I was pacing my room waiting for either Scott to walk through the door or Stiles to call.
As if on cue my phone rang with Stiles's name and picture popping up on my phone.
K - Did you find him?
S - Yep.
K - Oh thank god. Get here as soon as you can!
S - Will do.
I hung up after that. Relieved that Scott is okay.
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I was setting in the bleachers waiting for practice to start.
"Let's go! One-on-ones from up top. Jackson, take a long stick today, attaboy." Coach said blowing his whistle.
I watched as Danny went to the goal, Jackson went to the middle of the field, while the rest of the boys lined up a good running distance away from Jackson.
"That's how you do it, Jackson. That's how you do it." The coach called out.
Soon it was Scott's turn, I chewed on my nails.
"Let's go, McCall, what are you waiting for?" Coach yelled.
Scott snapped out of it running toward Jackson. Jackson took him down no problem.
The coach was speed walking to get to Scott. After the coach told Scott something Scott started walking to the front of the line.
"McCall's gonna do it again! McCall's gonna do it again!" Coach Finstock shouted.
With each time I hear coach's voice my hatred toward him grows.
Scott runs toward Jackson and he crashes into him sending both him and Jackson to the ground. I get up and run to his side as did Stiles while everyone else runs to Jackson's aid.
"Scott?" Stiles asked as we bent down to his level.
"I can't control it guys. Its happening." Scott panted.
"What? Right here? Now?" I questioned.
"Come on, get up. Go!" Stiles said dragging Scott up.
Stiles and I took him to the locker rooms, but I stopped.
"I'm gonna go see if Jackson possibly got injured." I said.
Stiles nodded and I ran to my car.
I made it to the hospital, I ran inside to see Melissa eating lunch.
"Hey, have they brought Jackson in yet?" I asked frantically.
"Not yet, is something wrong?" She asked.
"I don't know yet. I'm gonna head home." I said.
We said goodbye and I went back to my car.
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I was on my laptop doing a report for school when I heard a loud crash coming from Scott's room. I jumped up running across the hall and into Scott's room to see he was being pinned up against the wall.
"What the hell is going on?" I yelled pulling the guy off of him. "Derek, what are you doing here?"
"I came to tell him, that he can't play in the game on Saturday." He said looking at Scott still.
I dragged Derek out of Scott's room and into mine.
"You can not barge into someone's house and tell them what they can and can not do!" I shouted.
"He shifted Keegan! That's enough to get all of us exposed!" He shouted right back.
"He can learn to control it, you did." I said a little quieter.
"That's not it. I was born a werewolf, he was bitten. People who was bitten takes a lot more time to control than being born one." He said.
"There has to be a way." I stated setting on my bed.
"There is, its called he's not playing in the game Saturday." He replied.
I shook my head and rolled my eyes.
"Why are you here to begin with Keegan?" Derek asked me.
"I had no one there. Emma left with her boyfriend. Now they live in Montana. You and Laura left, and now I'm here." I said looking up at him.
For the first time, I realized how much I've missed those green eyes. I soon found myself leaning in as he did.
After what felt like years our lips finally met for the first time in a year, and that same spark was still there.
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I was at my locker putting my stuff away when Stiles came out of no where.
"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I asked holding my hand to my chest.
"They have a curfew now, at 9:30. Scott and I are going to look for the other half of the body, you coming?" He asked.
"As exciting as that sounds, no, I have homework to do." I said.
I shut my locker and made my way to Drama.
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I got a text from Stiles the next morning at 9:00 telling me that I should come by Derek's.
I texted back and told him to let me get dressed first.
I got dressed in a black floral print strapless dress that goes mid thigh, a blue jean like flannel that ties at the waist, and a pair of pink wedged heels. I brushed my teeth, and put my hair in a side fishtail braid, and done my makeup. I grabbed my purse and went to my car.
I seen a trail that led to Derek's house so I drove my car up that trail. When I got to the house I seen police cars, and Stiles's jeep.
"What did you two morons do?" I yelled walking over to Scott.
"We found the other half of the body buried behind Derek's." Scott said so casually.
"Really, do you seriously think it was any of your guy's business?" I asked.
Derek and I made brief eye contact before he gave Scott an icey glare as he was put in the back if Sheriff Stilinski's cop car.
I rolled my eyes and stomped back over to my car and got in driving back home. How dare they get him arrested!
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The whole day I avoided Scott and Stiles. I am in no mood for those two idiots right now.
It was time for Scotts game, I know I'm pissed at the both of them, but I'm not that pissed to where I'm gonna miss Scott's big game.
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I watched as Scott looked up to the crowd along with Stiles. I followed their gaze to see Allison and Lydia holding up a sign that says "WE LUV U JACKSON"
Ouch. I thought.
I looked back at Scott to see him bent over. Oh no, he's shifting.
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Scott scored the winning goal. I watched as him and Stiles ran toward the locker rooms. Not thinking anymore of it I went home with Melissa.
I had just gotten dressed after I showered, and opened the bathroom door to be met with someone setting on my bed. Before I could scream a hand was placed over my mouth.
When I looked into his eyes I recognized him.
"You're out of jail." I smiled after his hand was off of my mouth.
"Yeah, they let me go when they found out the body was Laura's." He said.
"What? Laura's dead! When? How?" I asked.
"Someone killed her so they could become alpha I'm guessing." He stated walking over to my bed.
I walked over and hugged him from behind. "I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for. The hunters killed her." He said putting his hands over mine.
After a few minutes I let go and got in bed. I patted the spot next to me signaling for him to lay down. Once he laid down we talked until we fell asleep, well I fell asleep.
