreed to get one along with her of a small wolf in honor of her. Meilani had decided on two bands to go around around her bicep, each one representing Scott and Stiles. The boys had tried the whole to the tattoo parlor to get her to spill on the meaning, but she wouldn't.

"Babe, are you sure you don't want to get something like this?" Stiles asked, flipping around the large book of tattoos and showed her a photo that looked all too similar to the Kanima. He slowly lowered the book at the unamused expression she shot him. "Too soon?"

"Maybe just a little," Scott chuckled from his seat next to Meilani, his tattoo already done while Stiles and Meilani filled out forms the tattoo artist handed to them for Meilani to sign. Stiles wasn't big on needles so Meilani tried to keep him out of the room for as long as she could.

"I don't know, Lani, are you sure about this?" Stiles sighed, tossing the book back onto the table behind him. "I mean, these things are pretty permanent, you know? Another thing, why two bands?"

Meilani shrugged and watched as the tattoo artist got his tools ready for Meilani's tattoo. "I just like it."

"But don't you think your first tattoo should have some sort of meaning, you know, or something?"

"Getting a tattoo means something," Meilani countered with an innocent smile.

"She's right," the tattoo artist spoke up, finally having finished getting the tools set up and cleaned up. "Tattoos go back thousands of year. The Tahitian word tatua means to leave a mark. Like a rite of passage."

"Yeah, you see? He gets it," Meilani mused and high-fived the tattoo artist next to her. "Plus, look how nice Scott's came out."

Scott winced when he poked at the bandage wrapped bicep that had the wolf head underneath it. "Beauty is pain right?"

Stiles crossed his arms and he didn't seem all that convinced. "Meilani, the guy is covered in tattoos. Literally."

"Okay, you ready?" the tattoo artist questioned, turning to Meilani with the gun already on and ready to make contact. "You don't have an issue with tattoos, do you?"

Stiles scratched behind his neck once the gun made contact with Meilani's skin. "I actually get a little squeamish, so..."

Meilani sighed when Stiles fainted at the sight of the needle in her skin and she rolled her head to look over at Scott. "Scotty, can you..."

"Yeah," Scott answered before Meilani could finish, hopping off the chair and walking over to his passed out best friend. "Sir, do you have an ice pack or something?"

"Just ask the girl at the front desk. Told her I sent you," the tattoo artist replied, not removing his focus from Meilani's bicep. He rose an eyebrow as Scott dragged Stiles out of the room. "Your boyfriend is something else."

"Tell me about it."

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Meilani's tattoo was officially done about an hour later and she walked out of the tattoo parlor to meet Scott and Stiles at the Jeep parked right out front. She got into the front seat to see Stiles finally awake with the ice bag pressed to his forehead. 

"You okay?" Stiles asked, turning to his girlfriend who hissed when she moved her arm.

"It burns," Meilani mumbled, staring down at her bandage wrapped bicep. 

"Yes, you just had your skin stabbed about a hundred thousand times with a needle."

Meilani turned to Scott in the back who didn't look all too convinced either. She didn't remember Scott complaining about his bicep burning. It should hurt, not burn as if someone set fire to her bicep. Another shot of burning hot pain shot through her arm, causing her to gasp out in pain. "It's definitely not supposed to feel like this. Oh, I gotta take this thing off."

Stiles tried to stop his girlfriend from taking off her bandage, but it was too late for him because she had already unwrapped it. Her bicep was bright red and most of the bands had already vanished. Within a minute, the rest of the tattoo had vanished from sight as if it were a patch of dirt on Meilani's bicep and someone ran a wipe over it.

"Aw, it healed," Meilani whined, pouting at her now flawless tanned arm. 

"Ah, thank God. I hated it."

"Stiles!"

Stiles flashed his girlfriend a sheepish smile and dodged the slap to the back of the head that Scott went to give him. "Sorry, babe. I know you really wanted it. We'll get you one of those cute little temporary ones."

Meilani huffed and collapsed back against her seat as Stiles pulled out of the tattoo parlor and onto the streets. 

"Have either of you spoken to Allison?"

"Nah, we agreed to give each other the summer. No texts or phone calls," Scott replied, propping his chin up on the back of the seat. "I don't even know if she's back from France."

"Yeah, it's a little weird talking to your brother's ex-girlfriend," Meilani agreed, a bit sad over the fact that her relationship with Allison felt even more strained than it had before everything. It sucked because she had really hoped since the whole Kanima drama was over and she and Chris seemed to be on better terms that they'd get to actually be friends. "Plus, I guess I did kind of kill Gerard, so... there's also that."

Stiles rose an eyebrow and glanced away from the red light ahead of him to the twins. "So how do you guys know she won't be back at school then?"

"After everything that happened, I'm not sure she'd even come back at all," Scott replied.

"I think she is," Stiles assured, his focus seeming to be somewhere over Meilani's shoulder. "I'd say pretty definite, you know. Like one hundred percent."

The twins both gave Stiles an odd look until he nodded his head to Meilani right. They both slowly turned to look where Stiles motioned and their eyes widened when they saw Allison and Lydia in the car next to them at the red light. Well, at least that answered the question of whether or not Allison was back in Beacon Hills yet or not.

Scott quickly grabbed Meilani's curly, dirty blonde hair and used it to cover his face when Allison's eyes met theirs. "Stiles, can you please drive?"

"Scott, it's a red light," Stiles argued. "I think we should talk to her, I just think we should say something."

Meilani's eyes widened when Stiles went to reach across her lap and roll down the window. "Stiles, are you crazy?! Can you please not?"

"Oh, my God! Hi! Hey!" Stiles yelled out the window to Lydia and Allison. He rolled his lips into his mouth when Lydia's car suddenly jerked forward and sped down the road, the light now being green. "You know... they probably didn't see us."

Scott slowly dropped Meilani's hair from his face and snapped his gaze to Stiles when he drove behind the girls. "What are you doing?"

"Making a pizza," Stiles quipped, shooting Scott a look. "I'm driving, Scott."

"We're right behind them," Scott whined, keeping to the shadows in the back of the car as if Allison didn't already know he was in the car along with Meilani and Stiles. 

"Well, do you see any turns?"

"I don't want it to look like we're following them!" Scott complained and Meilani could hear her brother's heart rate spiking by the second from nerves. "Do something, Stiles, anything!"

Stiles shrugged and slammed on the breaks, the tires screeching on the pavement till the car came to stop. Meilani had to slam her hands on the dashboard to keep her face from smacking with it and Scott yelped when his tattooed bicep hit the back of Meilani's seat.

"A warning next time, maybe!" Meilani snapped at her boyfriend, punching him in the arm out of annoyance. She slowly pushed herself back into her seat and furrowed her eyebrows when the girls stopped a few feet away from them. "They stopped, too."

Suddenly, a deer crashed into the front of Lydia's car and the trio made their way out of the Jeep and over to Lydia's car. The girls had made their way out of the car already and were stood by the trunk to keep their distance from the glass that littered the front seats and street from the shattered windshield. 

"You guys okay?" Meilani asked, stopping in between the two girls while the boys checked them both over for any injuries from the glass. Though, Meilani didn't smell blood and they seemed okay minus the rapid beating of their hearts. It made Meilani relax at the knowledge the girls were okay.

"It just came out of nowhere," Allison breathed, her eyes wide from both shock and fear. "But I'm okay."

"Well, I'm not okay!" Lydia cried, her strawberry blonde hair messily styled into a bun. Yet, it still looked almost flawlessly beautiful on her and Meilani wanted to know how the girl did it. "I am totally freaking out. How the hell did it just run into us?"

Meilani slowly approached the front of the car where the now dead deer laid in the broken glass on the dashboard. It was extremely odd how the deer popped out of nowhere and hit the car. Lydia and Allison weren't moving, so surely the deer should have veered around the car in the first place.

"I saw its eyes before it hit us," Lydia continued, slowly walking closer to Meilani with Allison, Scott and Stiles behind her. "It was like it was crazy."

"No... it was scared," Meilani slowly reached out a hand to the animal's neck and jumped back slightly when she could still feel the terror lingering inside. "Actually... terrified." She glanced over her shoulder to the empty, dark road with the full moon high in the sky. The moon barely even affected Meilani at this point and she got better at keeping her emotions in tact during it. It was almost like any other night to her now.

More werewolf drama. Great.

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"Wakey, wakey," Stiles sang, placing kisses all over Meilani's face to get her to wake up.

Meilani whined and tugged Stiles' comforter over her head to block out both him and the sun that trickled into the room from the window. She pouted when Stiles tugged down the comforter and she poked one eye open to see he had already gotten dressed for the first day of school. His fluffy brown hair sat perfectly messy on top of his head and he wore a pair of jeans, green Vans and a black and green flannel that Meilani bought for him because she thought it brought out his hazel eyes more.

"Do I have to?"

"If I could stay in bed all day with you I would, babe," Stiles said and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Now, get up because I have something interesting to show you."

Meilani huffed, but listened to Stiles and grabbed her clothes for the day and stepped into the bathroom next to his room. She took a quick shower and threw her hair into a french braid before she got dressed into a pair of jeans and a lacrosse shirt with her number and name on the back. Picking up her clothes, Meilani brought them back into Stiles' room and dropped them in the hamper since they were the clothes she kept there for emergencies.

"Good morning, you two," Noah Stilinski, Stiles' father and sheriff of Beacon Hills, greeted from the doorway.

"Morning," Meilani smiled warmly at the man and stopped by Stiles' desk where he sat with his laptop open. "What are you doing?"

"You know how many vehicle collisions last year involved deer? Two hundred and forty seven thousand."

Noah rolled his eyes and he looked over Stiles' investigative personality already. Unlike Meilani's mom, Melissa, Noah had no idea about the supernatural and why Stiles felt so passionate about all the cases that popped up. Ever since Meilani was turned, Beacon Hills had become riddled with more work for the police force than ever before. Beacon Hills used to be real boring until Peter Hale decided he wanted to munch on Meilani's side. "Oh, God, please go to school."

"But that's crossing the road," Stiles continued as if Noah hadn't spoken up. "This one last night came right down the middle."

"I'm not gonna beg you."

"Good, I'm impervious to your influence anyway," Stiles mumbled, tapping away at the laptop for more information.

"How about a bribe?"

"Can't meet my price."

"Extortion?"

"You got nothing on me, pal."

Meilani leant against the side of the desk as she watched the two interact in amusement. She met Noah's eyes over Stiles' head who was still distracted by his research. Noah seemed to be silently begging her to help him out and she discreetly nodded to him that she'd handle Stiles and get him out of the house for school. Waiting until Noah stepped out of the room, Meilani pushed herself up off the desk and walked around to the back of Stiles' chair.

Without much of a warning, Meilani grabbed the back of Stiles' chair and gave it one tug, sending it backwards into the closet door. She smiled sweetly at her boyfriend and shut the laptop, crossing one leg in front of the other. 

"I hate you."

"I love you, too."

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"I cannot believe Mom let you get that bike," Meilani commented, crossing her arms as she stood in front of Scott with Stiles next to her. For the twins' birthday, which was still a week and a half away, Melissa got Scott the motorbike he'd been asking for. He wasn't allowed to get a motorcycle so Melissa agreed on the small motorbike instead. Still dangerous, but not as bad as the motorcycle.

Scott smirked at his twin and tucked the helmet under his arm as he got off. "Scared I'll steal your popularity?"

Meilani shrugged and pointed to the two identical motorcycles next to Scott's bike. "Call me when you get something like that."

Stiles laughed at the banter between the twins as they made their way into the school while Meilani mentioned wanting to ask Derek Hale for help on what happened with her tattoo. She hated not being able to have a tattoo along with her twin. A thing they had planned to do together for a while now ever since Melissa had agreed to them doing it so long as they got something with a meaning.

"What do you mean you want to ask Derek for help? Why, why?"

"Because he's got the triskele tattooed on his back. So there has to be a way to do it without healing, right?"

Stiles slapped a hand to his side and Meilani could tell Stiles still wasn't huge on the whole tattoo ordeal. "Okay, yeah, but still, doesn't he have his hands a little full?" He reminded, gesturing to the missing posters of Erica Reyes and Vernon Boyd. Two other teens that Derek had turned to create his pack along with Isaac Lahey, who Meilani actually liked. Erica and Boyd? Not so much.

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The twins and Stiles sat down in their first class together with Stiles and Scott on either side of Meilani and the class quickly filling with only two seats left. One in front of Scott and one next to Stiles. With one glance around the room, Meilani immediately knew the two girls missing from the class and she could already feel the awkward fill the room even before Allison and Lydia stepped into the room.

Lydia had taken the seat next to Stiles and Allison stood frozen in the front row as she exchanged a desperate look with Lydia. She slowly walked over to the desk and hugged her books close to her chest. "Is anyone sitting here?"

"Uh, no, no. It's all yours. All you," Scott stammered, gesturing to the seat spastically.

Meilani watched as Allison flashed Scott a small smile and took the seat in front of him. She sent Scott a thumbs up along with Stiles in encouragement. Suddenly the whole room erupted in phones dinging and ringing with text messages. Meilani quickly grabbed her phone to see what the mass text message read.

The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the Earth flowed somber under an overcast sky seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness

Okay, weird.

Meilani's confusion was answered when a young woman with curly brown hair and brown eyes dressed in a nice blouse, black skirt and beige colored heels walked into the room, reading out the mass text to the class.

"This is the last line to the first book we are going to read," the woman explained, leaning against the front of the desk at the front of the room. "It also the last text you will receive in this class. Phones off, everyone."

The class dragged on after that with the teacher turning to write down some notes on the board she wanted them to jot down before they began the book. Meilani propped her chin in her hand as she quickly jot down the notes on the board until the teacher caught her attention.

"Ms. McCall?" the teacher asked and gestured for her to follow her out of the room after the principal.

Meilani exchanged a look with Stiles and Scott, but reluctantly packed up her stuff and followed after the teacher out of the room. 

"I'm sure it's an emergency if your mother needs you to leave school, but I'm gonna give you warning in the nicest possible way. I am well aware of your