" dude, do you know
who that was ? "
" no . . . "
" that was derek hale ! "
𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 . . . katherine's life gets thrown into a whirlwind after she figures out that her best friends a werewolf. she's pulled into...
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𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 . 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐬
There was one way I could tell I was approaching the gym, and it was by the smell of floor wax, sweating boys, and rubber sports equipment. There was that, and the sound of sneakers squeaking against the ground. Ugh, I hated the gym. The only reason I was going to it was to find Stiles to get homework from him. I pushed open the double doors to the gym to see people crowded around a rock wall. A frizzy blonde was clinging to it, loud whimpers coming from her. Finstock was trying to persuade her to come down, which she finally did. The girl was Erica Reyes, and she tried to smile the situation off as the rest of her class laughed at her. She tightly wrapper her arms around herself, her barely there smile wasn't believable at all. The walked past me, giving me a light smile and I returned it, feeling bad for her.
It was a Tuesday, and classes were going by painfully slow. Walking out of Chemistry, we had just finished watching a video on immunization. I had zoned out at one point to the point where I had almost fallen asleep, but Stiles passed out the second Harris hit play on the video machine. He told me how only minutes after I left the gym yesterday; Erica had a seizure while trying to climb the rock wall alone. Scott had saved her, feeling a connection towards her and now she was in the hospital. I felt bad for the girl, I really did. I was on the way to my next class when I saw Jackson having a heated conversation with Lydia. The red head looked scared, and Jackson looked beyond angry.
"You ruin everything!" Jackson screamed to the quivering girl. He turned on his heel and stormed away from her in my direction. He almost bumped into me in the midst of whatever temper tantrum he was having at the moment.
"Both of you! Nothing happened to both of you! It's like your immunity was past onto everybody! You all ruined this!" He hissed at me and, once again, stormed away. My eyes focused on Lydia, pressed up against the wall. I was going to hate myself for doing this, but it was the right thing to do.
"You okay?" I asked. Lydia looked to me with tears welling in her green eyes. She hastily walked away without another word. This was what I got for being nice to her? Ugh, proves me right...being nice to people sucked.
Fortunately, lunch came quickly. Stiles and I walked into the buzzing lunch room and walked over to some guy named Boyd. I'd seen him around before, he was the loner type—quiet and to himself. He always sat at the same table by himself every lunch period. We walked up to his table and Stiles took a seat across from Boyd.
"Boyd, do you have the keys?" Stiles asked. Boyd lifted his hand, reaching over to give Stiles a set of keys. But when Stiles grabbed them, Boyd wouldn't let them go.
