Distance [Derek Hale]

Chapter Three

Pushing open the door to the music room, Derek looked around for a second his eyes settling on Margo who had settled back into her book. He'd been intended to speak to her but her focus on the world around her had completely depleted leaving nothing but the dream world about her. "Sorry about that..." he said, and it was a second of silence with her not even noticing that he was there before Paige took matters into her own hands.

"Whatever."

Snapping his own attention to her he realised that he didn't even know who she was. That was a trend he was slowly learning. He knew no-one unless they enjoyed the spotlight of being in a high school. "Hey, what's your name?"

"I'm trying to practice if you didn't notice," he gritted out and he hummed still trying to catch the attention of his secret friend.

"Okay. I'll just leave you alone then...After you tell me your name."

Paige sighed as she looked away from her cello and looked over to him, "all right. I'll tell you my name... if you can play one instrument in this room," she declared and he raised his brow amused.

"One?"

"Just one," she mused and he began to smirk as he saw the little easy one in the corner.

"Any of 'em?" He asked, and she nodded. He walked over to the corner picking up a triangle and he gently hit it with the metal stick. The metal ding echoed throughout the room and Paige looked at him annoyed. She regretted ever making that proposition now.

"...My name's Paige. Now, please, go, so I can practice."

"My name's-"

"I know who you are," she interrupted and he couldn't help but think that was what the other girl had said. The other girl who was still trapped in her own world although if it had been in their place in the library he probably would have laughed. She wasn't murmuring the words not mouthing them, but she did have a grip on her hair and whilst she'd been twirling it previously she had it held against her upper lip as if she was trying to imitate a moustache.

He gave a gentle nod before turning and walking out of the door giving one last look.

Hearing the sound of the door clicking shut, Margo dragged her eyes away from the book looking over to Paige confused although she still had the hair across her mouth. "Was someone else in here?" She asked, and Paige looked over to her friend before sighing with a smile.

"Dad, look I found the other half of the body. Well, Scott and I did anyway," Stiles said as he was following Noah around the house and Margo pushed herself out of bed stretching as she did so and she headed towards the door to listen in to them. Remanents of happiness could be seen all over her face and it was so clear to everyone that something was going on. In fact, it was strange now to see her in focus and not smiling.

Her eyes were burning and her skin slightly pale due to the fact she hadn't slept at all in the past night as she was up all night writing. She couldn't even tell you what she was writing about the words were just leaving her as the music does from a violin. Crossing her arms, she leant against the frame of the door watching them out of amusement. It was clear as day that she'd only just woken up from her one-hour power nap as her hair was skewed in several different directions and the strap of her cami had fallen down her shoulder but she hadn't bothered to correct it yet.

"What do you mean you found the body?" Noah asked turning to look at his son confused, "what were you doing looking for a body?"

"Oh my god, that's irrelevant. All you need to know is that I found the body. It's at the Hale house. I'm telling you Derek Hale is the murderer!" He said and the words brought a new cold chill through her as she looked to him confused. She wanted to laugh out of hysterics, but she didn't.