A Winchester and a Hale

I'm No Murderer

McKenna's p.o.v.

I walk into the hallway and I'm bombarded with a swarm of teenagers. I walk with confidence as it seems that everyone is looking at me. A new face will do that. 

I continue down the hall remembering the directions Derek gave me. I see the two kids from the restaurant last night. Scott and...Stiles? I think it was something weird like that. 

When Scott sees me his eyes go wide and he hits Stiles to get his attention. I keep walking not skipping a beat. Allison and a strawberry blonde girl walk up with them.

I get up closer to them and wink as I walk by knowing I'm messing with their heads. I don't bother turning around I know they are gonna follow and ask a lot of questions. But first I need to finish getting this job thing taken care of. 

I walk up to the front desk and the woman sitting behind it looks up and greets me with a smile.

"Hi, what can I do for you today?" She asks happily. 

"I'm here to finalize the teacher's aid position for Coach Finstock." I saw smiling back.

"Okay, let me pull that up here." She says and starts clicking on her keyboard. 

"Alright, it looks like it's mostly filled out I just need your signature right here." She says handing me the paper with all the information and a pen. Chris must've taken care of it. 

I look at it and see that it says my name is McKenna Smith. Good Chris used the alias I told him to. I sign it as McKenna Smith and hand it back to her. 

"Perfect, his room is attached to the boys locker room which is down the hall. He'll either be in the classroom, his office, or the locker room. But if he's not in any of those places he's down at the lacrosse field." She says. 

"Thank you, have a nice rest of your day!" I answer walking away after she says 'you too.' I start to walk in the direction she told me and I see the locker room. I start to walk past it to get to the classroom just after it but I'm pushed inside.

I grab the hand that pushed me regaining my balance, I twist it behind their back slamming them into a group of lockers. 

"Hey! Woah Woah! Let him go! We just want to to talk!" I look to my right and see Scott. I look back at the kid I'm holding realizing that its Stiles. 

"Yep, just want to talk." He says, his voice weird and pained from being pushed against the lockers with me still twisting his arm. I let him go.

He steps back from the lockers next to Scott holding his shoulder in pain. 

"Why does the human always get slammed into things?" He says, but I ignore him. 

"What do you want." I ask crossing my arms. 

Scott goes to open his mouth to say something but Stiles cuts him off.

"Did you kill Derek?!" He asks quickly and loudly. I give a small laugh and they look at me funny. 

"Did you?" Scott asks worriedly. 

"No, I didn't kill Derek." I say becoming serious. "I may be a hunter without a little honor code but I'm no murderer." I continue. They both let out a sigh of relief. 

"Now, my brother on the other hand, will definitely kill Derek as soon as he gets the chance, and the same goes for you Scott." I say looking at him sadly. 

"What, why?" He asks desperately. 

"Because he is unreasonable, he sees you guys as monsters and nothing more. He doesn't believe that you can control your killing urges. I've tried to explain to him that non-lunatic wolves have better control but he refuses to believe it." I explain.