(Teen wolf/ vampire diaries/ SPN fanfic) Bad Girls Do it Well

Chapter 9

I opened the door to my locker and a guy with a beautiful face and a stubble beard stumbled on me.
"Woe!" I said, and caught him before he fell, "Are you ok?"
"Have you seen..." He paused, "Scott McCall."
"Why do you ask."
"Personal business." He said.
"I am his family, sister to be exact." I said, "his personal business is mine. Especially since your drunk."
"I'm not drunk!" He protested.
"Ok... uh who are you because I swear I have seen you before."
"I'm Derek." He said, "Where's Scott."
"Holy shit, Derek as in werewolf Derek? As in that one guy that Scott always talks about?!" He looked outraged, "calm down I'm also like you-- well I don't really know what I am because well I have the same abilities as a werewolf but..." he rolled his eyes, "You don't care, what do you need from my brother. I can probably pull him out of class, because it is the last period. So it won't matter if you really need him. But, are you ok?"
"No I'm not ok! I'm dying." He pulled his left jacket sleeve off and showed me a bullet mark.
"Woe. Wolfsbane?"
"I don't know. I just need Scott." He said, the bell ring.
"Ok meet Scott and I on the bench in front of the school." I said, "it'll be 45 minutes. I would help you right now but well this is my first day and I don't wanna miss a class. Also I wanna hear the story about that wound. Ok bye, be careful!" I ran off to class, I opened room 304 and stepped in.
"Your late." The teacher said.
"No darling I'm never late, everyone else is simply early- of course I'm late I'm sorry that I have classes all the way across the building and I can't run to get here on time- Leny nice to meet you." I shook his hand, everyone laughed.
"Your lucky your new." He said, "class this is Leny. Tell the class about yourself."
"I am very competitive about sports and am joining the lacrosse team."
"Really?"
"Did you even ask the coach?" The teacher said.
"Nope and by your lack of um..." I cleared my throat, "Class, I assume your the coach." I said, "now I'm not always a bitch I just forgot my coffee this morning. Aka my tequila shot--"
"How I like to start my day to miss..."
"McCall." I said.
"McCall... as in Scott McCalls sister? As in good in sports McCall?"
"Yeah." I said.
"Your on the team!" He said.
A Jackson stood up, "She hasn't even tried out!" He said, handsome face.
"Welcome to the team Miss. McCall." The coach said, and shook my hand, "take a seat."
I harshly bumped my shoulder on Jackson while walking to my seat. I smelled blood, I dug my nails into my skin preventing me from going to new girl to murderer.