Derek drove along the road and past a few markets on the corner of the street; they were selling clothes, home made jewellery, food and a lot more. It looked really fun. I rustled through my mind as to what we were doing and where we were going. I pointed to the markets and turned to Derek. His gaze was already locked on me. He shook his head, and he answered, "Absolutely Not."

"Please." I begged, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. "Pretty please. You know you want to." I singsonged.

Derek hesitated, then rolled his eyes in annoyance. He pulled to the side of the road and took the keys out of the ignition. "On one condition. You don't tell anyone about this."

Fair enough, that was an easy condition to abide by but knowing me I don't play by rules.

"Okay, deal." I replied with a huge smile.

The market had so much stuff, it was awesome. We walked around for about half an hour just trolling stalls until one of them caught my eye. It was a stall with sarongs and necklaces made out of shells. There was a certain bracelet that stole my attention from the rest, it was a silver chain with little pink stones and purple gems hanging all around it. It was really beautiful until I saw the price tag. Yep that just about killed it! $95. Just for a bracelet. It was amazing but I only bought 60 bucks. It's not like I knew I was going to see something for 100 bucks.

I decided to buy a turtle shell bracelet instead which was only about $10. Don't worry it wasn't made from real turtles... at least I think it wasn't.

I left the stall and walked to a different one which was selling liquorice. Red, green, black and purple! Damn. I looked around and Derek wasn't beside me or behind me. I bought a strip of purple and red and left to look for Derek. Funny enough he was at the stall with the really pretty jewellery.
I saw him exchange money with the owner and Derek slipped something into his back pocket. I waited at the tent opposite eating my lolly and trying on different pairs of sunnies. I found an awesome pair of aviators by some brand called Ray-Ban.

"Are we finished here?" Derek asked,walking up behind me. I turned around and showed off the glasses I had on.

"Oh yeah, I feel awesome." I answered back. I pulled a pair of dark shaded, big shaped sun glasses off the rack and said, "Here, try these."

"No. I'm drawing the line. I agreed to come here, that was it." He shook his head.

I stared at him and gave the 'do it now or else' look. He gave in and took the glasses out of my hands and put them on his face. He stood there unhappily. "Are you happy now?" He asked.

I busted out laughing and managed to scrape out a, "Yes."

We were at the markets for almost the whole day, just walking around and trying out new things. Derek smiled a lot throughout that time. It was nice. I tried on a bunch of clothes and ended up buying a new shirt, skirt and jacket.

"Kalaini?" A voice called out from behind me, it sounded familiar. Like the voice of my dad. "Lannie!" It called, getting closer.

I stopped and Derek asked, "What's up?"

"Hey, Kalaini, funny meeting you here." My dad said standing behind me. I turned around to face him and I showed him a small smile.

"Hey, dad." I gave him a big bear hug and stood back a moment.

Derek's mouth dropped open, not literally though.

"Who's your friend?" My dad asked, referring to Derek.

"Derek, this is my dad Andrew Jacobson-Whittemore. Dad, this is Derek Hale." I introduced. My dad stared at Derek for a few seconds and put his hand out.

"It's nice to meet you son." My dad acknowledged with a smile, firmly shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you too sir." Derek replied, nodding his head. They finished their hand shake and my dad looked at me.

"When did you get back?" I asked.

"Amelia and I got back at 11:30 this morning. Jackson picked us up... and here they come now." Dad pointed in the direction behind me and Derek. We turned around and my step mom walked towards us and Jackson trailed behind holding his mom's suitcase and a few shopping bags. That son of a bitch took my sun glasses, I thought to myself as I stared at Jackson.

"Hey." I greeted with a small smile.

"Kalaini!" She squealed with a huge smile, wrapping her arms around me and hugging tightly.

"It's so good to see you!"

She pulled back and said, "I'm sorry about what happened."

I nodded my head and said, "Wrong place, wrong time. Anyway, Derek and I have to go."

I saw Jackson's expression change when he saw Derek, his smirk disappeared.

"Why are you hanging out with Derek Hale?" Jackson asked rudely, almost glaring at us both through my Aviators. "Of all people in the world."

I took a huge breath. I didn't know what to say.

"Seriously Jackson, that's rude. I raised you better than that." His mom said, slapping him behind the head.

"Ouch." He said under his breath. "If only you knew." He whispered.

"You two don't have to leave just yet do you?" My dad queried. "Come over for dinner, it's only 3. Then you can get to where you needed to."

I looked at Derek and then back at my dad who smiled at me. I couldn't say no to my dad. He just got back and I just got into town. I nodded and said, "Sure. We don't have to see Scott till about six anyway."

"See, there we go. Amelia is going to make her fettuccine pasta and I'll make your favourite, potato bake with cheese sauce." He sounded like the happiest guy in the world when my dad spoke. Being sad just wasn't what my dad was. He lives life almost by a motto 'Never be sad or angry for more than a day because you'll miss out on so much more happiness.'

We arrived home and Amelia started cooking as well as my dad. Derek, Jackson and I stayed in the lounge room. We sat on the couch in silence.

"Why is he here!" Jackson almost yelled out, pointing at Derek. Derek glared at Jackson, eyes dark. I could tell he was trying everything possible to stay calm.

"Jackson, why does it bother you so much who I hang out with!" I yelled back. "On second thought just stop, you were completely right last night. But what happened afterwards was a mistake, there's nothing there." I saw Derek's eyes flash to me with what looked like panic or distress. What the hell?

"Kalaini, stop doing that, playing the bitch card in every argument. If you knew half the shit he ever did to me and your friends you'd understand." Jackson argued back.

"Jackson, you are the most arrogant son of a bitch I have ever met and you're a selfish dick who thinks of no one but himself and expects every person in the world to think of you highly." I said as I raised my voice. "This is pointless." I shook my head. I was pissed as hell. "Get up." I said, turning back to Derek who just sat there listening to the conversation. He jumped up and I pushed him up the stairs. I slammed the door shut and fell down on to my bed.

Derek stood, with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

"What the hell was that?" He asked angrily.

"Just Jackson being a dick. We're-not-killing-him." I said in a fast speed. I lost breath and couldn't be bothered to talk any more, not after that whole argument with Jackson.

"Two days and I'm already wanted by the biggest baddest wolf of the town. The guy I live with is a raging physco lizard and I start school on Monday... I love this town." I said in a slow tone, emphasising sarcasm on the last four words.

"Trust me, he's not the biggest or baddest wolf in town." Derek smirked. I showed a small smile back and said, "Really? Then who is the worst that makes this one a close second?" I stared at him quite amused. He stood there with a smirk on his face, all smug.

He raised his eyebrows as if trying to say, 'It's me, I'm the biggest and I'm the baddest.'

"You? Really?" I denied with a slight laugh in my voice.

"What? You don't think I could be?" He asked all serious, losing his smirk.

I shook my head. "Of course. I've never seen you phase before so I really wouldn't know." I answered in defeat. "Therefore you probably are."

Derek stood at my knees and I looked up at him. We stared at each other for a few seconds until I broke the silence and stood up. "Promise me something okay?"

Derek furrowed his eye brows and said, "I can't promise to not kill him."

I shook my head. "Not that. Promise you won't fall for me."

A smile crept upon Derek's face. "I don't think that will be a problem."

I nodded and bit my tongue. "Just in case, promise me you won't, no matter what"

He hesitated for a minute then answered, "Okay, I promise." He shrugged his shoulders, almost to brush off what we just spoke about.

I looked around my room and chose to change my shirt. If we were going roller skating I totally had to change my shirt and fix my hair. I walked to the closet and pushed through my shirts I kept saying 'no' mentally to myself.

"This could work." I muttered, it wasn't that I totally forgot Derek was there I just couldn't be bothered to walk out of my room and to the bathroom to change. I turned to the brooding dark haired dude and said, "Here's the go… I'm too lazy to leave and I'm pretty sure you don't want to go down there." By the look on Derek's face he knew what I meant.

"Right. Of course." He replied, turning around to face the wall. I took my jacket off and threw into the un-intentional pile that soon became my dirty laundry. "So, I don't mean to pry or anything but how did your mom die?" Derek asked, turning his head to the side.

I paused. For the first time since I was here he was the first person to ask about my mom. I didn't like talking about it because people wouldn't believe me and I'd be labelled the 'Coo-Coo.' I didn't know whether he asked me out of curiosity or not.

"Ahh… an…animal attack" I answered. I tossed my shirt onto the pile and tried to find the space for my head in the shirt I chose. I was so close...

"Yo, SHIT ON A STICK!" A male voice called out from my laptop as the screen lit up in front of Derek. "I know you're there, you seriously have to stop ignoring me but anyway, I found some new information on the attack, you were right it was a were—"

I jumped and bolted to my laptop, bashing into Derek's shoulder. "Can't-talk-bye." I said into the webcam and then shutting it down. I dropped my head and my heart started racing. I knew Derek heard everything. But at that moment it was the least of my problems.

I still wasn't wearing a shirt. I was wearing my dark purple bra which emphasised my bust, and I tried to kill the awkwardness by laughing a little. The scar, I thought. He saw it.

"Yeah, I'll just…" Derek finished and closed his eyes and walked to the balcony. I shoved my shirt on and did my hair again, a pony tail and my side fringe. I made my way to the balcony and stood next to Derek.

"That was awkward… obviously. What you heard before on the laptop, before you ask I'll just tell you. On the night my mom was attacked I was there I had glimpses of what it was and from what I saw it wasn't human. It was a big dog like man."

Derek looked down at me with green eyes and said, "And you think it has something to do with the thing that came after you the other night?"

"Yep, pretty much. People are dying around me and I can't stop it. I don't want the people here to die the same way not if I can stop it…" I answered. "And I know you saw it Derek."

"Four claw marks." He said. Whatever words that came out of his mouth made no change to his voice at all, and he kept a cool tone. "It's marked you, that's probably why it wants you."

So yeah guys this was officially chapter 2. Tell me what you think please :)