Orange Eyes (Teen Wolf/Derek Hale)

Chapter 9

McKenzie's P.O.V

"Wait," I said, holding my hand up in disbelief. "You're telling me, that there is a creature, with scales, running around Beacon Hills?"

Scott nodded grimly, his mouth set in a straight line.

"Well, it can't be as scary as Derek's psycho uncle," I joked, laughing weakly. Scott smiled, shaking his head.

"C'mon. We're gonna be late for school," he muttered, causing me roll my eyes.

"Just let me get changed," I mumbled, before running upstairs and into my room. Walking to my closet, I grabbed one of Derek's jumpers he left over here, it was black of course, a pair of short shorts and my black converse. I left my hair down and grabbed my aviators, putting them on before swinging my backpack over my shoulder. I heard Stiles' jeep pull up and ran down stairs.

"Let's go Scotty!" I yelled. "Shotgun!"

I quickly jumped into the front seat and Stiles looked at my outfit.

"Derek is not gonna like how short those shorts are," Stiles muttered. I rolled my eyes, but of course he couldn't see because of the aviators.

"Well, he doesn't control my life," I countered.

"Honestly, with how big his jumper is on you, you'd think you had no bottoms on."

Scott limbed into the car, slotting into the tiny backseat and we were off.

Time to go to hell...

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We were in P.E on the climbing wall. It was my turn. Danny was climbing next to me and we were just casually talking until we heard a wolf whistle.

"Damn McCall! Pretty nice view I'm getting from down here!" I looked down and saw Kyle, the schools player, smirking at me. Scott was fuming, and coach was having to hold him back whilst someone else was holding back Stiles.

"Hey Kyle? You wanna see a view of my fist as it hits your face?"

His smirk dropped and he looked down. I continued climbing until I got to the top, Danny just a few steps behind me. I waited for him to reach the top.

"Ready?"

He nodded.

"On three. One, Two, Three!"

And then we jumped. Felling weightless for a second, then hanging suspended in mid-air before dropping to the mat was amazing. I grinned at Danny and he fistbumped me.

"Alright. Nice job you two, especially with the comeback Female McCall. You may want to talk to your brother though, he seems a bit angry. Anyways, next two, Stilinski, Erica, lets go."

I patted Erica on the back.

"You can do it," I whispered, before smiling at her reassuringly.

She started climbing and you could tell she didn't like it. Not at all. She stopped about a quarter of the way, her arms shaking, and her breath coming out in laboured pants.

"Erica. Dizzy? Is it vertigo?" Coach asked her.

"Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear. She's just freaking out," Lydia concluded.

"Erica," I called.

"I'm fine," she lied

"Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know she's epileptic," Allison pointed out.