Teen Wolf: The New Enemy.

Chapter 9.

Scott sighed. Stiles had just dropped him of home, as his parents were both asleep. Including his dad, but it was obvious he was more likely gonna be in huge trouble tommorow morning.

Scott flopped down into his bed, and fell into a restless, dreamless sleep.
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Scott sighed, as he moved onto his side, looking at his clock. 8am. He was more likely gonna be late to school. So, Scott being Scott shot up and quickly threw on his grey t-shirt, and black jeans, including his grey jacket, then leather jacket on top.

Grabbing his keys and phone, he shoved them both into his pocket, while holding his helmet under his arm, he walked down the stairs.

"Scott." Rafe's voice spoke up. Scott sighed, and slowly turned around to face his Father, but was kind of shocked, at seeing his Mother there, looking very worried. Scott was going to ask what was wrong, but didn't get chance when Rafe spoke up once again, "We need to talk."

Scott looked at the front door.

"I'm gonna be late to school..." Scott trailed off.

"It will be quick. It is alright for you to miss a few minutes of school." Scott seemed shocked by Rafe's words. But he put his helmet on the table infront of him, and stood beside his Mother.

Scott looked upto his Father, who only looked to him then to the chair beside his Mother. Scott huffed, and sat down in the chair.

"Scott, I have something to tell you." Rafe said sternly, Scott sighing and looked upto him.

"I'm listening aren't I?" Scott sassed, as Rafe just rolled his eyes.

"My daughter... you're half sister is going to come here." Scott looked shocked, and hurt for some reason by that sentance?

"I-I have a hal-half sist-sister?" Scott muttered, shaking his head, as he stood up, the chair falling backwards in the process.

"They are older then you." Rafe said, as Scott just looked to him.

"They?" Scott asked.

"You also have a half brother. They are 3 years older." Rafe said.

"There fucking 20!? Unbelieveble. You're a cheater. You get that? I hate you." Scott snarled.

"Language, Scott!" Rafe shouted, also standing, "They come when they get here. They will attend you're school, but only 1 class."

"If they are comeing, don't expect me to welcome them with open arms." Scott said, grabbing his helmet and bolting out of the house and onto his bike. Starting it up, he rode it all the way to school. By the time he got there, he was an hour late.

When Scott parked his bike beside Stiles Jeep, he huffed and tried to calm himself down. He put his bike helmet on the handle bars and walked into the school, he didn't want to go to class straight away. He knew he couldn't. Not, with the amount of anger running through him.

Scott huffed, as he looked into his reflection in one of the windows of one of the classrooms. He quickly walked out of the eye view as others, keeping his head low when his eyes started glowing.

Scott growled, as he bolted out of the school doors and ran across the field. He just needed to burn of some steam. Wheather he would miss that game, he didn't care. His Father was attending, including his Mother.

He ran across the field and into the woods, running on his feet and hands, as he started running like a human again, he tripped over a trees root, and roared. Loud. He punched the tree beside him, as he roared in pain. He was a pretty good distance away from the school, as he sat against the tree, panting hard.