COMPLETED [ B O O K O N E - S E A S O N S O N E A N D T W O ]
Madison Stilinki, a high school student with anger issues, attends Beacon School High - her friendship group consisting of her twin brother, Stiles Stilinski, and her best friend...
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I arrive at the location Derek had sent me to meet him which was his new hideout I suppose, since the Argent's were more of aware about him residing at his old house, so it made sense for him to move. I had expected him to move into an apartment at least, not...this.
The large, mostly empty space had concrete and steel walls, supported by steel beams. There was a large rusting subway train cair dominating the space, and above my head shone a large sum of large light bulbs. I get he was staying here to not get found by the Argents again, especially now more of them had come, but living here didn't look comfortable at all. I guess it was an upgrade from the burnt down house he'd been living in.
I trod inside, furrowing my eyebrows as my eyes darted around. I couldn't see him anywhere at all, and I'd come at the time he'd said to. So where the hell was he? "Derek?" I called, stopping still in the middle of the room, my head turning to look around. Please don't tell me the Argents kidnapped him again.
"Dere-" I begin, only all of a sudden something like a javelin soars in my direction and I jump, raising my hands in front of my face as a defense, in complete shock, squeezing my eyes shut. But I soon realise whatever it was, never touches me. My brows scrunch together as I open my eyes and lower my hands and my eyes widen in shock as I see the object on the other side of the room.
Did I just do that? Had I just like...blown it all the way over there?
Whilst I stand, gawking at what I'd just experienced, Derek appears from behind the shadows and in the exact direction whatever the hell it was that was launched at me came from. He's wearing a white tank top, that clings to him in a way I refuse to acknowledge is flattering. Especially when I was now pissed at him after I've put two and two together.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I exclaim in annoyance, stepping closer to him. "You could have seriously hurt me."
He nods with a tight lipped smile and picks up whatever it was he threw in my direction and he bends it in his hands with ease. "It's foam."
I scoff. "Well...still!"
I sigh, and look back down at my hands. I still couldn't believe what had just happened. I mean, I knew I had 'aerokinesis' or whatever, since I'd read it in the chapter of the book Derek had given me, and obviously googled about it. But actually seeing it happen in real time was just insane. When I was a kid, everytime anyone would ask me what powers I'd want, I'd always say telekinesis - I guess in a way this was the next best thing. "I still can't believe I can do that." I gulp, before looking back up at Derek. "I have no idea how the hell I'm supposed to learn how to use it."
He shrugs, picking up a chair from his left. "You just controlled it there. That's progress."
I narrow my eyes at him. "That was my first time doing it, and I wasn't exactly trying to."
