chapter seven || ken doll

"Paralyzed from the neck down, do you have any idea what that feels like?" Jackson whispers, catching Belle's attention. She catches Scott's eye and nods, telling him she's listening.

"I'm familiar with the sensation," Stiles replies.

"Wait," Scott says. "Why would Derek test you? Why would they think its you."

Jackson shrugs. "How should I know?

"Hold on a second, do they think its Lydia?" Belle asks.

Jackson turn towards Belle. "Who are you?" He asks rudely.

Belle rolls her eyes. "That doesn't matter, you ken doll, just answer the question."

Jackson glares at her before turning back to Scott and Stiles. "I don't know what they think of her, all I heard was her name and something about chemistry."

"Jackson!" The Coach's voice booms throughout the class. "Do you have something you want to share with the rest of the class?"

"Um, just my undying admiration for my coach."

"That's really kind of you. Now shut up! Shut it! Anybody else?"

"How do we know its not her?" Scott asks Belle and Stiles.

"Because I looked into the eyes of that thing, okay?" Stiles tells Scott. "And when I look into Lydia's eyes I only see 50% evil. Alright, maybe 60 but no more than 40 on a good day."

Belle sighs, running her hand through her hair. "Stiles, that's not a very good argument."

"I'm aware of that but I swear it's not her. It can't be alright? Lydia's fine."

The trio look to the front of the class and see Lydia holding the chalk in her hand, tears streaming down her face.

"Okay then, anyone else want to try answering? This time in English?" Coach asks, causing a scatter of laughter to spread throughout the room.

Scott stares at the board curiously. "What is that? Greek?"

"No, I think it's English," Stiles sighs before showing his phone towards Scott and Belle. The words in the picture are clear as day.

Someone help me.

Belle raises her eyebrow. "Yup, Lydia is totally okay."

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"Hey."

"Hey," Belle replies to Scott, Stiles standing next to him.

"We know what it is."

Belle shrugs. "So do I."

"Yeah, its a-- wait what?" Scott asks in shock.

"You knew? You knew what it was?" Stiles said in disbelief.

"Yup, it's a Kanima. I figured it out right after Scott and I heard Dr. Deaton talk about paralyctic toxin."

"Well, why didn't you tell us?" Stiles says, flailing his arms around. "It could have saved us a whole lot of time," he adds on, glaring.

"I didn't want to tell you incase I was wrong!" Belle replies defensively.

Stiles huffs and rolls his eyes before crossing his arms and pouting. Which Belle couldn't help but notice how cute he looks doing that.

"Well, we think Derek is going to try and test Lydia like they did with Jackson."

Belle raises her eyebrow. "I know, I was right next to you. But I believe the question is, when and where?" She says back, as they start walking towards the chemistry lab.

"I think here and now," Stiles states as they stop infront of the door seeing Isaac and Erica in all their leather glory.

"Well this can't be good," Belle mutters as the two boys run and sit next to Lydia.

Belle takes a seat infront of Lydia's table. She shakes her head. "This isn't going to end well," she mutters before a certain curly-hair boy sits next to her.

"Hello Belle," Isaac smirks at her. "Long time no see."

Belle smirks back. "You're right, the last time I saw you, I was dragging your uncouncious ass out of the rink."

Isaac growls at her flicking his claws out. "I'd watch what you say," he threatens.

Belle's smirk widens. "No," she says, grabbing Isaac's wrist. "I think you should watch what you say," she threatens, snapping his wrist. "You have no idea who your messing with," she whispers in his ear, causing Stiles to glare at Isaac in jealousy.

"Einstein once said, "Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity," Mr. Harris quotes. "I myself, have encountered infinite stupidity," he continues, patting Stiles head.

"So to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you are going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments. Let's see if two heads are better than one, or in Mr. Stilinski's case, less than one."

Belle gives a death glare to Mr. Harris, whose eyes are scaning the class. "Let's see, Erica, you take the first station. You'll start wi--" he gets cut off by the male population in the class raising their hands immediately. Erica smirks at all the attention.

"I didn't ask for volunteers, put your hormonal little hands down. Start with Mr. McCall, alright, next one."

"Never? You never get jealous?" Lydia asks Alison.

"Why would I?"

"Because of that thing happening over there," Lydia tells her, nodding her chin towards Erica and Scott, Erica's hand on his thigh. "That requires some jealousy."

The bell dings. "Switch."

"Listen to me, alright?" Alison tells Lydia. "Don't talk to Isaac or Erica."

"Why?"

"Just don't!"

"Let's go girls next station!" Mr. Harris calls out.

"Trust me, alright?" Alisons says before moving to the next station.

Stiles quickly sits down at the next table, a smirking Isaac on his left. "If you harm one strawberry blonde hair on her head, I'm going to turn your little werewolf ass into a fur coat and give it to her as a birthday present," Stiles threatens the newly turned werewolf.

Isaac laughs. "Really? I've never actually been to one of her big, invite-only birthday parties. I did ask her out once though."

"Mmm, sounds like the beginning to a heartfelt story. I'm gonna pass, thanks."

"It was the first day of freshman year," Isaac reminices.

Stiles rolls his eyes. "And you thought everything was gonna be different for you in highschool, but she said no."

Isaac chuckles. "Yeah, yeah she even laughed at me and told me to come back when the bike I rode to school had an engine, not a chain."

"Mm, unrequited love is a bitch," Stiles replied carelessly. "Maybe you should write about it in english, you know? Channel all that negative energy," he then suggests.

Isaac shakes his head in amusement. "Nah, I was thinking I'd channel into killing her," Isaac replies.

"Or maybe," he starts again, smirking. "I'll channel it into Belle," he mocks Stiles, noticing the glances he was giving her. "She is pretty hot, don't you think?"

Stiles shoots Isaac a death stare. "Don't you dare go near here," he says through gritted teeth.

"Or what?" Isaac smirks. "What could you do, hmm? You're just a skinny human, you can't give her anything," Isaac says, knowing full well he hit a nerve.

The bell rings, telling everyone to switch.

"What are you gonna do with her?" An glaring Allison asks Erica.

"Don't you think the better question is what is she gonna do to us?" Erica smirks. "You want to know something funny?"

Allison raises her eyebrow, her glare not faltering at all.

"You've all been worried about Lydia that you never thought Derek had another suspicion."

Allison furrows her eyebrows. "What are y--"

"Time," says Mr. Harris after ringing the bell. "If you catalyzed the reaction correctly, you should be looking at a crystal. Now, for the last part of that experiment I'm sure you'll all enjoy, you can eat it."

"Lydia wait!" Scott yells, noticing the kanima venom dripping from her crystal.

Lydia stops. "What?"

"Uh nothing," Scott says before sitting back down.

Once Lydia swallows her crystal a large thunk comes from the back of the classroom. Everyone looks to see where the noise came from, and there on laying on the floor, is an unconcious Belle.

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poor belle

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