Teen Wolf: The She Wolf.

Chapter 39.

"Where's Scott?" Derek spoke up, causing Stiles to jump backwards, also away from Derek but sighed in relief when seeing who it is and walked towards him.

"I don't know, he roared at me and ran over to the lockers. He kept on telling me to get away or something? And, I don't know what to do Man!" Stiles said, "I'm freaking out."

"Well, go freak out somewhere else." Derek snarled, "Go back to class. I'll get Scott."

Stiles looked at Derek, nodded and ran down the hall towards the classroom. once Stiles was away, Derek started walking further into the locker room, looking around skeptically, before hearing something scrap.

He looked up at the rafters above the lockers, he saw a few claw marks, but quickly put a hand out when somebody dived at him, he pinned that somebody to the lockers.

Derek sighed, when realising it was Scott, his eyes glowing. Scott seemed taken aback, his eyes were wide, and he gulped. Scott tried getting out of Derek's grip, with the help of his claws but Derek had a firm grip onto Scott's shoulder, one arm going to rest on the lockers by Scott's head.

"Scott." Derek growled, and when Scott wouldn't stop he kissed him. Scott froze and slowly stopped fighting and started kissing back. Scott sighed, when they pulled away, letting his head go back to bang into the lockers, "You calm yet?"

Scott slowly nodded and looked upto Derek, Scott's eyes had returned back to normal, but he was still breathing heavily.

"Sorry." Scott mumbled, and Derek only got more confused.

"For what?" Derek asked softly and quitely.

"For running out of your class and trying to hurt you." Scott answered even more quitely. But, Derek had pulled away from Scott and took a step back when the door to the boys locker room opened.

In came Coach, who jumped at seeing the two.

"What the hell are you doing here McCall!?" Coach exclaimed.

"Sorry Coach." Scott mumbled.

"Why are you out of class? Were those boys planning on jumping you again?" Coach asked, causing Derek's head to shoot to Scott with narrowed eyes.

"Uh, no Coach. I just. . . I got-I just. . ." Scott struggled to find the words, "I needed to talk to you."

"You couldn't of waited until Lunch? Or practise?" Coach asked. And, Scott actually did need to talk to him, but he didn't plan on doing it now.

"Well, uhm, I can't play the game next week." Scott blurted out, shocking Derek and confusing Coach.

"You mean, you can't wait to play the game next week?" Coach asked, causing Scott to sigh.

"No, Coach. I mean, I can't play the game next week." Scott said.

"Why? Is it girl problems? Boy problems?" Coach asked.

"No." Scott said.

"Is it Meth?" Coach asked, causing Derek wanting to laugh but kept a straight face.

"No Coach. I just. . . i've been haveing some trouble with. Anger." Scott said.

"Well, that's what's Lacrosse is all about! Getting the rage on." Coach said, giving Scott a patt on the shoulder, "And, McCall, you are one of the best people on that field. So, get your game on!"

Coach had walked into his office, getting the last word in. Scott only sighed.

"Anger?" Derek questioned.

"Well, yeah. You saw me in class." Scott mumbled, already leaving the boys locker room with Derek following, "I almost lost it."

"And, if you did those guys deserved it." Derek said, causing Scott to chuckle.