Hey everyone. This story is written both by myself and wolfgal97. The chapters will switch between Justin and Aideen. Justin is being written by me and Aideen is written by wolfgal97. We hope you like this and thanks for reading.
The moonlight came through the tops of the trees like small strands, making visibility horrible for the human eye, but I could see everything. A man by the age of twenty three knelt in the mud while a woman stood before man was my father and the woman was a hunter trying to destroy us, the werewolves. "I have told you want you want. My son is not one of us. Take me and be done," my father spoke up.
"Oh please, that would be too easy," she replied. "I want you to run. I can't kill you cold blooded," she smirked; I felt so much hatred like I never had before. "Get up," she barked kicking my dad in the mud. He stayed there, not moving. Though she was giving him a chance to run, he just stayed there. "Fine if you won't get up," she sighed angrily pulling a silver gun out and aiming it at his back. An echoing blast shot through my ears with a blinding flash of light.
"DAD!" I screamed sitting up in my bed. Sweat dripped from my red wet hair and slammed on my chest. I looked at my hands, seeing my claws had been visible. I slowly laid back in bed and started breathing when my door flew open.
"Justin, are you ok?" my mom asked as I rolled onto my face. As I sat up and looked at her, my nails had retracted though my heart rate was still up. She wasn't one of us. My dad married a normal person, but caused me to be this. She walked in and lifted my face and looked in my eyes.
"Justin, calm down, calm down, baby, please," she said soothingly as I looked at her, my heart slowly came back to normal and I could feel my teeth coming back to normal.
"I had…"
"I know," she said softly.
"They're getting worse," I said getting out of bed and opening my dresser.
"By the sound of it, I know," she replied.
"I just wish I could have done something instead of hiding," I barked, slamming my fist on the top of the dresser.
"Stop! You know he wouldn't you to beat yourself over this." She grabbed my hands and looked at me.
"Yeah, ok, hey I um…have to get ready for school," I told her, not wanting to talk about it anymore. I walked in my bathroom and jumped in the shower, nearly slipping. I caught myself and stood under the warm water. I thought about what I probably would be doing in school today and thinking of already skipping, but then if I was caught I was dead. Then I thought about Derek Hale and ever since Scott was bitten, I have gone under the radar. I turned the shower off and grabbed my towel, immediately drying my hair. I was lucky to have short hair that really didn't need much work on it. I just put some moose in and shook my head and it naturally stood in spikes.
After putting my pants on I shaved, brushed my teeth, grabbed my shirt and ran downstairs. "I got to go, I will see you later," I called grabbing my keys and running out to the car. I got in and drove to school, which wasn't that far of a drive. When I pulled up, I saw how the school was packed with people. Before school, everyone just wandered the halls and talked. I locked my doors and I felt someone smack the middle of my back.
"What the hell?" I turned around and found Stiles laughing. I so wanted to punch him right then.
"Not funny dude! I could have ripped your head off if I wanted to."
"No you wouldn't, you're too nice," he laughed as we walked toward the school. "Did you hear that Scott is dating a werewolf hunter's daughter? Irony!"
"Yeah, he told me," I growled, gritting my teeth. I couldn't stand the Argents, well I couldn't say all of them since Allison was too innocent. She knew nothing about her father''s work, so she was the only one I didn't mind. As long as her dad and aunt didn't know about me, the happier I would be. Stiles and I walked into the double doors as the bell rang.
"I'll see you and Scott next period," I sighed as he nodded and walked away. I hated my first period since it was Algebra II. I was never good at math and that is why I would always sit by Lydia. She would help me and was the only reason why I was passing this year. I took my seat in the middle row right next to Lydia and she smiled.
"So Friday's game is going to be the big one?" she asked as I started copying the problem on the board.
"Please, Lydia. It's only the homecoming game. It's not as bad as the state game," I laughed as she looked up.
"Justin, you have got to be kidding me…you don't think homecoming is important?"
"No," I shook my head laughing at her facial expression.
"Well, tell Jack-" she was interrupted by a knock coming from the door. Our principle of Beacon Hills High walked in and looked at each and everyone of us. A girl stood behind him, her frosted blond hair was straight and went down to about her mid back. I made eye contact with her electric blue eyes.
"Students," the principle cleared his throat. "This is Aideen O'Conner, I hope you can all welcome her," he said before leaving. Her name and her were all too familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Miss O'Conner, you can take the empty seat next to Mr. Topain," he said as I waved my hand to her and quickly looked back at my paper and Lydia's.
"Ok, ok. how did you get that?" I asked Lydia pointing to X=3.
"Simple. You were close, but just change the 4 to a 5 and look you got it," she smiled.
"Still having trouble with math?" the girl asked as I turned to her looking at her as if she was being really rude.
"Excuse me?" I asked looking at her. "Aideen, was it?" I asked as she nodded.
"My old best friend has forgotten me?" she asked looking at me with puppy eyes. Was this chick being some kind of freak? "Really Justin?"
"Aideen?" I asked as all these memories started flushing my mind of a little girl getting in a moving van and driving away. "Oh my God," I gasped, looking at her. She was amazingly beautiful now, and I had no words, which was a first for me.
"Mr. Topain, do I need to move you again?" the teacher called as I quickly shook my head.
"Sorry sir."
"Mr. Topain, what did you get for the answer," he sighed as I looked at my paper.
"X=3," I called as he went into complete shock.
"Wait…that's right," he gasped feeling utterly lost. For the next thirty minutes I felt stupid yet again when Lydia and my old friend started calling out the answers. I was once again getting lost in the crowd. The bell rang and I forced my book in my bag.
"So you want to come over tonight for some more tutoring?" Lydia asked as I shook my head.
"Nah, but I'll call you if I need any help," I said as she nodded and walked away. I turned to Aideen and couldn't stop smiling. "Oh my God, I can't believe it's you," I said hugging her as she laughed.
"Well look at you," she replied grabbing my bicep in her hand. I couldn't get over how great she looked. It made me go crazy! "You still have that dumb found look," she laughed as we walked out of the room.
"What do you mean I still have that dumb found look?"
"I mean, when ever I was around, you turned into a bumbling idiot."
"Thanks. So let me guess, you need help finding your way around?" I asked trying to sound as smooth as possible as she laughed.
"Um…good guess," she smiled as I took her schedule.
"Oh, look at that, we have the same class next," I smiled walking up the hall.
"So, you got into Lacrosse?" she asked playing with my lacrosse stick that dangled from my back pack.
"Yeah, my dad was really into it," I sighed as she looked at me.
"I'm really sorry," she said hugging me. She was the only one that knew how he died, but I was always too scared to tell her the full truth. I mean, who wouldn't be?
"Ten years tomorrow," I sighed walking into the History classroom which in fact was my strongest subject. After that, she staid silent and took the seat next to mine, Scott came in and looked at her a little funny and sat behind me while Stiles walked in and stopped next to her.
"Um…you're in my seat," Stiles snapped, looking at Aideen.
"Oh really? I don't see your name on it," she snapped back as I tried not to laugh.
"Really dude?" Stiles asked looking at me.
"Stiles she's new. It's just one day, and I'll help you later," I laughed as he mumbled to himself and took the seat next to Scott just as the bell rang.