Tracking his wife down inside a house at the edge of town, Rebekah warmly greeted him,- "Look honey it's our first house, oh my gosh, you have no idea how I always wished to buy a house of my own, I love it! And I love You!" She squealed excitedly hugging him.
"Come in, come in, look around, we'll be staying here for a while, I've been thinking now that a kid is on the way, I should enroll in the school here and learn a bit more, I've done it before for and it was relatively fun at the time, but this time I actually want to learn so I can teach our kid something or help out when we send them to school, you should join me, I bet your knowledge on this era is even worst than mine."
"I don't know love, I don't think I can pass for a high school kid, but I have an idea that would be fun," he said, his thoughts drifting to dirty videos he's seen online.
"What idea?"
"You'll see," he grinned.
"Let me guess you're going for a teacher's position..."
"Maybe."
"Nevan, I'm seriously going there to learn this time, I don't want a teacher who can't teach."
"Tch, oh ye of little faith, but fine, I'll be your history teacher, a worthless subject that you don't need."
"Good, let's be sure to find those we need to compel and get everything set up."
Talking some more he filled her in on everything, and how he still wanted to find this Derek and make sure he was worthy of the powers passed on to him.
Then she expressed her desire to officially break in the new house by slowly having her clothes disappear as she casually walked up the stairs. Yelping in glee minutes later when he zoomed over and picked her up on the way to the bedroom, working the bed over so hard it broke.
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The next school day, Lydia and Allison were talking in the hallway before class.
Lydia is a beautiful, thin, and petite woman with very pale skin, green eyes, and long strawberry-blonde hair. Her style leans toward the very feminine, and she is nearly always seen wearing dresses or pencil skirts with dressy blouses and high heels or booties. However, due to Lydia's developing fighting skills, she has recently started to wear shorts and jeans more often than dresses and skirts because they're more practical, given that she may need to fight at any moment; despite this fact, she still prefers to wear boots rather than sneakers. She typically wears her hair at least partially pulled away from her face and tends to braid it up in a milkmaid style. She likes to keep her eye makeup to a minimum in favor of wearing bold colored lipstick, and occasionally wears thin chain necklaces or simple rings to accessorize.
Allison is a tall and thin young woman with pale white and lightly freckled skin, curly dark brown hair, and brown eyes, giving off a similar resemblance to Snow White, Fond of pairing feminine doll-like dresses with more masculine and utilitarian-style jackets and boots to add practicality to her outfit in case she is caught unaware in a fight; this highlights the fact that Allison is both a very feminine, loving, and passionate woman who is also a strong warrior capable of taking on a military-general-type role in her family and pack when necessary.
Also known for keeping weapons on her at all times, including ring daggers stashed in her boots or purse, a mini-crossbow in her bookbag, and extra arrowheads kept in the glove box of her car just in case. Typically wearing her makeup in a clean and simple style, and rarely any jewelry, though she sometimes could be seen wearing a ring wrought in an infinity symbol on her left hand or the Argent pendant.
"So how's your mom?" Asked Allison.
"She's doing alright, still a bit sad and mad about learning her twin sister and my cousin dying in Mystic Falls long after the fact," says Lydia.
"Anyways, I hear we're getting new students and new teachers, I hope they are just as cool as the last one," Said a smiling Lydia, embarrassing her friend.
"Stop it," says a slightly embarrassed Allison who playfully swats her,- "I'm sure they'll be fine, speaking of, is that our new teacher, it seems your mom is doing fine after all," Allison says pointing out Nevan talking with Natalie Martin who was openly flirting.
"Wow, now that's a man, he looks so fit and handsome, I wouldn't mind getting a piece of that," Lydia said biting her lip.
"I think your mom beat you to it," Allison joked.
"That's okay, it's good to see her smile again, I can't wait to call him daddy," said Lydia causing Allison to blush at her friend's lack of tack, playfully hitting her, saying "You're so bad," as they giggled amongst each other.
Stiles who overheard stumbles just behind them as he spots the new teacher, wondering why couldn't he have been him.
Scott shook his head, saying,- "Come on dude, class will be starting soon, and we still have much to talk about after school now that Boyd and Erica are back along with Derek's sister if you can believe it."
"Yeah alright, it's just not fair," says Stiles mopping.
"I know buddy, I know," Scott says grabbing his shoulder to reassure him as they walked to class,- "Hey did your dad find anything out about that triple homicide?"
"No, and he's keeping the evidence closely guarded, won't let me anywhere near it."
Stiles is a lean young man of medium stature who has pale skin, brown hair, and honey-brown eyes. He is known for having moles all over his face, neck, and body, and his hair is usually gelled into a messy style. His choice in clothing leans toward pieces that are comfortable and casual, such as hoodies, flannel button-ups, baseball-style t-shirts, and slim-cut jeans with Vans sneakers or Converse high-tops. However, he has also been known for wearing active-wear during lacrosse and cross-country seasons, such as Under Armour t-shirts and track pants with tennis shoes.
Scott is a medium-height young man with olive skin, dark brown eyes, curly dark brown hair, and a lean but muscular build. He typically dresses in a casual, alternative style that features suede or corduroy jackets, henleys, flannel or denim shirts, hoodies, and jeans with boots or Chuck Taylor sneakers. He has a small scar on his cheek from falling through the glass coffee table when he and Stiles were throwing a lacrosse ball around the house, and it's often remarked that Scott's jaw is slightly uneven. He also has a tattoo of two black bands (one thick band above a thinner one) that wraps around his left bicep, a tattoo that has become known as the symbol of the McCall Pack.