Rebel ♛ Derek Hale [1] #wattys2016

02. the full moon

Rebecca woke the next day with a good feeling settling in her stomach, tonight was the full moon and ever since she was a young child, the day of the full moon had always been her favourite, almost calming, Rebecca supposed. Rolling out of bed, she headed down to the kitchen to make herself a coffee before getting ready for school.

Smiling softly as she pulled her favourite mug from the cupboard, Rebecca began to sing an old Never Shout Never song under her breath and danced horribly around the kitchen as she waited for the water to boil.

"Please tell me you don't do that in public!" Scott laughed, her brother watching from the doorway, shaking his head in amusement as Rebecca's dancing just got worse as he entered.

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" She replied, pulling him into the kitchen and forcing him to dance with her.

Their voices merged together as the two sang at the top of their lungs and tried teaching each other horrifying dance moves such as 'the sprinkler'. They then decided it would be a good idea to try out the move from 'Dirty Dancing' and that is how Melissa McCall found her children sprawled out on the kitchen floor in varying degrees of pain doing nothing but laughing at 6am.

"I don't even want to know.." She mumbled, shaking her head and climbing over the twins in order to make herself a coffee.

"Ah, it is good to be back." Rebecca sighed, "so good.".

-

Unfortunately, Scott and Rebecca's little dance practice left the youngest sibling covered in bruises after their fall. She was even unlucky enough to have a bruise on her cheekbone, yet she didn't care, in fact she was still on cloud nine. She had told her brother that it was a good reminder never to try that again after he questioned how come she wasn't bothering to cover it up and somehow, the McCall girl had managed to still look flawless with a nasty bruise donned on her cheek. So when she strutted into school beside Scott, confidence and thrill literally pouring out of her, it was no surprise that all anyone could say was how pretty she was, no one even taking notice of the blemish.

"Okay, so we aren't doing dirty dancing ever again, also, remind me never to ride on your bike with you again. That was terrifying." Rebecca said, grinning at the floppy-haired boy by her side.

"Oh, come on! It wasn't that bad, it was nice and uh, soothing!"

"We were on the same bike, right?"

"Okay, never again. Hey, I gotta go, but I think you have Chem with me first up, I'll save you a seat?"

"Don't worry about it, Isaac already said he would. See ya!" Rebecca smiled, waving as she rushed off towards her locker.

"Wait, Be- and you're gone. You know, sometimes I wish you were the one with werewolf hearing." Scott muttered under his breath, glaring at his sister's disappearing figure.

-

In Rebecca's opinion, so far Chemistry was incredibly dull and boring, but when Isaac got called out of class for police questioning- well, let's just say that Rebecca found it a little more interesting then. The youngest McCall left class exactly 0.98 seconds after Isaac because Mr Harris had become so fed up with her, that he sent her to the principal's office, unknowingly playing right into Rebecca's hands.

She sat outside the office with her ear 'casually' pressed against wall, desperately trying to listen in to what sheriff Stilinski and the deputy were saying. Her lips parting in shock as she pieced together what was going on, Isaac murdered his father. Deciding she had heard enough, Rebecca stood up and started to leave as a familiar voice called her back.