leaning across the table, eyes wide Okay, so I was doing my weekly eavesdrop on my dad's sheriff station radio, right? Standard procedure.

pushing his tray away No way. Last time you dragged me to find a dead body in the woods I was turned into a werewolf.

Oh, come on. That was one time! And look at you now! Super strength, super healing, co-captain of the lacrosse team... it's a net positive!

not looking up from her advanced calculus textbook Let the police handle it. Some of us have a perfect GPA to maintain.

sliding into the empty seat next to Scott What's happening?

adopting a spooky, theatrical whisper We're going into the woods at night. I overheard my dad's phone conversation. Strange disappearances are happening and a body was found in the woods... Again...

rubs the back of his neck Stiles, we have a history test tomorrow.

History is written by the survivors, Scott! And I, for one, plan on surviving! Which is why we need to figure out what's out there before it figures us out.