"...Up!"
I'm woken up to catch the tail end of whatever Tyson was yelling at me in a thick loric accent. That being enough to startle me so bad that I flail off the roof, and land with a harsh thump and a groan.
I glare up a tyson when he starts to laugh angrily blowing a piece of hair out of my face.
"I'm glad I can amuse you." I snap shoving myself to my feet.
"Sorry," He says not sounding at all sorry trying and failing to keep a straight face.
I roll my eyes and turn to go inside with a florish of red and blonde hair.
"Where at you going? we have a morning workout." He reminds.
I snort, "Not after what you just pulled. No I'm going for a run."
I don't give him a chance to respond before I'm already in and back out of the house ready to run.
He let's out an exhausted breath already and I smile teasingly at him, "In fact maybe you should run to, if your already out of breath this early in the morning you need to work on your stamina."
"Why don't you work on your stamina." He snaps back.
I scoff taking my time to stretch before my run, "Please I have outstanding stamina."
"Yeah yeah, just shut up and run." Tyson says before taking a minute to look me over warily.
I'm once again in yoga pants and a sports bra, but this one is a deep ruby color matching the band on my pant's and contrasting to my pale skin tone. My hair is braided down my back the blonde ombre twisting with the red.
With my hair pulled back and my yoga pants low on my hips you can see every piercing and tattoo and birthmark on me and it's putting tyson on edge.
You can see the three sets of studs in each ear, along with the small hoop in my left cartilage, and my madonna piercing is sitting proudly in my top lip.
My tattoos consist of the words 'stay strong' in loric across my wrist' my sign the same as the pendent that hung around my neck clearly, was tattoo on the back of my neck close to the base of my head, and lastly was the loric word for vengeance between the dimples on my back.
The last one blending in with my birthday mark like it was part of the tattoo. My birthday mark was a series of small stars, squares, triangles, circles, and swirls that wrapped around both of my hips.
I heave a sigh through my nose, "Don't worry Tyson, I'll stay in the woods noones gonna see me." I promise.
I take off in a sprint my feet pounding to the beat off fall out boy, and before I know it i'm about four miles into the woods already and decide to stop for water.
I was pulling my head phone out of my ear when I felt it, that unmistakable tingle down my spine, a dead give away that I was being watched.
I'm already halfway turned around when I hear it, "What are you doing here? This is private property."
...
Derek had been out for a walk like he often was around the hale property, when his sensitive hears picked up on a heartbeat. He figured it was a jogger there was usually a couple a week at least. He could also tell from the choice of music that whoever it was, was young.
Now he would have left it alone, if the wind hadn't changed and he hadn't caught her sent, underneath the thick smell of burnt caramel and buttered rum, was something unidentifiable as human, he had never smelt anything like it before but it was intoxicating.
He knew he had to investigate when it caused a small rise of red into his green irises, whoever this was made his wolf restless.
So he followed the sent until he came upon its source a teenage girl whose alabaster skin was marked with ink and whose hair reminded him of red velvet.
He couldn't see her face because he had walked up behind her but as she pulled her ear bud out he saw her tense - she knew he was there- as she turn to face him he called out.
"What are you doing here? This is private property."
Then he could see her face and tried to get a hold of himself, this inhuman girl also had inhuman beauty, high cheek bones and a sharp noise, her famine jaw was clenched, full wine colored lips set in a hard line, and eyes -her eyes.
A harsh and guarded gaze behind liquid gold nailed him to the floor, though he didn't show it forcing him self to remember that she could be dangerous.
"I'm sorry I didn't know." She said shortly her voice was soft and accented with something he couldn't quite place.
He nodded slightly, "What are you doing out here?" He asked noticing for the first time how deep into the forest they actually were.
"Running." She said with a tilt of her head in a 'isn't it obvious' gesture.
He nods again, "we're almost four miles in and your not even out of breath."
He watches her jaw tick as she starts to grow agitated, "I've got good lungs." She snaps her accent becoming more prominent the angrier she got.
He raised a brow, "Nice tattoos, is that french?" he questions.
She shifts uncomfortably, "Something like that."
He hums, "Im Derek hale," He introduces, if she recognized his name she didn't show it simply taking a sip from her water bottle.
"Charmed im sure." He fights a smirk at her response.
"What I don't get a name?" She lifts her brow unimpressed.
"Nix." (Nicks) She then sighs "Well Derek as fun as this has been I have to go don't want to miss school,"
As she turns to walk away he stops her one last time, "What's nix short for?"
She pauses mid step, peering at him from over her shoulder "If I tell you now we'll have nothing to talk about next time."
He does smirk now, "Your planning on a next time."
She smirks back at him, before stating matter -of -factly.
"Nope."
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A/N!
Hey guys thank you for all the reviews! I glad you like it so far and i'm sorry it's taken me this long to get a new chapter up but I'm gonna try to keep them going pretty often.
Also for anyone who reads my other story specifically "The Winchester and The Werewolf" I will be working on an update for that pretty quickly also I just want to try to update a few of my other stories first!
Thank you!
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter it was mostly Phoenix and Derek, but the next chapter is when she confronts stiles at school!
Until next time lovelies ~LilMissSomethingElse.
