My Brother Is Stiles Stilinski

CHAPTER 12DEREK HALE

STILES'S POV

After the incident at the locker room, Steffie and I avoided that topic at home. Especially if dad's home.

"Do you think, Derek Hale has something to do with what Scott's experiencing?", Steffie asked.

"I don't know. Maybe", I answered.

Steffie fell silent for a while. Maybe she's thinking of the possibility, that Derek Hale has this wolf thingy.

"I'm going to my room", I said.

"Are you going to talk with Scott?", she asked.

"Yep. Wanna join?", he said.

"Ok. But don't talk about Lydia and Allison", she said.

"We'll talk about your theory; Derek Hale", I said.

We went to my room and opened my laptop. Looks like I'm right on time, Scott's already online and waiting for me to respond. I prepare myself and pick my toy laser gun.

"What'd you find out?", Scott asked.

"Well it's bad, Jackson's got separated shoulder", I replied.

"Because of me?", he asked.

"Because he's a fool", I said.

"But he's gonna play?", he asked.

"If he injured his shoulder, I don't think he's gonna play this Saturday's game", Steffie replied.

"I don't know that possibility yet. But I think they're just counting on you this Saturday", I said. Scott sigh. Looking resigned.

Then something caught Steffie's attention. She kept on pointing that out to me. When I looked at it, my internet began to lag. So I tried to type: "It looks like someone's behind you".

I saw Scott looked behind him and BAM!!! He's offline.

STEFFIE'S POV

After Scott got offline, I got so worried...

"Maybe, Derek's trying to warn Scott about the game on Saturday", I suggested.

"Well, maybe... but we're trying to think of the possibility that maybe Derek is not the wolf right", Stiles said.

"Yup. But I'm just suggesting that possibility", I said.

"We better get to bed. It's already late", he said.

I'm really worried about Scott... If Derek Hale kills him, I'm gonna kick his ass.

"Good morning kids!", dad greeted.

"Morning dad", I replied.

"Morning", Stiles replied.

"Aren't you guys fired up? It's a nice day", dad said.

"Didn't sleep well last night", Stiles said.

"Me neither", I said.

"Why is that?", he asked.

"School. Lacrosse", we both replied.

Dad let go of the subject. It seems like he knows we're not in the mood to talk about everything, especially the secrets we have.

We both got to school with plenty of time to talk about Derek Hale. I found out that he also go to school here at Beacon Hills and left after their house got burned. The only mystery left is; who burn their place. When the bell rang, we all went to our classes, hate to see that stupid face of Stanley...

"Hey, nice to see you today", he said.

"It's not nice for me", I said.

"Ms. I-Don't-Care, I find it nice seeing your face", he casually said.

"Just shut the f*ck up", I said.

"Sorry. I just wanna make you smile", he said.

"It's ok. I'm just not in the mood to smile today", I said.

Luckily the teacher entered the room, that make him shut up and begin working for our class. But my mind's not here... it's with Scott and my brother...

After school, me, my brother and Scott met by the canteen to talk about him being not able to play this coming Saturday.

"I told coach I can't play this Saturday's game", Scott began.

"And.?

", Stiles asked.

"He won't allow it", Scott replied.

"Ok, maybe we could help you", I suggested.

"I don't think so", he said. Then he saw Allison and dismiss our discussion of his well being.

"We should at least find out how he can control himself", I suggested.

"I agree", Stiles said. And went to home.

This is the first time he agreed with me. Might as well as document it. Yey!!!