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Songs for Chapter
"Dreams"- Fleetwood Mac (Sophie in her room)
"Teenage Crime"- Adrian Lux (Sophie running)
"San Francisco"- The Mowglis
"City Girl"- CSS (Sophie at Party)
"The High Road"- Broken Bells (Sophie/Derek in car)
"Blackened Blue Eyes"- The Charlatans UK (Sophie/Her Parents& Sophie/Stiles in her room)
The faint sound of Fleetwood Mac's "Dreams" played from the stereo system. Sophie Middleton took a deep breath and stretched out her left arm as she read her English book. It was the night before school started again. Her parents had been on her earlier for not being excited about her senior year, but she had no interest in looking forward to anything that came along with her last year of high school.
Get in. Get out. That was Sophie's philosophy for the last few months of school. All she wanted to do was graduate from high school and go somewhere. It didn't matter where. Right now she was thinking overseas. Some place where she didn't have to be constantly reminded of her past or even what she was.
The dark haired teen was a senior in high school. Most seniors her age were dreading leaving their friends, yet excited about the possibility of the future, not Sophie. Sophie just wanted to be done with high school. She had one plan and she was sticking to it. She wasn't like anyone else, but there were reasons for that. Her family had moved to Beacon Hills from Salem, Massachusetts at the end of junior year. It seemed completely normal, but nothing was normal especially when your entire family was witches. The adjustment was hard for everyone, but the move was necessary for reasons that Sophie tried to keep out of her mind as much as she could.
The faint sound of tapping on her bedroom door snapped her out of her thoughts while she read. "Come in" she called out keeping her brown eyes on her book.
"Hey sweetie" her father, Freddie said walking into her room.
"Hey dad what's up?" Sophie looked up from her book and over at her father.
"I've got a call from the cops. Sheriff needs me for something" he replied instantly.
"Ooh so the detective has been put on a case finally" Sophie smirked.
"Don't be a smartass" Freddie raised an eyebrow at her.
"Can't help it, I get it from my parents" she smiled widely at him. "So what's the case this time? Someone lose a cat again?"
"Actually there's been a report of a dead body" her father looked at her. "But I didn't say that. Don't go out tonight."
"Hadn't planned to" Sophie gave her father a look. "Just be careful okay?"
"Always am" Freddie smiled at her. "More protected than what the cops are thanks to…."
"Dad please don't use the "M" word" Sophie groaned. Ever since they had moved to Beacon Hills, the family had toned down on the use of magic, but there were reasons for that. They didn't need the extra attention. Attention that may cause certain people to come to town.
"Just stay indoors tonight and tell that sophomore to go home if he shows up. His dad says he has a habit of listening to the police scanner" Freddie said before turning to leave. "See you in the morning Soph."
"Night" Sophie called out before turning back to her book. She went back to reading and it wasn't even five minutes after her father left when she heard a tap on her glass door. Looking up she rolled her eyes at the person who was on the other side.
Stiles Stilinski, the son of the Sheriff and technically her dad's boss. Stiles was one of the first people she met in town when they moved here. Her mother invited them both over to dinner and her father let it slip that she had yet to make any new friends in school. As a result, Stiles made it a point to invite her to hang out with him and his best friend Scott. She wasn't sure if he actually wanted to or his dad put him up to it. The teen was nice, but he had a knack for trouble. She got up off her chair and walked over to the door and opened it.
"No" Sophie stated before closing the door not even bothering to know what he wanted even though she knew he had some plan probably to go out hunting for a certain body. The teen pushed against it and stumbled into the room as a result.
"Come on! Grab your coat Sophie" Stiles said excitedly. "It's going to be a good night."
"Not interested Stilinski" Sophie said sitting back down at her desk.
"Come on, it'll be fun. Find a dead body. Have a great story. You got to make your senior year memorable apart from hanging out with a bunch of sophomores."
"Most of the time I have no choice in the matter. You're the one who always calls me or comes over" Sophie looked at him in disbelief.
"Well maybe you just keep drawing me back in with that look on your face" Stiles smirked. "Come out with us. You're just reading."
"Yeah for homework. For school. Which we have tomorrow. My senior year" Sophie shot back.
"Don't remind me you're graduating in a few months" he pouted.
"I'll keep in touch if you're good" Sophie said setting her book on her desk. "Now if you haven't noticed there's no convincing me to go out, so if you could show yourself out."
"I know when I'm not wanted" Stiles said holding his hands up and walking towards her balcony. The teen turned and walked over to the railing.
"Stiles just be careful" Sophie suddenly spoke up. "Don't get yourself arrested or killed."
"I knew you cared!" Stiles grinned throwing his legs over the railing and disappearing out of sight.
Sophie shook her head slightly and picked up her book and went back to reading. She heard a small knock on her door and looked over towards it. "Come in" she called out. The door opened and a woman with long blonde hair wearing a black dress walked into her room.
"Hi mom" Sophie smiled slightly. "Is dad back already?"
"Oh heavens no" Carolyn Middleton shook her head. "I just thought I heard Stiles Stilinski's voice."
"Oh he was here" Sophie rolled her eyes looking back at her book.
"Hey keep your thoughts clean!" her mother playfully glared. The brunette looked over at her mother. She was reading her thoughts. Her mother, the telepath, among other thigns.
"Stay out of my head. You promised" Sophie raised an eyebrow.
"I know, I'm sorry" Carolyn sighed. "You know it's hard sometimes, besides you should be happy someone has taken an interest in you. You can't keep yourself away from people."
"Mom I'm graduating in the spring and then God knows where I'll end up, better not to get attached to anyone" Sophie shrugged slightly.
Carolyn looked at her daughter and sat down in the chair beside her. "There's more to this isn't it? Sweetheart, not everyone in your life is going to die. You're still here, I'm still here. You're dad is still here. Not everyone is going to end up like your brother. Losing a sibling is hard, especially a twin….."
"Can we just not talk about this?" Sophie looked up at her mom. "I have a couple of more chapters I need to read before tomorrow."
Carolyn nodded sadly at her daughter and got up out of the chair. She walked over back to the door and turned to her. "I miss Sam too sweetie. It's okay to talk about him." Sophie just stared at her mother and it her lip before she disappeared down the hall. The teen took a deep breath, got up, and walked back over to her balcony door. Beginning to close it, she stopped when she heard something. It was faint, but she could hear it. The howling of a wolf.
Sophie slammed the door of her car shut at school the next day. She mentally yelled at herself for not going to bed sooner, but she couldn't. Something was feeling off to her, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly. She looked up and saw Stiles running towards her, clearly excited about something.
"You missed a fun night last night Sophie" the teen grinned widely.
"I highly doubt it" the brunette rolled her eyes putting her backpack on her shoulder. "My dad said they found you wandering around the woods. Where was Scott?"
"Oh he was hiding" Stiles replied. "Apparently he got bit by something. You should have come."
"Don't you have friends your own age to bother?" she turned looking at him.
"Well Scott's not here yet and you are. Besides don't you prefer being around people instead of the loner you were when you moved here?" Stiles quipped in response.
"I was just fine" Sophie shot back. "You know my plan…."
"Yeah, get out of high school, get out of town. I've heard it a million times. You just moved here a few months ago and you're already ready to get rid of us" Stiles huffed pouting. "And here I thought we were friends."
Sophie sighed and looked at the teen's sad face. She knew that he liked her and that telling him the truth would have made things easier, but it was easier for him to be in the dark. Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. "I'm sorry. I suppose I should be making the most of the time I have left here."
"That's the spirit" Stiles said putting his arm around her. The teen looked over and spotted Scott walking towards the building. The teen walked over to the pair.
"So, let's see this" Stiles smiled. Scott rolled his eyes and pulled up his shirt. He had put gauze and tape on the bite to help protect it.
Sophie bit her lips slightly at the sign of the gaze. "What do you think did it?"
"It was too dark to see very much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf" Scott said as he pulled his shirt down.
"A wolf bit you? No, not a chance" Stiles shook his head.
"I heard a wolf howling" Scott told him.
"No you didn't!" Stiles shot back.
"What do you mean I didn't, how do you know what I heard?" Scott glared.
"Because California hasn't had wolves for like sixty years" Stiles rolled his eyes.
"Really?" Scott asked looking between both Sophie and Scott.
"Yes, really. Look, there's no wolves in California" Stiles protested. "Tell him Sophie."
However, Sophie didn't hear Stiles call her name. The teen just stared off and thought about what Scott had said. Could a wolf have really bitten him? And if it was a wolf? Was it a normal one or worse? There was only one thing that could have bitten him if it wasn't a real wolf. She didn't want to believe there was even a chance of it.
"Yo Soph!" Stiles said snapping his fingers in his face causing her to jump. "You still with us?"
"Yeah sorry, just zone out for a minute" she breathed. "Maybe Stiles is right, maybe it wasn't a wolf" she sighed.
"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not going believe when I tell you I found the body" Scott told the two of them.
"Wait what?" Sophie looked at him in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?" Stiles's jaw dropped.
"I wish. I'm going to have nightmares for a month!" Scott smirked.
"That is freaking awesome!" Stiles exclaimed. "I mean, seriously, it's the best thing that ever happened in this town, since... the birth of Lydia Martin." A red headed teen walked completely past him without a second glance. "Hey, Lydia! You look... like you're going to ignore me!" Stiles sighed and looked at Scott.
"You're the cause of this, you know?" Stiles groaned.
"Uh huh…" Scott smirked.
"Dragging me down your nerd depth! I'm a nerd by association" Stiles complained.
"Now you know how I feel" Sophie rolled her eyes. "A senior hanging out with sophomores."
Sophie dreaded English. She liked the subject, but just the fact that she had to take sophomore English because her school in Salem didn't offer the course she was required to take in order to graduate in the spring from Beacon Hills. Thus she was stuck in sophomore English. She sat down in her seat near both Scott and Stiles and pulled out her phone. The things that Scott had told her earlier would be something her dad would want to know about.
Scott was out in the woods last night. Got bit by a wolf maybe? Any signs of a you know what last night?
She stared at the message debating whether or not to hit the send button. She just shook her head and put her phone back into her pocket. She was being way too paranoid.
"As you all know, there was a body found in the woods last night" the teacher spoke writing on the chalkboard. Scott looked at Stiles who smiled at him happily. "And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios for what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect."
Scott looked back over at Stiles, who shrugged indicating he didn't know anything about a suspect. He looked over at Sophie looking for an answer and she just shrugged. She glanced down at her phone and saw her dad had yet to text her back.
"Which means, you can give your all attention to the syllabus on your desk" the teacher finished. The class groaned loudly and as they did Scott heard a phone go off. Looking around he noticed no one was pulling out a phone. Sophie and Stiles both were caught up in reading the syllabus that was being passed around. Where was it coming from then? He realized he was the only one who heard it. Looking around once more, he spotted a girl outside with her phone.
"Mom, three calls for my first day is a little over-doing... Everything except a pen, oh my god actually forgot a pen ! Okay okay, I got to go, love you..." the girl said before hanging up. Scott watched her walk over to meet the principal and the pair then walked into the building. Scott heard every word of their conversation until there was a knock at the door. Moments later the door opened and the principal and the girl walked in.
"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do the best to make her feel welcome" the principal said. Sophie's head shot up and looked at the girl. Argent. She blinked a few times. This was not good. This was not good at all. She knew what someone having the last name Argent meant. Allison smiled and took a sit right behind Scott. He turned around smiling and handed her a pen.
"Thanks" Allison said confused, but smiled. Sophie looked at Scott strangely having watched the whole scene. What was going on with him.
Sophie sat in the stands on the lacrosse field to watch Stiles and Scott practice. She had promised Stiles a few weeks before that she'd be at their tryouts to cheer them on. She was there, but she found herself occupied with her American history homework instead of just watching.
"Is anyone sitting here?" she heard a voice ask. She looked up and saw Allison Argent and Lydia Martin standing beside her.
"All yours" Sophie smiled slightly.
"You're in my English class aren't you?" Allison looked over at her.
"Yeah I'm Sophie" Sophie nodded in response.
"I'm Allison" the teen replied smiling.
"Sophie tell me what's it like to be a senior in a sophomore English class?" Lydia smirked at her. "Was English really that hard and different for you in Salem?"
"Lydia last time I checked I still have the higher GPA" Sophie smirked. "You tell me?"
"You're a senior?" Allison looked at her curiously.
"Yeah my high school in Salem had different graduation requirements than here and not everything transferred so I'm stuck in sophomore English" Sophie replied.
"Who is that?" she heard Allison asked. Sophie looked up and saw her looking at Scott.
"Him? I'm not sure who he is. Why?" Lydia asked frowning slightly.
"He's in my English class" Allison smiled slightly.
"Scott McCall" Sophie spoke up only to have the two girls look at her. "That's his name." She went back to looking at her homework and then back up in time to see Scott get hit in the face with a lacrosse ball. The team including the coach laughed at him while Stiles sighed. He looked over at Sophie and she just frowned and motioned at Scott. Stiles just shrugged and shook his head. She closed her history book and watched practice.
Scott stood in the middle of the goal as a ball came towards him. He caught it perfectly. As the next one and the next one. The students in the stand cheered loudly for him. Sophie got up and walked down to Stiles.
"What the hell has gotten into him?" she looked at him.
"I have no idea, but it's awesome" Stiles beamed. "Thanks for being here for me today."
Sophie looked down at Stiles and patted a hand on his shoulder. "No problem buddy."
"He seems like he's pretty good" she heard Allison suddenly spoke.
"Oh, very good" Lydia agreed with her friend.
Sophie continued to watch Scott closely. Something was different about him, she'd seen this happen before. She was no longer paranoid. She was now terrified.
Later after school Scott, Sophie, and Stiles walked through the wood looking for Scott's inhaler that he had dropped the previous night. Sophie kept looking around the woods, frowning slightly. To be honest, she wasn't sure if they were completely alone. Scott had kept going on about the strange things that had happened at the lacrosse game. Sophie had to admit, it was strange, but she didn't know what it was.
Scott kept going on about how something was wrong with him. "I don't know what it was ! It was like... I had all the time in the world to catch the ball! And that's not the only weird thing. I hear staffs I shouldn't be able to hear, I smell things..." he exclaimed.
"You smell things? Like what?" Stiles asked.
"Like the mint mojito gum in your pocket" Scott looked back at his friend.
"That's oddly specific" Sophie said crossing her arms.
Stiles put his hand in his pocket shaking his head. "I don't have any mint gum in my..." he stopped when he pulled out a small piece of gum in his pocket and looked at Scott. "So, all of that started with the bite."
"What if it's like an infection? Like... my body is full of adrenaline before a shock or something?" Scott suggested.
"I think if that was the case you'd be dead by now" Sophie retorted.
"You know what, I actually think I heard it... It's a specific kind of infection" Stiles smirked.
"You're serious?" Scott asked.
"Yeah. I think it's called lycanthropy" Stiles smiled.
"What is that? Is that bad?" Scott asked wide- eyed.
"Oh, yeah, it's the worst! But only once a month" Stiles replied.
"Once a month?" Scott exclaimed.
"Mhmm. On the night of the full moon" Stiles smiled before howling like a wolf. Scott rolled his eyes and hit him.
"You're the one who heard a wolf!" Stiles laughed.
"It's not funny, there's seriously something wrong with me!" Scott complained.
"I know! You're a werewolf!" Stiles smirked receiving a glare from Sophie. "Okay, obviously I'm kidding. But if you see me trying to melt all the silver I can find it's because Friday is this full moon."
"And I will be sure to keep my doors locked from crazy people like you" Sophie said looking around. "Are we almost done here? I have homework to do like a normal person."
Scott got down on the on the ground, searching frantically for his inhaler. "I could have sworn it was there. I saw the body, the stags running... I dropped my inhaler."
"Maybe the killer moved the body?" Stiles suggested.
"If he did it I hope he didn't take my inhaler, this thing costs like eighty bucks" Scott said as he searched the ground some more.
"Well maybe you need to take care of your things…." Sophie stopped looking around and frowned. A few feet away from the group was someone walking towards them. Stiles looked in the direction Sophie was. He hit Scott on the shoulder and motioned to the man. Scott stood up quickly.
"What are you doing here? Huh? This is private propriety!" the man growled. Sophie looked at him closely. He was tall with black hair, green eyes, definitely the brooding type she could tell.
"Hmm... Sorry, man, we didn't know" Stiles began.
"Yeah we were just... looking for something... Hmm, forget it..." Scott stuttered. The man looked at Scott and then at Sophie closely and then threw the inhaler to him before walking away. Scott and Stiles looked at each other in confusion.
"Okay, I have to go to work" Scott suddenly spoke.
"Dude, that was Derek Hale! You remember, right? He's just a few years older than us" Stiles exclaimed.
"Remember what" Scott frowned.
"Enlighten the person who just moved here a few months ago please" Sophie grabbed Stiles shoulder and glared at him.
"His family. They all burned in a fire like ten years ago" Stiles explained quickly.
Sophie let go of the teen. It must have not been easy for him losing family. She knew the feeling. She looked back in the direction of where Derek was. There was nothing there, but for some reason, she felt like they still weren't alone. If his family was dead then why was he back? There was something off about him, she just knew it.
"What is he doing back?" Scott asked looking at his friends.
"Don't know" Stiles replied shrugging.
Sophie ran through the woods, jogging. It was always her escape from reality. Just her earbuds in her ears and the wind hitting her body. Her mind kept going back to Scott. Something was happening to her and deep down she knew what was happening, she just wasn't ready to accept the reality of it yet. She knew Stiles was joking about the werewolf thing, but it was anything but a joke to her. If Scott was bit by a werewolf, then that would mean her secret would come out. They'd know she was a witch. They'd find out the truth about why she moved here. She stopped jogging to catch her breath and stretched out her arms. She felt more at ease after running, but she knew her thoughts were have a different idea in the next hour or so. She pulled out her iPod and changed the song before running off again, not even noticing a pair of electric blue eyes staring at her from the distance.
"Hey, anything interesting happen at school today?" Carolyn asked as Sophie walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water in the fridge.
"There's a girl in my English class. Her last name is Argent" Sophie looked over at her mother before taking a sip of water.
Carolyn stopped messing with the papers she was going through and looked over at her daughter. "Are you sure her last name is Argent?"
"Mom I don't think I would mishear someone's last name when it's Argent" Sophie looked at her mother in disbelief.
Carolyn licked her lips and took a deep breath. "Keep a low profile around her okay? Just in case."
"Easy I do that on a regular basis" Sophie said looking at her mother and walking backwards towards the living room. "Should I tell dad?"
"No I will" Carolyn replied. "You have plans for this weekend?"
"I'm getting dragged to Lydia Martin's party. Technically yes, but since I'm being forced against my will, they aren't my plans" Sophie called out walking into the living room.
"You know you should really be a teenager for one weekend. Get into trouble let me ground you! Meet a boy!" Carolyn shot back while laughing.
She felt out of place. That was all she felt right now. Stile had run off somewhere and Scott was off with Allison. Sophie didn't mind being alone, she actually preferred it, but she felt as though she was sticking out like a sore thumb. Sure there were other seniors at the party, but she hadn't mingled with many of the people in her class. She didn't want to get attached. Sighing she put her red solo cup on a nearby table and walked towards the exit. She was bored and just wanted to go home. Pulling out her phone she dialed Stiles number to let him know she was leaving. It went straight to voicemail.
"Stiles I don't know where you are, but I'm just going to walk home, so don't freak out if you can't find me later on" Sophie said as she walked away from the Martin house.
"Need a ride?" she heard a voice say. She quickly turned around and came face to face with Derek Hale.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Sophie frowned at him. "Aren't you a little old for high school parties?"
"Aren't you a little old to be at a sophomore party?" Derek smirked back at her. "You're a senior right?"
"Well someone has to be the responsible adult" she rolled her eyes.
"And yet you're leaving. Come on let me drive you home" Derek smiled at her.
"No thanks" she shook her head in response, turning from him.
"You're really going to walk alone in the dark?" Derek called out causing her to stop.
"Better than the alternative of getting into a car with a complete stranger" Sophie turned and looked at him. "For all I know you could be a serial killer."
"I can assure you I'm not a serial killer" Derek laughed slightly.
"So does the whole batting your eyelashes to get a girl to get in your car with you usually work or is this a work in progress thing cause you're not doing well right now" Sophie raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm just trying to be nice" Derek smirked slightly. "It's a long walk and it's cold."
"I think I'll take my chances with the cold" the brunette glared at him.
"Has anyone told you how infuriating you are?" he huffed.
"Daily. Keeps me going" she smirked. Before Derek could respond, Sophie noticed him looking at something behind her. Turning around she saw Allison walking towards her, clearly upset.
"Hey Sophie have you seen Scott?" she asked her. "He just disappeared out of nowhere." Sophie was about to respond to her before Derek spoke.
"Allison" she heard a voice say. She turned and looked at Derek, frowning in confusion. "I'm a friend of Scott's. My name's Derek. Scott wanted me to tell you he's sorry, but he had an emergency and had to leave. I'm taking Sophie home and I can drive you home too if you'd like."
Sophie crossed her arms and glared at Derek. She was stuck. There was no way in hell she was going to leave Allison alone with this guy. She was going with her gut, something was off about him.
"You know him?" Allison looked over at her timidly.
"Yeah, Derek's an old friend of Scott's" Sophie smirked over at him. "We'll get you home."
The ride to Allison's was completely silent, even when the teen was dropped off. Allison said goodbye to Sophie and thank you to Derek. He smiled and nodded to her before speeding off. Sophie looked over at him curiously. There was something off about him and she could just feel it by looking at him.
"Didn't your parents teach you that it's impolite to stare" he suddenly snapped.
"They also taught me to not get into cars with complete strangers so clearly it didn't sink in that much" she shot back. "Who are you anyway?"
"I could ask you the same question" Derek said looking over at her blankly.
Sophie sat back in her seat, still continuing to look at him. "Sophie."
"I know who you are" Derek growled slightly.
"And I know who you are too Derek Hale from New York" she smirked slightly. He looked over at her frowning slightly. Sophie smiled and held up a wallet in her hand. "For someone who seems to keep their guard up, you really don't when you have your mind set on something." She put the wallet in the cup hold and got more comfortable in her seat.
"Why do I get the feeling you know something about what's happening to Scott?" she looked straight ahead. "That you have something to do with it. That's why you were at the party tonight weren't you?"
"I think you should stay away from Scott, but for some reason I know you won't. I get the feeling you know more than what you're letting on am I right?" Derek looked over at her and raised an eyebrow.
"You know nothing about me" Sophie shot back angrily.
"I know you're hiding something. From Scott. From the sheriff's kid" he replied. "You're not as good a liar as what you think you are."
Sophie swallowed the lump in her throat. She suddenly felt afraid of him. She looked down and played with her gold bracelet. A simple gold chain with a single moon and star on it. A birthday present from Sam for her sixteenth birthday.
"Run out of snarky comments?" Derek suddenly spoke snapping her out of her thoughts.
"My parents taught me that if I didn't have anything nice to say don't say anything" she looked over and smirked at him. "So are you going to explain why you're basically stalking a bunch of teenagers?"
Derek let out a huff and shook his head as he pulled up into her driveway. He turned off the car and immediately Sophie went to flip the car lock off when Derek grabbed her arm.
Sophie gasped as her vision went blurry. She saw a full moon and heard howling as well as flashes of claws and the woods. It wasn't completely clear, but it was enough.
Coming out of the vision, she jumped slightly causing Derek to frown at her in confusion. Sophie tensed up even more than what she already was. She knew exactly what Derek Hale was. He was a werewolf. She was in the car with a werewolf.
"Um thanks for the ride" she said pulling herself out of his grip as he looked at her curiously. She grabbed her jacket and quickly got out of the car.
"Nice tattoo" Derek called out before she shut the door. Sophie turned around and frowned at him.
"The moon cycle you have on your back. It's different. You have a thing about moons?" he smirked slightly. Sophie just stared at him silently before slamming the door and quickly running towards her house.
Sophie ran into her house, slammed the door and locked it. In the living room, her parents sat watching one of their favorite games shows.
"It's not even eleven" her dad looked at his watch. "You're home way too early for my liking. Please tell me you at least did something fun?" Sophie just stood at her parents silently.
"Sweetheart what's wrong?" Carolyn asked standing up and walking over towards her daughter. "Your thoughts are all over the place."
"There are werewolves in Beacon Hills aren't there?" she looked between her parents.
Freddie stood up and walked over to his daughter. "I was going to tell you. The part of the body we found. There's no way a human could have done that. The cops think it was an animal, but all the signs point to werewolf."
Sophie felt the tears coming to her eyes as she breathed heavily. Carolyn put her arms around her daughter and hugged her tightly. "It'll be okay sweetheart. They won't bother us. We're done with the life we had in Salem."
"They already have started bothering me" Sophie said quietly pulling away from her mother. "I got dropped off by someone. Derek Hale. He touched me and I had a vision. He's a werewolf."
Carolyn looked over at her husband. Freddie just shook his head and looked at Sophie. "Not all werewolves kill people. What happened with Sam, it doesn't always happen" he told her.
"And that's still suppose to make me feel better? Sam is dead because of a werewolf. The things we were protecting" Sophie cried out. "You told me when we moved here, it would be normal. That we wouldn't have to deal with this crap again! With that the dark haired witch turned and ran up the stairs to her room. She shut and locked her door, breathing heavily. A few stray tears ran down her cheeks. She hated werewolves. She hated them all. She wiped her tears and took a deep breath in time to see Stiles climbing over her balcony and opened the door to her room.
"Oh my god!" Stiles exclaimed running over to her and hugging her tightly. "You're alive. Derek Hale didn't get to you either. Thank God. Sophie I was right. Scott is turning into a werewolf and Derek Hale is one of them. There are actually werewolves in this town" he said quickly. Sophie looked down at the floor avoiding the teen's gaze.
"What's that look?" Stiles asked looking at her. "Why do you not look surprised? Why are you not freaking out? Oh my god….I thought I was joking, but I was right. How the hell did you know, why didn't you say anything?" he exclaimed.
Sophie took a deep breath and looked at the teen. "Stiles there's something you need to know. I haven't been completely honest with you about something." She held up her hand and snapped her finger. All the candles in her room suddenly lit by themselves.
Stiles looked wide-eyed around the room and ran his hands through his hair. "Oh my god. You….you're….you're…a…."
"Witch" she finished for him. "We'll deal with the explanation and you can yell at me later. Stiles's where's Scott?"
"I don't know. He got away from the party" the teen shrugged.
Sophie grabbed her coat from her bed and put it on. "We need to find him and fast."
Stiles and Sophie drove down the road looking for Scott. They had been searching hours for the teen when he had finally gotten in contact with the two of them. Stiles had been asking questions nonstop about Sophie, her family, and of course her powers.
"So like what can you do exactly?" Stiles asked looking at her.
"I have healing abilities, premonitions, telekinesis, and I'm good with fire as you saw" Sophie sighed rubbing her forehead.
"So if you're from Salem, were you ancestors part of the Salem witch trails?" the teen continued.
"They were there, but they were tried at all" she replied. "Most of the people tried weren't witches."
"Really?" Stiles asked wide-eyed. "So why did you guys leave?"
Sophie sat back in her seat. She wasn't ready to talk about her brother or the fact that she was uncomfortable with the werewolf matter as a whole. "It's complicated. Can we just leave it at that for now please?"
"I can't believe this. My two best friends are a werewolf and a witch. This is going to be the best year ever!" Stiles yelled happily.
"How are you so calm about this?" Sophie frowned at him slightly.
"Because it's awesome duh!" Stiles rolled his eyes. "Scott's a werewolf."
"Werewolves are dangerous" she replied looking out the window. She moved to play with her bracelet and her heart stopped. Looking down at her wrist, it was bare. Her bracelet was gone. She looked over at Stiles who was concentrating on driving and tried to remain calm. She'd find it. It was probably in her room. She hoped so at least. She looked up and up ahead she saw a shirtless Scott walking down the side of the road.
Stiles stopped the jeep and Scott got in and Sophie handed him a shirt. "What happened?" she asked.
"Um no, Sophie don't you have something you need to tell Scott?" Stiles asked eyeing her.
Sophie glared at him as Scott looked at her in confusion. She took a deep breath and looked at the other teen. "Scott I have a confession to make. I knew that you were bit by a werewolf. I've known that werewolves exist."
"Wait you knew and you didn't tell me?" Scott exclaimed angrily. "How?"
"She's a witch Scotty" Stiles smirked over at his friend only to receive a glare from Sophie. Scott looked at her in disbelief. He didn't believe her. She waved her hand and the radio switched on and began to play music.
"Believe me now?" Sophie looked at him. Scott nodded slowly at her, unsure of how to respond.
"What happened?" she repeated.
"Derek was there. He's a werewolf too" Scott began. "There were other people there too. Derek called them hunters."
"Shit" Sophie breathed running her hands through her hair.
"Are hunters bad?" Stiles asked frowning at her.
"They hunt any supernatural creature they see fit. They'll go after Scott and if they find out about me and my family they'll come after us" Sophie explained. The care fell into silence. No one really knew what to say.
"You know what actually worries me the most?" Scott suddenly spoke after a few minutes of silence.
"If you say Allison, I'm going to punch you in the head" Stiles groaned.
"She probably hates me now" Scott sighed to his friends.
"Don't be so dramatic" Sophie rolled her eyes.
"Ugh. I doubt that. But you might want to come up with a pretty amazing apology. Or, you know, you could just….tell her the truth and revel in the awesomeness of the fact that you're a freaking werewolf" Stiles said happily looking over at Sophie and Scott. The pair looked at him in disbelief. "Okay, bad idea. Hey, we'll get through this. Come on, if I have to, Sophie and I'll chain you up myself on full moon nights and feed you live mice. I had a boa once. I could do it." Scott looked at his friend and just laughed in response.
"What happened to the boa?" Sophie looked over at Stiles.
"It may have died due to malnutrition" he shrugged slightly.
Sophie sat with Scott outside of the school after class. The teen was fidgety waiting for Allison. She wasn't exactly thrilled that she was having to babysit the werewolf, but she was forced into it. She was trying not to seem like she didn't want to be around Scott, but she'd be lying if she didn't feel uncomfortable. She knew it wasn't his fault what had happened, but it didn't change what he was or how she felt about werewolves.
"Relax Scott" Sophie said not looking up from her homework. "You're aura is like twelve different colors right now and it's giving me whiplash."
"What if she won't talk to me?" he looked at her.
Sophie shut her book and looked up at Scott. "Then she's an idiot. She'd be missing out on a great guy" she smiled slightly. Scott nodded in response smiling at Sophie. He was glad she was here with him. He looked around and saw Allison walked out of the school.
"So what happened? You left me stranded at the party" she said walking past him and Scott quickly got up and followed.
"Yeah, I - I know, I know. I'm really sorry, I am. But - You're going to have to trust that I had a really good reason" he replied quickly.
"Did you get sick?" Allison asked looking over at him.
"I definitely had an attack of something" Scott told her.
"Am I going to get an explanation?" she shook her head at him in disbelief.
"Can you just find it in your heart to trust me on this one?" he pleaded with her smiling.
"Am I going to regret this?" Allison sighed.
"Probably" Scott smiled causing Allison to laugh. "So is that a yes on a second chance?"
"Definitely yes" Allison nodded as a car horn beeped. Sophie looked up over at Allison and Scott. Things seemed to be working out for them.
"That's my dad. I better go" Allison told Scott. He watched her walk away and turned back to Sophie smiling.
"Told you it'd be fine" she said walking over to him. She frowned noticing Scott's face. Something was wrong. "Scott what is it?" she asked. Scott said nothing and turned around. The two of them saw a man close the car door Allison got into. Her eyes went wide slightly as Sophie walked over to Scott and put a hand on his arm. Closing her eyes she saw the night before. She saw Scott in the woods with the hunters. With the exact same man. She knew that man. It was Chris Argent. This confirmed everything. Hunters were in town and they were Argents.
There you have it! The plot bunny just wouldn't go away. This story will be different than what my Charlie Grierson series is. I really liked the idea of witches, so I'm going to keep running with it. Sophie's story is going to be much different than Charlie's as you can see. What do you think so far? Please review and let me know!