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Lauren Mcall older sister of Scott and eldest daughter of Mellisa moves back home after three years of not being allowed to see them. How will she handle all of her problems already with these new supernatural problems...
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The bell rings not even a second after, "Well looks like we've all got to get going" I smile at them all, walking out of the cafeteria.
I can't lie that did hurt my feelings- whose wouldn't it hurt- sure I put up such a tough act, but I am nothing- I'm reminded every day. Instead of heading to my next and final class, I walk right out the front doors.
I decide to make a little visit to Mr. Rainbows
I stop the bike right in front of the broken house "Rainbow! Come here!" I shout while putting the bike on the floor. "I know you can hear me."
"You'd be correct Lauren I can hear you so no need to shout, now what do you want?"
"I-I'm not sure" I sign "Just couldn't be in school at the moment."
"Couldn't or Wouldn't?" He asks pulling off his leather jacket.
"Both- If I would've stayed, I'd probably blow up and couldn't because of what happen." I confess sitting on his stairs.
"So, you came here? We haven't even had a proper conversation" he laughs.
"Well yeah, I came here. I didn't get to thank you for taking me home from the party. Plus, no way to know you if I don't put in an effort."
"True, now I couldn't have a second unstable werewolf running throughout Beacon Hills."
" Soo, what do you do in your spare time? Y'know like fun stuff"
".... I work out."
"Thats no fun" I groan standing up "Where do you even workout because no offense but this place doesn't seem very 'workout' able to me."
"Anywhere and everywhere including this place, come on I'll show you." I quickly follow after him, he walks into the living room or what's left of it and pulls out a couple boxes.
"I have some weights in here a pull up bar in the corner and well the woods for running." I nod, a little weird that he workouts for fun, but everyone has their thing. Who knows maybe one day working out will be my thing.
I notice he isn't saying anything but rather... sniffing the air?
"Are you bleeding?" I look down to see my tan shirt has a speckle of blood in it.
"Damn it I really liked this shirt" I whine.
"Take off your shirt."
"I- Mr. Rainbows I have a girlfriend."
"Just do it!" Derek walks closer to her stiff smelling the air "How long ago were you injured?"
"I don't know maybe a couple hours ago." I stand still, doing nothing.
" I said take it off."
"Thats a little creepy Derek, I- I don't want to." stuttering I back away from him.
"First time you've called me Derek, but not the point. I need to see, so you'll need to take it off."
"I said No."
"Are we going to have to do this the hard way?"
"Why do you care so much about it? So, what I'm bleeding everyone bleeds at some point."
"I shouldn't be smelling this much blood if you had gotten hurt hours ago, I'm just trying to help you Lauren." He sighs but this time talking in a quiet and calmer voice.
"Well, I'm not doing anything with just you here- besides nothing is wrong with me" I grow defense feeling my anger bubble in my throat.
"I didn't say something was wrong, and if you won't show me then I'll have to take you somewhere." My eyes go wide, as he realized what it sounded like he was quick to correct himself.
"Not like that Lauren I meant taking you too, a 'friend' of mine your brother works for him, so he'll be there to."
"Doctor Deaton is your friend?" I laugh "No offense but you don't seem to be the one who has friends especially not someone like Alan."
"Get in the car Lauren" He ignores my commentary, walking out the door.
I get in the Camaro, setting my bag in his back seat, "Nice car how'd you afford it."
"Yeah... What do you think of me someone with no money?" he stifles a laugh?
"I mean yeah, have you seen yourself a goth or emo whatever you want to call yourself who hides in the woods scaring off teenagers, not to mention the house is barley standing."
" A goth? Really"
"Well duh look at that Jacket, and the shirt AND the pants!"
"What's wrong with my clothes?"
"I didn't say anything was wrong with them, it's just so bleak."
"Bleak means I'm emo now?"
" I didn't say that.... But yeah" I mumble the last bit to myself, we pull up outside of the clinic, just as the sheriff? Is leaving"
