Zoe McCall, an 18 year old from Beacon Hills. When she graduated from Beacon Hills High School she went to live with her dad in San Francisco, but the guilt of leaving her baby brother and her mother behind is too much to handle.
When Zoe gets a ph...
I parked my new BMW X6, which was a gift from my father when he tried to get me to stay with him, in front of Beacon Hills High School to see my little brother and Stiles who is not my brother but after knowing him for his entire life, I am pretty sure he is my brother.
As I walk in the school hallways so many memories come to my mind, I mean it's only been a year since I was a student here, I miss high school life was so much easier. I was late when I parked the car in the parking lot, some people were leaving, there was a lacrosse game tonight, Stiles took my ear off about it. I walked towards the locker room first to see if the boys were in there, as I neared the locker rooms I could hear talking.
"She is gorgeous," a voice said.
"Shut up" I heard two different voices say at the same time and I am pretty sure one of them was Scott.
I leaned against the wall watching for a few seconds, and I decided to make myself known.
"Well, isn't this a sight for sore eyes!" I say and in a flash four pairs of eyes snap to me. I see my brother, a cute blond guy beside him and to men in front of the boys.
"Zoe?" Scott said surprised to see me.
"Surprise, I guess?" I said a little bit weirded out from all the attention I was getting right now.
"What are you doing here?" Scott asked me.
"Stiles called me a couple days ago, filled me in on what's going on. I got a little tied up with dad or else I would have been here sooner" I answered " I can't believe you are a werewolf" I continued.
"Uhmm, who is she?" the cute blond asked.
"Zoe, my sister," Scott said.
"Another McCall? Great," the tall moody man said sarcastically.
"Tone down the sarcasm Cranky Pants" I bit back at him.
I glared at the man as I walked around him towards my brother. I am not going to lie, he is kind of hot.
"I am going to guess you are Derek and you are Isaac," they both look at me weird, "as I said Stiles filled me in".
"Hi," Isaac said awkwardly.
"Hi," I said sweetly to him, "so, who is the Cranky pants." I pointed towards him as he glared at me and I sarcastically smiled back at him.
"That's Peter, Derek's uncle. Little while back he tried to kill us all, and then we set him on fire and Derek slashed his throat out." Scott explained.
"Hi." Peter waved with a small awkward smile.
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"That's good to know," Isaac replied.
I was too shocked to say anything, I mean yeah Stiles filled me in but only informed me about my brother being a werewolf, the kanima, and Derek's pack. That is just too much to handle. I mean my brother took part in the murder of someone, werewolf or not, psycho or not, that is still a life. Not to mention the supposed murdered victim is alive, breathing, and standing right in front of me.
