Katherine (Katie) Bush was the average 16 year old girl. She lived with her mom and brother in Florida for her entire life. Her dad ran out on them when she was 4 and they haven't heard from him since. Katie had decent grades,a few friends, a loving...
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I was harshly woken up by a piercing pain in my arm. It felt like I'd just been stabbed ten times,all at once. I moved my sleeve to see a bright blue and purple circle on my forearm with blue and purple gross veins starting to grow across my skin. The pain got so bad I think I passed out because the next time I woke up it was time to get ready for school.
I felt even worse this morning and when I went to look at it, the circle and veins had gotten bigger so I wore my red hoodie to cover it up. I pushed back to nausea and the brain splitting headache, getting into the jeep that waited for us in the driveway. Neither boys noticed my sick behavior so I try to control it more.
When we get to school, I rushed to first period and sat down. I felt as if I couldn't stand any longer or my legs would give out. After class was done I sluggishly got up and walked out. By the time the late bell rang I was about to turn the corner to my locker when I heard a familiar voice.
"Where's Scott or Katie McCall?" Derek said.
"Why should I tell you?" Jackass oh I mean Jackson said.
"Because I asked you nicely and I only do that once. " I would've laughed at him but I was in too much pain for that.
"Huh. Alright tough guy how about I help you find them if you tell me what you're selling him. What is it? Dianabol? HgH?"
"Steroids?" Derek asked dumbfounded by how stupid Jackson really was.
"No Girl Scout cookies. What the hell do you think I'm talking about. And what ever you're selling, is probably stop sampling the merchandise." Wait so Derek looks like hell too?
"I'll find them myself. "
"No we're not-"
Just then Derek slammed Jackson into a locker. I heard heavy footprints coming to me so I stepped out and almost collided with Derek. He looked at me and looked relieved then saw my condition and the relief changed to concern,guilt and most of all , fear. The bell rang signaling the end of school and we helped each other hobble outside and towards Stiles' jeep.
Once we got there, Derek dropped to the ground with me but I managed to land on my knees and hold his head before it hit the ground. Both Scott and Stiles rushed over to us as the car horns honked at us.
"What are you doing here?!" Scott yelled hushly.
"I was shot. "
"He's not looking so good. Neither are you Katie, what the hell's wrong?"
