" 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...
"She'd used the g-word on you? Ouch. She's never been that bad on you." I commented after Scott told me the whole story of the events last night while we walked the semi crowded school halls. He and Stiles were both legally restrained from being within fifty feet of Jackson, who had squealed to the cops about how they 'kidnapped' him. And for some reason, my name was never mentioned.
"Yeah. Even worse, I blamed it all on my dad leaving." Scott's cheeks burned red and his eyes shifted down.
"You played the father card? Scott!" I exclaimed. "Playing the parent leaving you card was a big no-no! It was in like, the top five rules to being a good child."
"I know, I know. I'm the worst son in the history of sons." We stopped at Scott's locker and he opened it to get out his Chemistry textbook.
"Well if it makes you feel any better I'm not exactly winning any points with my parents either." I sighed, leaning against the wall of lockers.
"Still?"
"Still. Never really stopped. They're not home much anymore and whenever they are, it's not like we say a lot. We sure don't get the award for best family communication. We've got issues."
"Don't we all." Scott sighed, slamming the locker shut. "I've got to go make up my exam. Later." Scott disappeared down the hall as the next bell rang. I pushed myself off the lockers and began walking down the emptying halls with one thing on my mind—Jackson. And my mission was to go talk to him. He had apparently broken free last night and went straight to his esquire of a father and Sheriff Stilinski, requesting a restraining order against the two losers I called my best friends. How he got free was not to my knowledge and neither was why he never ratted me out. I was dying to know why. I had clearly been at the scene. Jackson had clearly seen my Alpha eyes and me. So, why hadn't I been the first name to come out of his big mouth? I could almost guarantee where the little snake—lizard—whatever you wanted to call him, was since he skipped most of his classes this morning. He was hiding in his favorite place to blow off steam—the locker room. So I went off in that direction.
"Bzzz." The vibrations emanating from my phone shook my hand as an incoming text came in. Ugh, not again.
So maybe I lied, there was another thing on my mind besides Jackson. Derek.
He had been pestering me since last night about how we needed to talk about the whole Peter thing. Apparently it was crucial for him to know. But, I'd been ignoring him. Talking to Derek about everything that's been going on was the last thing I wanted to do. This was his sixth text to me, demanding that we needed to speak and I was annoyed with my phone buzzing every few minutes. I quickly typed back a short "Fine. After school" reply. Just as I was about to turn the corner to the locker room hallway, I bumped into someone and dropped my phone my eyes had been glued on.
