Stiles leaned against his locker, staring at Scott almost incredulously. "Are you sure it's a good idea to even be here?" he asked bluntly, only for Scott to sigh. "It's school, Stiles, we have to be here," Scott explained, likely for the thirtieth time, but, still, Stiles pressed on. "Yeah, but what if other assassins are students here?" After all, two assassins had been students at the school and had tried to kill a werewolf in the locker room of all places. "You're not even the least bit worried?"
Looking towards the Beacon Hills High School building,
Mia froze in her steps. Only recently she had found out that her old friend, Liam, had become a werewolf and that he was here, at this high school - all thanks to Brett, a member of the same pack that she was in, which she reminded herself to thank him for later. Taking a deep breath, she made her way inside, thankful that she had managed to recently get transferred here. All she had to do was get situated here, right?