Despite Derek's long history of not trusting and not caring Elena Stark manages to gain his trust and he falls for her hard. But when the hunters declare war against the supernatural and a mysterious creature attacks innocents their trust in one ano...
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I step out of my car slinging my book bag onto my shoulder, well here we go another day of teenage hell. I've spent almost the entire night going through the files we have on supernatural creatures and I am no closer to discovering anything than I was a year ago. Though a year ago I didn't vine know about Kanima's.... But still it's extremely annoying not only do I have an enemy I know next to nothing about but I also have to worry about the war that's in the making between the werewolves and hunters.
'Elena! There you are!' Lana exclaims and hurries over to me.
'Hi?'
'So I was looking for something to watch and I found this amazing movie called The Avengers and oh my God you should have seen the blonde ones abs. He has like this amazing blonde air, godly physique and he wields a hammer!' Lana exclaims.
'Thor?'
'Yes! That's his name!.....I think.' Lana says fowling and then shaking her head.
'Anyway I'm arranging a little party Friday night, you up to get a little drunk and dance till you drop?' Lana asks.
'I'm afraid I have plans.' I say.
'Oooo, does it in voile a certain hot brooding guy?' Lana asks wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
'No, it involves Stiles and an intercity of lightsabers.'
'What's a lightsaber?'
'Star Wars?'
'Oh...' Lana says but I can tell she still has no idea what I'm talking about.
'Who is he?' Lana asks and I turn around confused trying to figure out who she's talking about, swaggering down the hallway with a confidant smirk is none other than Isaac Lahey.
'Excuse me for a second.' I say distractedly and walk over to Isaac.
'Last I checked fugitives aren't allowed here.' I say stepping in front of him with my arms folded over my chest
'Didn't you hear? I'm no longer a fugitive.' Isaac says with a smirk.
'Hm.' I say looking him in the eyes.
'And how did you manage that? By punching the Sheriff in the face?' Isaac chuckles then leans down placing his lips to my ear.
'Let's just say a certain Jackson felt generous.' Isaac leans back smirking.
'Oh...so he's the one you punched in the face.' I say and Isaac chuckles again.
'There was no punching.' He says.
'Hmm are we talking about the same Jackson because-' I nod towards Jackson who's walking down the hallway.
'That Jackass definitely doesn't have a generous cell in his body.' I say and I look back at Isaac who just shrugs smirking.
