FLOWERS |D.HALE|

✿ Six ✿

Rivers walking in the hallway talking to Celeste when he sees his idiot brother, and his brothers dumbass friend. "C, I'll catch up with you later." He gives her a kiss on the cheek before catching up with his brother, clutching his books to his chest.

"Tell me what there saying." Stiles says pointing to a group of cops. River whispers a small hi to Stiles.

"Curfew, because of the body." Scott says. River sighs scrubbing a hand over his face, he was still kinda mad at Scott for almost killing him

"Unbelievable." Stiles groans. River zones out a bit rocking back on the balls of his feet, that is until he hears Scott mention Derek.

"Well you can't exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek." Scott points out and River nods.

"I can do something."

"Stiles, this 'something' your talking about better not include me. I for one would like to make it out of high school with no criminal record.

"We could find the other half of the body." What is it with his brother and dead body's?

"No way."

"Are you kidding?" River and Scott say at the same time looking at Stiles in utter annoyance as he walks away. River groans and leaves Scott who is now staring at Allison, really creepily he might add.

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River hummed to the the sound of imagine dragons blasting in his ears. He jogged through the forest steadily. He decided to go on a run after school to clear his mind. River stops dead in his tracks seeing Scott and Derek talking outside the burnt Hale house. He ducks behind a tree pulling out his ear buds and listening in.

"You think your little buddy, Stiles can just google werewolves, and now you got all the answers, is that it?" Derek sounded angry. River understood that, Scott was very angering. "At least your other friend, River had enough sense to look at history books rather than google which is almost never true." River blushes slightly, a small smile setting on his face. "You don't get it yet, Scott, but I'm looking out for you. Think about what could happen, you're out on the field, the aggression takes over, and you shift in front of everyone, your mom, all your friends, and when they see you..." Derek's claws rip through the net on Scott lacrosse stick. River gasps quietly, looking curiously at the scene in front of him. "Everything falls apart." Derek throws Scott's stick back at him then disappears. River turns around about to head home, but jumps slightly when he sees Derek standing there.

"Oh, hi!" River squeaks looking down at his converse, embarrassed about being caught. Derek smirks slightly looking the boy up and down.

"Spying on us, huh?" River blushes, trying to come up with an excuse.

"No! I just saw you talking, and I thought maybe it was important, so I was just listening in." River says quickly messing with his necklace. "I agree with you, Scott, shouldn't play on Saturday! He tried to kill me and Stiles in the locker room yesterday." Derek looks concerned at that.

"Are you okay?" The werewolf asks. River nods quickly, thinking back to how he had magically thrown Scott into the lockers.

"I should get going! Nice talking to you." River says goodbye, taking of quickly, very embarrassed.