malia was not a fan of change and never really embraced it with open arms but rather with a snarl and a glare. the last time she had a massive change happen in her life was when stiles and scott had made her stop being a full time coyote and be a human again. that took a lot of her enegry and she wasn’t keen on re-doing it. the werecoyote crossed her arms over her chest as she scanned the surrounding area, “i don’t like this. if i wanted to go somewhere for a new start, it would have been paris.” 

Serena originally did not care much for the details of what happened the night she ended up in Cherryville. Typical Serena Van Der Woodsen behavior, she thought to herself. Now that people were starting to show up randomly here though and completely freaking out about how they arrived, the blonde thought perhaps it was time to be more concerned. The pieces of that night were blurry but had started coming back to her every so often. Sometimes she’d go for a walk and end up in a particular spot in town where she’d get a flashback of her stumbling around there last week. What happened in Manhattan was the larger mystery, and though part of Serena knew there was probably someone she had seen that night who could help her she was also afraid to call. She’d been avoiding him out of fear he’d figure out where she was and come. And apparently he could read her mind, as her cellphone started ringing with the restricted number just as she thought about him. 

“I told you to stop calling me!” The usual bright Serena was now yelling into her phone, furious as ever. “How many more numbers am I going to have to block? Leave me alone!” She hung up the phone angrily and let out a deep sigh. Frustration took over as she tossed the phone away from her with full force, only realizing afterwards that she just narrowly missed someone’s head. “Oh my god!” Serena put her hand over her mouth. “I am so sorry. Are you alright?”

HUMAN SCHOOL required a deep breath, an only hypothetical suit of armor and loads of inner patience. she had never been the new kid, let alone the new witch kid. josie had never even been SHY until this very moment, sneaking into the rosebud diner in hopes none of her classmates noticed the abnormally weird girl who didn’t like to mingle. since when wasn’t josie saltzman a people person? she had thrived off of face to face contact, hell, she was everyone’s friend back at the boarding school. it isn’t long before she’s embarrassing herself, crashing into someone unknown, textbooks sent falling and dignity threatening to no longer be on her side. 

“ oh… this could not get any worse… ”

Cher had been in Cherryville all of a few days but still couldn’t shake just how different it was from her home in Beverly Hills. The beautiful palm trees had been replaced by just regular old trees. The climate in North Carolina was absolutely nothing compared to the perfect climate in California. And to top it all off, the shopping in town was pretty dismal. 

However, if there was one thing Cher was known for, it was making the best out of any situation. While she tried to figure out how she had gotten here and, more importantly, how she was getting back, she figured she might as well not waste time and sign up for classes at the local college. Despite what people might assume by just looking at her, Cher loved going to school and loved doing well in school. And it was no different here. The blonde had just gotten out of her classes and was now walking into the library on campus, determined to get a head start on her assignments. The library seemed busy with students and for a second, Cher couldn’t seem to find a seat. Finally spotting an empty seat, the girl made a beeline towards it, pulling the chair out quietly once she finally got there. “Hey, I’m going to sit here. I hope you don’t mind,” she whispered to the other person occupying the two person table.

    no, he wasn’t going to school in this town. he would be damned if he even thought about doing his senior year without scott around, that was NOT happening. and yet, stiles found himself in the library with one too many books on the table. for about an hour now, he was flipping through pages trying to find anything he could on what the hell could be going on in this town and how lydia and him ended up in it without knowing about. plus, he needed to know how the hell allison was ALIVE and in said town, it just didn’t add up and he was determined to figure out what was going on.  “ huh. ”  mocha hues glance up from one of the magical books he had open and it takes him a second to realize someone was speaking to him.  but once he processed, he pushed some of the books more towards him so the blonde had more room. “ OH ! yeah, yeah that’s fine. I don’t really mind. ” 

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˖ ✧ — 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙙! elizabeth “lizzie” saltzman from legacies in the flesh! the eighteen year old jenny boyd lookalike is notorious for being ambitious and effulgent. but if you get close enough, you’ll learn that they’re egotistical and cantankerous. anytime i see the female and siphoner, i think of having too many clothes you don’t wear, needing to be the best, and crying when you’re frustrated. don’t tell anyone i told you, but i heard she’s been scared her sister is going to beat her in the merge. { bea, 24, est, she/her } 

her eyes darted across the ballroom, stare locked on the blonde who’s arrival she had anticipated. josie’s twin sister, lizzie, stood dressed to the nines. for not biologically being related to caroline, the gemini witch surely did resemble her. furrowing her eyebrows, she slowly crossed the ballroom. el wasn’t even sure what she might say. hi, i met your sister in the woods yesterday, and already, she’s become one of the most important people in my life. i desperately want us to get along? hands held against her stomach, the brunette moved in, giving lizzie a small wave. “hi, um… are you lizzie?” smiling softly, she extended her hand, silently praying she doesn’t blow this. “i’m jane, or el. i’m a friend of josie’s.” her sentence sounded more like a question, unsure of what direction they were truly headed. “she told me her sister was in town, and i just wanted to introduce myself.”

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el chuckled at the male’s excitement of mini desserts. the girl could see she was among a like mind, and that made her feel a little less alone. her eyes wandered the ball room, seeing people mingle, network, and socialize. if she were braver, she’d be out there promoting her art like her mother joyce suggested, but actually being here, seeing the glitz and glamor? el knew it would probably be for nothing. “what’s funny is, i’ve been in this town since i was fourteen - still can’t pick a single person out in this room. you’d think it were a bigger town, with all this happening.” el smiled, extending her hand. “hi, i’m jane. feel free to call me el. are you - um - local, or visiting?”

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kai sighed, watching as the liquid gold dripped from his empty glass he was holding in his hand. oh, blondie had a temper. his eyes swept the young girl, drawing certain conclusions from another unpleasant conversation he was fortunate enough to have tonight. this was the other half of the gemini twins. a cheeky smile formed on his lips, giving her a light applause for her magic trick. “i’m guessing you’re linda, no… lily.” he shook his head, knowing that didn’t sound right either. “you’re the other one,” he nodded, with a wave of his finger. yeah, that one felt right. “i’ll have you know, i have no idea what you’re talking about. like i told your pesky sister, you and me, kid? we’re on different timelines.” waving his hand, he gave her a light shove. “you think i wanted a family reunion? here, in tacky masks? yeah, think again. whatever revenge you’re looking for? wait about, oh, i don’t know, five years?”

hope jumped lightly in surprise as she heard the familiar voice before a fond smile appeared on her face as she saw lizzie, “lizzie saltzman!” she matched the blonde’s enthusiasm before rolling her eyes fondly as she listened to lizzie. some things would never change and one of those things was lizzie. “well, you look pretty and i am sure this ball will be amazing, even though, no one is living up to your standards,”

“well, we never had a masquerade ball in point place and we were back in the 70′s there,” donna pointed out with a shake of her head as she remember the number of times kelso had tried to get a look at her while she was undressing, “for you, maybe,” she let out a small laugh, “have you tried speaking to her? might be a good idea is all i’m saying,”