Brutal Hearts ➢ Derek Hale

one

Claire Stilinski was just finishing doing her hair when a car horn came from outside her window.

She stood up and peered out the window to see Lydia Martin waiting for her in her blue Honda. She smiled at the strawberry blonde girl from her room's window and grabbed her backpack.

She held onto the banister as she ran down her carpeted stairs, telling her father goodbye and shutting the front door behind her.

She hopped into Lydia's car and instantly admired her outfit. "New wardrobe?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Always, Claire." Lydia laughed, putting on some pink lipgloss.

Lydia pressed her foot to the gas pedal and they started driving to their school, Beacon Hills High School.

When they pulled up, Lydia decided to park by the bike rack, which was close to the front doors.

Scott McCall rode his bike up to the rack and almost hit the Martin girl's car.

"Watch the paint job." Lydia stared at the boy.

"Hey Scott," Claire greeted her brother's best friend. She leaned over and whispered to him so no one could hear, "did you guys find the body?"

"Yeah, well, the other half. I-I was bitten by a wolf." He tried explaining.

"Scott, there are no wolves in California." Claire laughed. Claire was into everything supernatural, and that's how her and Stiles bond. That's why she misses her mom so much, because Claudia liked to explore the supernatural too, but she's gone.

"I heard a wolf howl."

"No you didn't." Claire pursed her lips, clutching onto her purse.

"We're going to look for my inhaler after school, you can come, maybe we'll find something." Scott implied, as he started walking up the school's front stairs, Claire following behind.

"Okay. Where's Stiles?" Claire questioned, for she hadn't seen him at all this morning.

"Right now? Stalking your friend." Scott pointed out. They both looked in the direction of Scott's finger and saw that Stiles was trying to talk to Lydia, and she was ignoring him. They both laughed and turned to the right, entering their history class.

Scott, Stiles, and Claire all sat in the back, so they could talk and not get in trouble.

"Scott was bitten by a 'wolf,'" Claire air-quoted, looking back at Stiles. They looked at each other and laughed then, annoying Scott.

"Guys, I can hear someone," Scott grumbled, "It's a girl. She just said she needed a pen."

"That's your imagination." Stiles teased in a silly voice.

Then, a teacher walked in with a girl. "Class, this is Allison Argent, she's a new student." Everyone greeted her by waving and smiling. "You may go sit behind Mr. McCall."

Allison walked back and set her bag down, pulling the chair out and sitting down. "Does anyone have a pen?" She asked, looking at the three that haven't stopped looking at her since she walked in. Claire's jaw dropped to the floor and she looked at Scott, who was handing her a pen.

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"Argent." Claire pondered upon the name as they hopped over the fence to the Beacon Hills Preserve, where Scott dropped his inhaler and found a dead body. "I remember reading something about the Argent's."

"Claire, they were werewolf hunters." Stiles spoke.

They looked back at Scott who swallowed and said, "Oh my God." Then he clenched his fists, pretending to not be worried about it. "Now, where's my inhaler, it should be right here." He pointed to the ground in front of him.

"Looking for this?" A deep voice spoke. They looked up to see a guy, maybe early twenties, holding up Scott's inhaler. He tossed it to him, then turned back on his heel and left them.

"Dude. You know who that is, right? That's Derek Hale, his family all burned to death in a fire like ten years ago." Stiles explained to his best friend, who seemed to be shocked.

That was the first time Claire ever saw Derek Hale, but it wouldn't be the last.

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