Chapter 4:

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I drove over to Stiles house because he had said he would help me with algebra homework but he hadn't picked up his cell phone and believe me he is always on his phone. I switched my car lights off and glared up at his house.

It wasn't big or anything.. even if his dad was the sheriff. His mom had died in a car accident in 2004and had left his father shattered like a broken window and Stiles in in wonder and tears.

I peered next to me but instead of seeing his jeep I saw a black sports car and Allison's car as well. Weird?

I knocked on the door and it flew open so quickly I couldn't think next thing I knew flew across the floor and slammed into the wall long side the steps.

"Oh my God!" Said a muscular voice from inside the darkness. "I am so sorry... I thought you were something. I mean someone else" he corrected himself. He bent down and the light from upstairs just shone enough for me to catch all his face and chest. Whoa!

Stiles and Scott were good looking and Jackson was sexy but this guy was a sex God in my eyes. He had dark hair pushed to the side and up like a thick Bush of amazing. He had green eyes, clear and shiny almost as if you could see through them into his soul which was black like a galaxies with no stars. He had a tight jaw line that could be easily identified and along that was small shade from his beard. Not like that it was shaved not a Bush that they think is manly. This was just a shadow. His body and oh wow his body was all muscle.

I thought I was in love. I thought.I knew I was when he smiled and asked. "Why you staring?" I looked away embarrassed and just then a pain shot through my back and neck causing me to wince in pain.

I tried to say something but he cupped me in his arms and carried me into Stiles room.

"I am sorry again. I will go call Stiles." He mumbled in the doorway. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I am Octavia!" I blurted out he turned and smiled. "Derek! Derek Hale."

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