Hey guys! Starting yet another fic! Probably won't update as often as my others but will try my hardest, maybe every second day. I really do want this to be more than a one-shot so I hope you readers enjoy! Let me know what you think! Note-Kira and Scott aren't together, everything has still happened like it has on the tv show though, set after season 4 :)
Cora's p.o.v
"So.." Derek starts awkwardly. "I know it's been awhile since we've lived together but..here's your room" Derek says, opening a door in the upper level of his loft. The room is painted black, which I love, and it's empty. "We can shop for a few things tomorrow afternoon..take my bed tonight, i'll sleep on the couch" Derek says. He turns to walk away and I catch his arm.
"Thank you" I say. He nods and goes downstairs. I walk into my new room, bringing in my box of stuff from South America and a duffle bag filled a few other things and some clothes. After the whole dead pool and Peter situation, I didn't want Derek to be alone, especially after Braedan took off. I decided to move back, get my own place nearby. Much to my suprise, Derek wanted me to come live in the loft with him. I drop my box on the floor and lean againist the wall, sliding down to a sitting position. I'm going to have a new start here..hopefully. Things seemed to have settled here but then again, it's Beacon Hills. Part of moving back here is joining the pack. I won't be an omega anymore, i'll be a beta, part of Scott McCall's pack. I would be lying if I said i'm not nervous for the pack meeting in a few nights. Because my moving back was so sudden, Scott didn't have time to talk to them all about me, hell Derek didn't even have much time to talk to Scott about me. Scott's a nice guy though, I don't think he would turn me away, and if he did, Derek would most probably tear him a new one. Let's just hope it doesn't come to that. I get up, making my way back downstairs to have dinner with Derek. Our mother Tahlia taught him how to cook, and she taught him good. The smell of beef stirfry stirring around the room, twirling and attacking my nose as I get closer to him in the kitchen. "Dinner almost ready?" I ask my brother. I see Derek jump a little, probably in his own little world.
"In a few minutes..why don't you set the table?" he asks. I nod and grab two bowls for us, putting them beside Derek. I take two sets of cutlery out of the drawer and bring them to the coffee table in the lounge area. A take a seat on the couch, unconciously tapping my fingers on the coffee table as I wait for, what smells like, mouth-watering food. It's been a long time since i've had homemade food, well aside from my own of course but lets not talk about that..that was a disater. If I wasn't a werewolf, i'd have the body of an obese women in her mid 30's from all the fattening fast food i've eaten. I snap out of my head when I hear Derek's footsteps approaching. He gives me a small smile before placing the bowl of food in front of me. I smile back in thanks before digging in. We eat in silence. I lean back on the couch, my stomach bloating from eating so much so fast. Derek grabs the remote and turns the t.v on, the only thing breaking the awkward but strangely comforting silence. I fight a smile when Spongebob comes on. Derek and I would always come racing home after school so we could watch it together. I glance at Derek sneakily and see he's in the same boat. Speaking of school..
"What am I going to do for school tomorrow?" I ask Derek, turning to look at him.
"Scott and Stiles have offered to pick you up, if you're okay with that" he answers, eyes still on the tv.
"That's fine, they seem like good guys" I say with a shrug. Derek turns to me with a raised eyebrow.
"What happened to them being 'a bunch of useless teenagers'?" he asks. I roll my eyes, that was awhile back. I let out a sigh. It's been awhile seen i've gone to school as well. At least it will be my last year forever. "Hey, don't worry. You'll have Malia, Lydia, Kira, Liam, Scott and Stiles, you'll be fine"
"Except for the fact that I barely know any of them and they think of me as the angry younger sister" I sigh. Derek turns the t.v off and studies my face.
"You don't have to be a lone wolf anymore Cora" he says. If he didn't sound so serious, I would chuckle at the irony of his words. "You're with us now" he says. I nod and we both settle back into the couch. The tv comes back on, my secret favourite program flashing across the screen in the form of a walking and talking yellow sponge in a suit.
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