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Sheriff told me to stay with him and with young Derek, so I did what he said. Scott and Stiles were talking about God knows what.

Meanwhile I was helping Derek with some papers he needed to sign. I saw how Scott left the Sheriff station.

"Where's Scott going?" I asked Stiles.

"I think he's going to talk with Peter"

"Oh! I hate that guy" "Well, that means I'm coming with you right?"

"It seems so"

"So what are we going to do?"

"We're taking Derek to Scott's house" "Lydia and Kira are going to catch us up there"

"All right, let's keep moving"

We took Derek and we made our way to Scott's house, it was already night, so I think I was going to stay over again. Hopefully I had my room and my little closet there in case things like this happened.

"We're going to wait here for Scott. We're going to sit quietly. And we're not going to call or talk to anyone." Stiles was giving orders to Derek.

"Do I talk to you? Or her?" He asked.

"No" Stiles answered.

"Good"

"Fine"

"Who's going to talk to him?" Derek asked pointing at? Fuck, Mr. Mccall.

"Ah! Are you getting taller?" Stiles tried not to sound suspicious. Which clearly wasn't near of sounding normal.

"What are you guys doing here?" Mr. Mccall asked.

"Waiting for Scott" Derek said.

"Yeah, so am I. We're supposed to have dinner" "I brought extra. You guys hungry?"

"Oh hell yeah!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah" Derek also anwered.

"No. We're not hungry"

"No, I'm starving" Derek said.

"Me too"

"Neither of us are hungry" "Thanks though" I turned to see Stiles.

"Okay, well, if you're not hungry Stiles, Bri and your friend can still eat with us" "What's your name?"

"Miguel" Stiles cut off Derek. He turned to see Stiles with a confused look.

"My cousin Miguel. From Mexico. So...."

"¿Es usted un natural de Mexico Miguel?" Mr. Mccall asked in spansih.

"Oh, my God" I chuckled at Stiles's face.

"No soy nativo, sino que pase un montón de tiempo ahí" Derek answered Mr. Mccall's question.

"Fantastic. Egg roll?"

"Hell yeah!" Derek and I said at the same time.

"Shrimp fried rice or pork fried rice?"

"Shrimp fried rice" Derek said. "Me too" I anwered.

"Fantastic! Egg roll. Beef and broccoli" I heard Stiles saying from outside the kitchen.

"So uh, Miguel, what did you say your last name was again?" Mr. Mccall questioned Derek grabbing some egg roll.

"Oh, it's Juarez.... Cinqua Tiago" Stiles anwered so obvious he was lying. Derek and I made a what the hell face.

"That's a mouthful" Mr. Mccall said.

Stiles just nodded in agreement.

"How do you spell that?" Derek turned to Stiles not knowing what to answer.

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