Bites,fights and long nights.
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen wolf.
The first thing I thought when I entered beacon hills high school was damn,I am out of my depth. The school was massive and I blended in easily which I like to do. I hate standing out. I bumped into a girl a few years older than had long brown hair that fell in curls around her shoulders and chocolate brown eyes to match.
"Sorry." I apologised as I bent down to pick up my books.
" It's ok. I'm Allison Argent." She introduced herself. We talked as we walked to class and she was really polite. I expected her to be a little bit hesitant (beause we'd only just met)but she dove straight in to the conversation.
"So what grade are you in?" She asked casually.
" I'm supposed to be in 10th grade but I got put forward a year." I answered,cautiously. She stared at me and I laughed at her surprise. I look more like a drop out than a high acheiver. My short blonde hair is spiky and curly at the same time,my blue eyes flash gray and green, a scowl to enter in the olympics and I have an attitude you can bet your money on. I also have the temper to match. At lunch I sat with Allison and two other boys both her age.
"I'm Scott and this is Stiles." The long haired boy announced when I sat down.
"I'm Poppy De Lupo." I introduced myself. Stiles had hair that was just growing out of a buzz cut,a boyish grin and brown eyes. Scott's eyes were the same chocolate brown as Allison's and his brown hair was long. The rest of lunch and school passed pleasantly. But then something happened.
I was in the parking lot unlocking my bike when I heard screaming and whispering. I turned around and Scott was next to Stiles leaning over a teenager. I left my bike and jogged over to them. The other teenager had dark black hair,crystal blue/green eyes and a scowl that was marred by pain. I would have guessed he was 19 at the most.
"Do you need help?" I asked cautiously. All three turned to face me and Scott nodded.
"You could help us get him in the Jeep?" Stiles suggested.I shrugged them helped grab the boy under his arms. Scott grabbed his legs and Stiles mainly commanded us not to ruin his upholstry. Once he was safely inside the Jeep cab Scott got out his phone,started talking and Stiles got in to drive off. As he opened the door I stuck my hand out to keep it open. I could tell something was happening and I didn't want to miss out.
" I'm coming too." I pouted like a toddler. Stiles sighed and looked at Scott. Scott shook his head.
"We have to get Derek out of here before things get worse." He sighed. So the other guy was called Derek.
"If you don't take me I'll follow you on my bike,on busy roads,past road signs,possible murders and lethal drivers." I sighed,theatrically. No-one could resist leading a kid out of danger. Not even another kid.
"She can come but what she sees isn't our fault." Derek spoke surprising us all. I grinned and sat in the back seat of the Jeep. Then I texted my mum quickly.
Be home later. Out with friends. Don't worry.I'll be
We were driving along the road when suddenly Derek took a turn for the worst. He moaned in pain and leaned on the window. Stiles pulled over at Derek's command and stared at him.
"Oh my god,what is that?" Stiles gasped. I leaned over and gasped as well. Derek's arm was red,bleeding and purple lines were tracing over the veins giving the whole thing a totally horror movie look.
"Is that contagious? You know what you should probably get out." Stiles stammered. He had a hand over his breathed in.
" Start the car,now." He looked anoyed.
"Yeah I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look,ok? In fact I think if I wanted to I could proably drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead." Stiles argued. Then he realised what he'd said and that I was sat in the back seat. He looked at me quickly before turning back to Derek. I did too. I was sat in the car with a werewolf? In a way it was cool but mostly I was like "get me out of here! Now!". Derek didn't even flinch.
"Start the I'm gonna rip your throat out. With my teeth." He threatened,somehow managing to stay calm and still sound threatening. My eyes widened and I dropped back into my 's jaw dropped and he started the engine,leaning away from Derek as much as possible. We went to the Vet's. Seriously the vet's! Despite what Scott had said we needed a hospital. I was still shocked at Derek being a werewolf. Derek managed to grin as we helped him through the door and into the examination what I couldn't fathom. The werewolf himself started to root through draws eventually pulling out a mini chainsaw like piece of equipment.
" What's that for?" Stiles asked. Was Stiles a werewolf too? No. Stiles was too friendly. Too human.
" If Scott doen't find that bullet,you're going to have to cut off my arm." Derek explained,tying a tourqinuet around his arm.
" Oh my god." Stiles said for the second time that day "What if you bleed to death?" He had a point. I was sure even a werewolf couldn't live after loosing too much blood.
"I'll heal if it works." He muttered. Stiles shook his head. I was sat on a chair,watching them both. What bullet were they talking about?
" Look I don't know if I can do this. "Stiles complained.
" Why not?" I asked suddenly.
"Because of the cutting through the flesh,the sawing of the especially the blood." He squeaked. Derek and I both stared at him like he had two heads.
"You faint at the sight of blood?" Derek asked,exasparated.
"No but I might at the sight of a chopped of arm!" Panicked Stiles.
" Well how about this?Either you cut off my arm or I cut off your head?"
" Look I'm not buying your threats anymore...Oh my god ok bought,sold totally I'll do it." Stiles had been grabbed by Derek.
" You obviously can't." Derek sighed,heavily and annoyed. Then he turned to me.
" What about you Blondie?" He asked "Or are you like Stilinski over here?" No-one not even a werewolf who slightly scared me challenged me like that. I got up and grabbed the mini-chainsaw,ready to cut off his arm just for that comment.
"Stiles look away." I did so and sat in the chair I'd just vacated. I put the blade against the skin on his arm and couldn't help but note he must work out. A lot.
"Ready?" I asked,gritting my teeth. A 15 year old carrying out a serious operation was crazy but little did I know I'd hear of worse as time went on. Thankfully for everyone in the room Scott ran in that very second with the bullet clutched in his hand.
"Oh thank god." We all sighed.
"Scott you just saved me and Poppy from a life of nightmares."Stiles breathed. Derek reached for the bullet but in his weakened state he dropped it and it rolled and dropped into a floor vent.
"No!" Scott,Stiles and I screamed. Derek collapsed and laid on the floor. While Scott and Stiles tried to recover the lost bullet I occupied myself with waking up Derek.
" Please don't kill me for this." I begged. Then I punched him in the jaw with all my strength. Nothing happened. I pulled his hair,smacked him and tugged on his arms. Nothing happened except he shifted slightly.
" How do I wake him up?" I whined. Neither of the older two boys looked up at me or even tried to help me. I sighed helplessly then got up and went over to the sink. I filled a beaker of water then tipped it on Derek's face. Even that didn't wake him up. By now Scott had dug the bullet out. How I didn't want to know. But mr Tough ass werewolf still wouldn't wake up. Stiles and Scott were helping me now. Then I got an idea. Werewolves have sensetive hearing,right? I had a dog whistle from my dog Ozzy in my pocket. I got it out then I leaned down and blew it right in Derek's ear. Scott cringed and I frowned at (Derek) jolted awake and sat up. His eyes were a crystal blue even more so than before and fangs ,not teeth, fangs portruded from his lips. He snarled and lunged for the bullet,grasping it in his hand. Then he opened it,tipped the dust from inside it,set fire to it then clasped the ashes over the wound on his arm. He yelped in pain and almost collapsed agin but Scott held him up.
On the way back to Stiles's jeep I caught Derek by the arm. He snarled and I let go after digging my nails in slightly. He frowned then sat down in the passengar management needed,majorly. Now he was better he seemed even more scary and mysterious than before.I sat in the back next to Scott who was texting Allison and Stiles drove.
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked a few minutes later. Everyone turned to look at me.
"Act as if everything is normal,Poppy." Scott sighed.
"Don't tell anyone." Stiles said.
" Keep out of the woods and I'll get back to you tomorrow." Derek smirked. I shook my head and smacked the back of his head. Stiles pulled the jeep over and Derek turned around in his chair.
"Uh-oh." Scott and Stiles echoed. I glared at them then turned back to Derek. He was staring at me. Well glaring actually. In all my life I'd suffered more that people would ever guess and knew from experience that if I didn't back down soon then I would be likely to get a black eye or a busted lip. But I held my ground and scowled at him. He scowled back. Then suddenly he did something none of us expected. He started laughing.
" Keep driving Stiles. I don't want to have a werewolf vs teenage girl fight near the main road even if it is getting dark." Scott told his friend. I was dropped off a little bit further down from my street and started to walk up. Something ruslted in the trees and I jumped.
"Derek that isn't funny." I hissed,guesing it was the older werewolf. But it wasn't. I wish it was. Red eyes gleamed at me from the dark and I ran. Stupidly I ran for the cover of the trees. I thought I was safe. But my phone rang! The song Take it off by Ke$ha echoed off the trees and alerted the thing to my location.
"I'm so gonna get you Helena!" I whispered. My friend Helena had obviouly put my ring tone on that before I left for Beacon hills. A howl bounced off the trees and suddenly the thing was in front of me. It's fur was wild,the red gleaming eyes searching and the giant body poised to attack. Then it seemed to be grinning ! I shivered not from cold but fear and backed up until my back bumped into a tree. Crap. The pain hit me a second before the floor did. The beast had bitten me! It was so childish! Then I remembered that Derek was a werewolf. Was that a werewolf too?I watched the thing bound off and pulled myself to my feet. Everything hurt and I stumbled. I kept walking until finally coming to an old half burnt down house. I didn't care who lived there. I was about to collapse.I got to the fornt door before pounding on it. Then I heard the rustling of leaves and was scared that thing giant werewolf/dog beast creature was coming back for me.
" Help me! Let me in! I'm not joking ,please I need help. This thing's after me! It's giant and I think it bit me!"I shouted,pounding and banging as much as I could with one hand. The other was clutching my bleeding was pouring and I coughed quietly. Seconds before I was ready to give up hope the door opened to reveal Derek Hale (I learnt his last name as we drove back from the vet's.).
"What are you doing here?I told you to stay out of the woods!" He yelled. I moaned and he noticed my wounded state. I hate admitting I need help but just this once I really did need it.
"Get inside quick." He whispered,pulling me in.
"You look like hell." He smiled a little while later. He'd bandaged my shoulder and given me some hot chocolate to drink. I nodded and touched the bandage carefully. Then suddenly the world tipped and the last thing I remember was Derek diving to catch me then nothing.
to leave it on a bit of a cliff hanger but I'm tired. I'll probably update tomorrow. So what do you think? Like it,love it,hate it? Review and rate if you want lol. Next chapter will probably be up tomorrow.
Danni. :)