Tyra's P.O.V.
I woke up in the morning feeling empty inside. Something I'll have to learn to deal with.
I got out of bed and stretched before heading to the shower.
After the shower I put on a pair of sweats and my Beacon Hills lacrosse T-shirt with some sneakers since I have morning practice and I can just change after practice.
I grabbed all my stuff and met Stiles in the living room.
"You ready to go?" he asked, standing up. I nodded, rubbing my eyes, trying to wake up. He chuckled and slung an arm around my shoulders.
"Come on sleepy head. Let's get you to the car." he said, leading me out to the jeep. I stopped and held out my arms.
"Carry me?" I asked. He rolled his eyes, but picked me up anyways and carried me bridal style to the car.
Once he had me in the car he ran to his side and got in before starting the car and driving off to school.
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I went straight to the locker room and changed into my black spandex shorts and my lacrosse shirt with black nike socks and shoes. I grabbed my lacrosse stick and gear and headed out to the field where Scott, Stiles, Isaac, Liam and Kira were waiting.
"Oh, look. The sleeping beauty finally showed up." Stiles said making me glare at him.
"Shut the hell up. I'm not in the mood." I snapped. Kira looked surprised while the others looked amused.
"Is she always this grouchy in the morning?" she asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Scott said. Coach blew his whistle making me cringe.
"Alright, everyone asses on the field! Start running!" he yelled. "Mini McCall! That means you too! Just because you're co-coach doesn't mean you don't run."
"Then why aren't you running?" I asked.
"Because I'm the adult here. I don't have to." he answered, with a smirk.
"I don't know if you forgot but im 18 years old. So I'm legally an adult." I said. He looked like he didn't know what to say to that so I smirked.
"Just start running!" he said frustratingly. I rolled my eyes and started running the laps with the others. I easily passed everyone.
After we all did about ten laps we were called to get in a line and Liam was in goal.
"McCall you're up." Coach said to Scott. Scott was getting ready to shoot. Then coach started yelling.
"Where the hell is Stilinski! He's beem gone these past two weeks! We need him out here!" he yelled. I looked confusedly at Stiles who happened to be standing right in front of me. "What the fuck?" I mouthed to him. He shrugged.
"Hey, coach! I don't know if it's the old age or maybe you're just going blind! Stiles has been here literally the whole time!" I yelled to him. The other players laughed. After Stiles went while I was talking I was up. I grabbed my stick and the ball.
"I wasn't talking about Bilinski!" Coach yelled. I then understood that he was talking about Derek .
"He doesn't go here anymore coach! He moved back to Mexico!" I yelled. He let out a groan and a 'Whatever'.
I swung the stick to shoot it but instead the ball hit the bar on the goal.
"Mini McCall! What the hell is wrong with you?! You never miss a shot!" Coach yelled. Everyone looked at me in shock. I looked down.
"Sorry coach, I'm not having the best day." I said. He nodded.
"Is it a break up?" He asked suddenly. "Did Miguel break up with you?"
I looked at him with my mouth open and eyes wide.
"Sorry, sorry for asking. Just take a break on the bench for a bit." He said. I nodded.
"So you're single, then?" One of the boys from the lacrosse team asked. I rolled my eyes.
"As of last night? Yeah, I'm officially single as a pringle." I said. I heard a bunch of murmuring from the team about how they were gonna go for me now that I was single.
I walked past a shocked Isaac, Stiles, Liam and Scott.
"What happened?" Scott asked.
"I thought you guys were just fine?" Isaac said.
"Yeah." Stiles and Liam said.
"He said he just wanted to be friends. And he likes Braeden now." I said grumpily.
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After practice, we went back to the locker rooms to get changed. Me and Kira changed. I changed into the outfit I picked out yesterday.
I was now wearing a grey crop that didn't cover my shoulders, a black and white plaid skirt, thigh high white stockings, and and black pumps. I put my hair half up, half down with the bottom curled.
After I was done I got my stuff and left with Kira. When we got out of the locker room we were greeted by the others.
"Ready for class?"Isaac asked, putting an arm around my shoulders. I groaned.
"Can't we just skip?" I asked.
"Now what kind of bestb friend would I be if I let my best friend skip class?" he smirked. I smiled at him.
"You would be the best best friend in the whole world." I said batting my eyelashes. He laughed.
"Yeah, and get my ass kicked by your brother? I don't think so." He said dragging me to class.
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After school we all went to Derek's house to discuss the whole Peter situation.
"So, Peter's in Eichen House for how long?" Scott asked.
"I don't know." Derek answered. "I personally think he shouldn't be released ever. He's too dangerous."
"I agree. After all that's happened because of him, I couldn't trust him." Scott said. We all agreed.
"So what now?" Isaac asked from beside me. "Is it over?"
"No, I don't think so. This may just be the beginning." Derek said.
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We all sat around and talked for a while. I looked over to Derek who had been talking with Braeden. He looked over at me and smiled. I fake smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
It pained me to see him with her, but I had no choice.
But one thing is for sure.
I'll never stop loving Derek Hale.
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Hey, guys!!!
So, that was the final chapter of Remember Me. I know sad.
Yes, I did change it. But only to fit the next story.
But don't be too sad because the sequel will be coming as soon as the new season starts up. It'll be called Just A little Bit of Your Heart. And yes, it's about Derek.
Please read my other TW stories because I might post a reminder of teh sequel.
They are:
17 Again ( A Stiles Stilinski FF)
Control (A Liam Dunbar FF)
Run With Me ( The Maze Runner, Minho)
Fix Us (A Young Derek Hale F F)
My Brother's Alpha (A Scott Mccall FF)
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