Transformed

True enough I was cleared to the leave the hospital the next morning, which, worked out fine for everyone. Mom gave me my meds the dosage was change, I helped pack all of pageant stuff and they were gone before noon. So, I had a whole weekend to myself, that's how I liked it. I was use to being alone, Mom thought I would stay home do a weeks worth of homework veg out on the couch. She was mostly right with one exception I was going to ride my bike, I had a car but mom took the keys, into town and try to fine Derek's loft. Since I already checked the area of the pensive where I last saw my book. Yes, I know in the horror movie the smart person that goes back for the book or papers dies but it was my only copy on the Devin Comedy and I hadn't finished it yet.

My first stop is all the apartment buildings but they all other people or a doorman. Peter didn't seem stupid cold hearted yeah but not stupid he would've taken us to someplace abandoned or shady. I could ask Ethan but I was sure that he didn't want to talk to me and what did I have t say to him.

Its the forth building that I stop at, the minute I see it I know that this is it. I don't know how I know I just do. I chain my bike to the streetlamp that looks like its given up all hope of illuminating the night. The lift is slow giving my stomach time to fill with butterfly's. I was almost killed here and now I was back it wasn't just about my book I was drawn to this place.

The lift stop I exit walking into the loft, no one is here not Ethan or Peter. My blood is gone someone was here. They cleaned the blood, I could faintly smell bleach and amoina.

"Come on Toni," I say to myself "Just fine your book and get the hell out."

"This book," A voice asked coming down a set of spiral stairs.

I should be scared but I'm not I know that voice "Yes." The voice belongs to a man in his twenty's, he hot too, with jet black hair and just a little bit of peach fuzz on his face along with a pair of hazel eyes that look sad, and in his perfect hand is my book.

He hands my the book "You shouldn't be here."

"I know I just wanted my book back."

I think he's trying to smile "You came back here for a book?"

"Don't you live here?"

"Touche," He said.

"I'm Antoinette." I hold out my hand."You can call me Toni most people do."

"Derek," He said shaking my hand. "Okay, Toni would like me to escort you out?"

Right I should leave but really don't want to in fact I would like to stay here with Derek "Sure." The lift is still slow in fact I think it got slower because I swear I can smell a scent that I can only describe as Derek. Its smells good like the pines in winter or leaves in the fall with a sharp smell that makes my smile.

"This is me," I say quickly undoing the lock.

Derek looks around scanning the area for something "Do you want a ride I have car."

"Thanks," I say "But the last time I was alone with someone as handsome as a Greek god I ended up in coma."

"Greek God?"

My cheeks flush "I said that out loud didn't I?"

This time I get a real smile that makes Derek's face light up "Yeah you did."

"I'm sorry." Just put on your helmet and leave as fast as you can.

"That's okay the last time I was alone with someone gorgeous like you I ended up getting my ass kicked."

My first though is who would kick his ass then my brain catches what he said first "Gorgeous?"

"Yeah."

"Don't worry I won't be kicking your ass," Which is glorious. "And I won't be gorgeous for much longer." I tell him peddling down the road.

I get back home in record time not out of breath or overly tired a little pissed because at my house I find three motorcycles, two black and one green. And, a blue jeep, I know these cars they all belong to people at my school.

Opening the door I ask "Which one you knows how to pick a lock?"

Stiles, the sheriffs son's, points to Aiden. "Ethan."

"That's Aiden," I say taking off my helmet. "So, what the hell are you doing in my house?"

"We came to check on you." Scott McCall said coming down the stairs.

"Well, I'm alive, a little pissed but other wise okay so leave."

Ethan sign "We can't."

"Oh I'm pretty sure your legs work I've seen at Lacrosse practice."

They all laugh short laugh that almost always follow with bad news. Ethan looks from to his brother "We need to talk about that night."

"Fine," I didn't want to talk about it tell the sheriff that it was all haze just got me out of making a statement. Truthfully I remember every detail right up the part where Peter slashed me.

"So, what now." Stiles asked.

"I'm going to get some ice cream please continue to make your selves at home."

"You don't have ice cream," Aiden call from the living room.

I return with a pint of Ben&Jerry's "Where was that?" Ethan asked.

"In the brussel sprout bag." I say opening the container. The smell of ice cream real ice cream not that sugar less stuff my mom buys.

"So, Peter." Ethan said ruining my ice cream.

"What about him."

"He..."

"Almost killed me and you." I say feeling the change in the room like some mental light switch was thrown.

"He wanted me to bite you do you know why?"

"He's crazy." I say " Crazy people do crazy things."

"Toni look at me," Aiden said.

I look at he looks the same "What Lydia Mar-" Slowly he changes his check bones move making room for large Canine teeth. His eye change to not the blueish color they should be but bloody shade of red.

"We're werewolves and your one of us." He said his voice deeper but I can't look away my heart is pounding I think it could trying to escape.

"Aiden stop it," Ethan said his own eyes red. Looking down I see his hands there gone each nail ends in a sharp claw.

"That's...That's impossible." I close my eyes start to hyperventilate, this wasn't possible I wasn't a werewolf.

"Toni?" Ethan puts his hand in my tumbling one. "Look."

"No, none of this is real."

Aiden speaks next in a normal voice "This is real open your eyes." I don't want to but I do "See." Aiden said his face normal a perfect copy of Ethan's face only his eyes are red.

"You bite me." I say as the command from Peter replayed in my head. "He's a werewolf to isn't he?"

Scott nods "And, his nephew Derek."

"And Isaac Lahey." Stiles said "Yeah, its a mess around here."

I chuckle "So, what are you?"

He smiles "Abominable Snow man."

"Your not funny." I look at my hand the beautiful skin the round nails. "So, the reason I look different is because you bite me."

Ethan nods "The heals you of all human illness.

Taking a deep breath I have to ask "Why?"

"I didn't want you to die your...You had nothing to do with this."

My brain catches the word "Had."

"Your kinda of..." Ethan's voice lower.

"Look we never thought we'd have this repository a least not this soon." Aiden said it so Ethan must have been thinking it.

"Responsibility?"

"Red eyes mean Alpha's," Stiles interjects.

"Alpha's?"

"Yeah, if your bit by an alpha and live your part of that pack."

"Thank you Stiles," Aiden said in a angry tone.

Scott said "But, not till the next full moon if you really are a werewolf."

I'm almost afraid to ask "What else is there?"

"A lot," They all say."

That's it I reached my limit of crazy "Okay thank you for telling me." I walk over to the door "If get the sudden urge to kill or maim a virgin I'll call you, now please get out."

I stay around the house for the rest of the day reading my book the damn thing had gotten me in so must trouble I had to finish it. Then I ordered take-out after checking my blood sugar. If Ethan was right I wasn't diabetic anymore but I just wasn't ready to admit anything yet. Not till the next full moon that was two weeks away, I felt like I had been given a death sentience. Now I was waiting for the call form Mom telling me about the trip how the first rounds of the pageant went.

The call comes at ten they should be at the hotel just getting back I answer the phone "House of endless partying Twisted Toni speaking."

"A party yeah right." Gina said.

she sound exhausted"Hey sis how was it?"

I hear her sigh "I hate this."

"I hated it too." Its true I never envied the pageant life that Gina had perfection my baggy clothes to tight dress she had to wear.

"She making wear a corset to sleep."

"That could child abuse but a judge would never go for it."

I hear her eyes roll "Why do I this again."

"Because," I look in my bedroom mirror "Your the pretty one."

"I rather be in a coma."

"Is that Toni?"Moms voice sound tired too but her tone is riddled with happiness. Gina must have done well, she always did. "Let me talk to her."

"Hi Mom." I say sitting on my bed.

"How was your day, Sweetheart."

"Blissfully dull," I lie.

Her sigh justifies my lying "That's great. Did you take your meds?"

"Yes, Mom. And I check my blood sugar and had grilled chicken salad for dinner."

"How did I have such a good child like you?"

"Pure luck," I say.

She laughed "Okay don't stay up to late and lock the doors."

"I already locked them," That was true I didn't want more visitor today or tomorrow or ever.

"Goodnight," She said then hands the phone to Gina.

"Yeah, goodnight."

I sigh "Wait till she goes to sleep then loosen the corset. Wake-up first go straight to the shower she'll never know."

"How are you so smart?"

"What I lack in beauty I make-up for in brain power."

"I think you and are pretty just the way they are." She said making me smile "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Ethan said it was part of being a werewolf being model pretty without having to do anything at all. My hair was black part of the Italian genes I got from my Dad but before it was course all straw. Now it soft like velvet and smooth as silk not the frizzed mess it was. Brushing it would be easy now something that should make me happy I complained about before. Now I missed it brushing my hair was something Gina and I would do. I would comb her curly, chocolatey brown hair, then she would disentangle my black mass of hair brushing it smooth.

How would she take it my transformation the doctors said I would gain back my wight lost in the coma. That once I was back on my meds I should be normal again in a mouth or so. That wasn't going to happen now Mom would be worried then she would be so happy, I could already see my own pageants life coming at me like train. No, I would put my foot down on that. Plus I had no talent other than being my know it all self.

Slowly my thoughts went back to Derek, his face, his eyes, how they both seemed so sad till he smiled. Then it was as different as night and day he was just for a second different. I shake my head humming a little tune that my Dad would hum to me when I was little. All the while I thought of seeing him again press on my mind would I see him again. Before they finally left they told me to stay away form Derek and Peter, they didn't have to worry about the latter.