Chapter 3-Late For Class And Almost Killed By My Best Friend? Awesome.

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When Monday finally came I was exhausted. I had spent the past two days researching. Saturday with Stiles and half of Sunday by my self. My mom was really excited because she learned some friends of hers had moved to Beacon Hills. She is clearly happy and even offered to go shopping with me. That's how I spent the rest of my Sunday.

It was nice, we haven't been getting along lately and we actually laughed and joked around and stuff. We hadn't done that in a while. For school I decided on an oversized grey sweater and vivid teal leggings. I through my hair up in a messy bun and put in some cross earrings .

My mom said she would drive me to school so we stopped by Starbucks. The coffee was not helping at all. It felt like a closed my eyes last night and opened them this morning. I got out of the car as the bell rang, great now I'm late. No use on hurrying, already late.

I opened the door and everyone's eye landed on me. I instinctively looked down by cheeks turning a little red. "I'm sorry, Ms. Craft, but why are you late for class by" he paused to check his watch" 9 minutes"he said snarkily. I looked up at him not sure how to answer. "Sorry, Sir" I mumbled.

"Don't let it happen again" he said turning back to the board. I took my seat next to Stiles. "Whoa Andi, you look like crap" he whispered.

I glared at him before turning back to the front. "Shut up, Stilinski" I whispered back.

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I was sitting on my usual spot for the practices. Allison and Lydia were sitting somewhere behind me, their loud cheering causing me to cringe. I watched as Scott rammed into Jackson who clutched his shoulder. My gaze flickered to Scott who was crouched on the ground.

I stood up and ran across the field, not making much progress in my brown heeled booties, over to Stiles who was helping Scott up. By the time I finally caught up with them we were half way to the school. Stiles pulled Scott into the locker room. I reluctantly followed behind. Once I found that we were the only ones in here I breathed a sigh a of relief.

"Scott you ok" Stiles asked hesitantly.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Scott screamed at him. He looked at us with blood lust in his eyes. With a gasp a took a step back. He lunged at me and Stiles pulled me out of the way. And that's how it began. We were basically running in circles.

Scott jumped up on top of the lockers and I finally got a look at my best friend.

His teeth had enlighten to the point they took out of his mouth, his eyes were bright yellow that glowed with an intense anger. His nails-or where they used to be- were now replaced by claws. His nose was all deformed and hair no graced his cheeks.

He lunged for us and I closed my eyes and waited for the impact to come. I heard a whooshing and peaked open an eye. I saw Stiles with a fire extinguisher and a very confused Scott laying on the ground. "What happened" he said.

Stiles took off his glove and through it to the ground. "You tried to kill us" he replied. Usually I would laugh at his over exaggerated hand signals bust this time I think it was justified. "It's the anger, it's like a trigger of some sort"I murmured to myself.

Even though I was a witch didn't know much about werewolves just what my mom told me, which wasn't much. For instance I thought that werewolves could take form when ever they want, but clearly Scotty didn't try to become that.

"But I'm first string" Scott whined.

"Not anymore" Stiles said back. I shot him a warning glare. I knew how much Scott wanted to be first line. It was killing him. I gave Scott a sympathetic look. We sat there silently none of us brave enough to break it.

A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. I don't even have an excuse it's because I couldn't come up with how to phrase some of the upcoming things or how I could add Andrea Craft into the story.

I just wanted to tell you guys how up came up with some of the names for the characters. For Andrea I always really liked that name but I got her last name from the movie 'The Craft' which is an older movie based on a coven of teenage witches. I really liked that movie and Andrea is kinda like the main character in the movie. She has these powers and doesn't know exactly how she is supposed to use them. And when the events around her start getting more serious she doesn't quite know how to react.

Another character, Andrea's mom, is this broken women. So blinded by her own grief towards her deceased husband that she doesn't know how to show her love towards her daughter. She has done things in the past (don't worry you'll find out about it later) that she is not proud of and when it comes back to bite her in the butt she realizes how much she really does love her daughter.

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