05; Dinner Party
"You're still coming to dinner, right?" Char asked while Scarlet sat in the back of Derek's car, on their way to retrieve Isaac from a jail cell.
"Yeah. I'll be there. In fact, Derek's dropping me off." She leaned over and squeezed the driver's shoulder before the twins bid their goodbyes and Scarlet leaned back.
"I guess this means I'm staying until you decide we can leave?" He hissed at her cocky attitude.
"Now, now, DerBear. No need to be such a- Stiles," she turned to the only other boy in the car, "what do you call him?"
"Sourwolf."
They were there and they discussed their plan. It didn't go over well. Scarlet was all for watching Derek flirt with the woman at the front desk whilst Stiles and Scarlet go and snatch the new werewolf, but it turns out she didn't swing that way.
Thankfully for them, Scarlet played for both teams. She smiled before hopping out the car and moving towards the building in a casual manner so she didn't think Scarlet needed something urgent.
Immediately, she was immersed in the blonde's beauty, which was not only a good sign, but a nice confidence boost.
"I-uh, um, I-" she flushed, looking down at the ground, sucking in her lips. "Uh, what c-can I, um, I do for you?"
"First, you can tell me your name. You're stunning. I, honestly, wasn't expecting someone-"
"Like me?"
"I was going to say so beautiful and adorable, but they mean the same thing, so," I managed to get my point across as I moved towards the desk, leaning over so my rack was exposed.
She blushed and giggled, then when she lifted her gaze off the ground, it landed on my chest. "Um..."
"I was, actually, wandering," I watched as the boys moved towards the cells unnoticed, and I thought of a lie quickly that might actually be believable,"what are the best bars for single women, that are, into, well, other women?"
She took the bait and walked over to me. "My name is Courtney."
I ran a hand through her chocolate brown hair, brushing it back so I could see some of her beautiful caramel skin. "I'm interested." With that lame line, I kissed her.
She kissed back, and somewhere along the lines, we opened our mouths and made it a full blown make out session. Eventually, I moved my mouth down to her neck, trying to keep an eye on what was happening whilst she kept her eyes closed and moaned as I sucked on her sweet spot.
Once Derek and Isaac got moving out of there, I stopped, whining how I felt sick, and left, flying in the back seat that was empty as Derek drove off. I have him the Marin address as I fixed my lipstick.
"That got you a girl? That was horrible," Derek spoke up as I wiped the smudged lipstick off my face.
"Flaunt the boobs. Always show your rack- or your ass. Everyone loves the booty."
This earned a light laugh from Isaac and Derek's lips to flip into a small smile, which was victory for me.
I zapped in a white, skin tight dress that ran to mid-thigh and started to undress in the backseat, earning an uncomfortable look from Isaac and a quizzing one from Derek's eyes in the mirror.
"What? It's not like I'm eating back here." Scarlet slipped into the dress, but turned her back and got the zip from the newly turned boy and topped it off with the jean jacket that she was wearing earlier. Scarlet sent the clothes home with a snap, and once we reached the house-which was as soon as she had rid of her school clothes- Scarlet jumped out.
Scarlet had ulterior motives tonight, but that wasn't stopping her from getting some dirt from her step-family about how Jimmy-Shimimmy has been doing lately. The blonde didn't trust their biological mother, and the fact that her baby brother went to her would surely have some bad after effects that might just destroy everyone and every single thing that was strung to him.
She just wasn't having that.
She also needed the magic books that once belonged to her mother, ones that Greene wouldn't need. That was a household consisting of vampires, werewolves, and one siren with an extra ability. Scarlet doubted they would even know the books were missing, but her assumptions would be put up to the test.
As she found herself making her way up to the house from the sidewalk, her biological father, John, was getting out of his own car, and Scarlet didn't know how this would blow over. Although her heart was hammering in her chest, her face showed no signs of any worries, but more like superiority.
John caught sight of her and S noticed how his face turned sour. He marched over to her, and shoved her against a tree. She wasn't expecting it at all, but she was able to recover quickly, gripping her hands onto the tree.
"What are you doing here?" He glared down at the girl he hated most in the world.
"I was invited by your daughter and I was promised a bite from your wife. I'm sure her cooking will taste as amazing as she d-"
She didn't get to finish her taunting because he gripped her throat and pressed her harder against the tree. His werewolf strength was almost too much for her, but she was cunning and even at a time like this, her mind was on overdrive. He still managed through clenched teeth, "I remember how many fond memories we had in this house. How when you were three and you sunk in the tub, somehow. Maybe, tonight, we can repeat that."
She focused on becoming transparent and not on her lack of air. She fell through the tree, landing on her behind, behind the tree. She jumped back up, stalking over to him in long strides, placing a hand on his shoulder as his claws were locked into the tree. Although her strength was no match for his, she gripped it, training her mind on imprinting him temporarily.
It worked and he hopped up with a hiss, glowering at her from the three feet distance. He growled at her and she flashed him her purple orbs. She didn't have a witty comeback for him and Scarlet settled for that.
They strode up to the house, and once she went to close the door behind her, she noticed the stiff expression of Derek who was gripping the steering wheel.
"Go. I can handle myself," she whispered before closing the door and unofficially activating World War Three.
