Up To Us // Teen Wolf Spin-Off

1.1.11

Forgetful Fun...

Tara parked her motorcycle and started coughing up the blood piling in her mouth. Everything happened so quickly, Allison didn't notice how bad Tara was beaten.

"Noah! Travis!" The girl screamed. Tara started to get up, having blood drip from her mouth. She swiped her hand at Allison as a don't worry. Soon enough, Travis and Noah came running up to the girls.

"What the hell happened!" Travis yelled.

"Her mom," Allison said, trying to steady her breath.

"There's glass in her hair," Noah said calmly.

"It's fine. I'll heal, in the meantime..." Tara spits out the blood once more, getting up and grabbing two bottles of Fireball from her bag.

"Let's have some fun!" The other three looked at each other, knowing she wouldn't talk about it. They all agreed and started drinking. Tara's right cheek was extremely bloody and purple. She had a cut on her lip and her face was a little swollen. They all sat on the bleachers laughing.

"The swelling went down!" Noah pointed out. Tara smiled at her concerned friend.

"By this time tomorrow, I'll look as good as new! The drinking is just slowing down the process."

~ A FEW HOURS LATER ~

"How come you two aren't as drunk as we are?" Travis slurred.

"I don't get drunk," Tara stated.

"But you drank.... a lot!" Allison whispered extremely loud. Noah laughed at his best friend. He started thinking about the situation and came to a realization.

"I'm not drunk either, what the hell?" Tara studied the dark-haired boy.

"Do you usually?" She asked.

"What, get drunk? Uh... yea!" He said as if it was obvious.

"You two stay here, we'll be back," Tara announced. The girl grabbed Noah's hand and led him away from the bleachers.

"What's up?" He asked his blonde friend.

"What are you?" She questioned like it was normal.

"I'm sorry... what?" Noah laughed nervously.

"You don't have to play dumb. I can hear your heartbeat and your scent changed. Not to mention, you drank as much as me and you're not drunk."

"You're not drunk either!" He argued. Tara sighed and closed her piercing green eyes. When she opened them back up, the color changed into a glowing yellow. Noah's jaw dropped.

"You're a werewolf?" He questioned.

"Werecat. I can turn into a full panther." Tara corrected.

"I'm a werewolf, but I can't control it yet." The boy explained.

"That's okay, it takes time... You'll get there. I can help you if you want." The boy smiled at her kind gesture.

"So... we really can't get drunk?" Noah asked. Tara laughed at his question and shook her head no.

"I just like the taste. Anyways, we should get back. We're gonna have to carry Allison and Travis." They both laughed heading back to the bleachers and saw that the two were barely awake. They were still talking, but it made no sense, what so ever. Tara bent down and saw that the second bottle was now empty. She showed it to Noah.

"Great. That's great." He sarcastically remarked. They went to grab the drunk teens to take them home, but thunder erupted and it started to downpour. The four teens started to laugh, Noah and Tara watched as Travis and Allison tumbled down the bleachers, using each other for balance.

They both grabbed Noah and Tara and the four danced in the rain. They completely let go of everything and enjoyed being together. They laughed, sang, danced, and fell a few times, but it was all totally worth it. After realizing how much time passed, Tara looked at her soaked motorcycle and spoke up,

"Can you drive Travis' car?" Tara asked Noah.

"Sure." They each grabbed a person and loaded them into the back. During the ride, Noah tried to spark a conversation with the blonde.

"So, how many people know?"

"Just you. I've been one since fifth grade... before I came here, actually."

"How did it happen?" He asked.

"I was a curious kid who wandered off by myself. I ended up in an empty part of the woods and got attacked. My little sister found me." Noah nodded his head along.

"What about you?" She asked.

"I touched a tree." He saw that Tara raised her eyebrows.

"A Nemeton?" She asked.

"Yes, how did you know!"

"I've done my research. That doesn't usually happen though, there has to be more to it." Tara told the boy driving. During the time the four were on the road, they became close to dry. They pulled into Allison's driveway and opened the car door. Tara picked up Allison, while Noah held onto Travis. As they walked into the Stilinski's house, the lights came on and the teenagers froze. They were all faced with Scott and Malia McCall, along with Stiles and Lydia Stilinski.

"Oh. My. God." Malia said, breaking the silence. Noah and Tara thought this was the worst thing that could happen, but of course, Allison decided to open up her mouth.