As I approach the bleachers I see Stiles desperately trying to tell Scott something so, I run up to them.
"I over heard my dad on the phone. The fiber analysis came back from the lab in LA, they found animal hairs on the body from the woods!" Oh no. Not good. Not good at all.
"Stiles I gotta go" Scott picks up his things and runs over to the field.
"Wait! Scott you're not going to believe what the animal was! It was a wolf".
"Stiles are you positive? Like 110%?" I ask from behind him, hoping he's somehow wrong.
"Yeah, I swear on my life. Why?" He gives me a puzzled look. He knows I'm hiding something. I really wish he was kidding.
"Uhm, nothing. Just, that's odd. You know since there's no wolves here and all. Anyways, I uh, I should go sit, over there, with the girls. I'll see you after the game? Yeah, okay. Goodluck". I awkwardly wave to him and he just stares at me like I a grew another head. I turn to go towards the bleachers, putting my shaking hands in the pockets of my coat. I bite my lower lip out of habit. This is bad, really, really bad.
Coach starts the scrimmage and everyone immediately starts running around trying to get the ball. Scott was doing amazingly. Like I mean, he was doing flips in the air and jumping over people. Everyone including Lydia and Alison start to cheer. I however do not. I look over to Stiles and see the same reaction as me.
"Mccall! Get over here. What in god's name was that? This is a lacrosse field. What, are you trying out for the gymnastics team?" Coach yells to Scott.
"No coach" Scott shakes his head and takes his helmet off.
"What the hell was that?!"
"I- I don't know. I was just trying to make the shot" Scott stumbles over his words.
"Yeah well you made the shot, and guess what? You're starting buddy. You made first line. Come on!" Finstock smiles widely and pats Scott on the shoulders.
After the scrimmage I hurried home to see if Cam is still there. Of course, he's not. As per usual, he got called in early and left me a note. Even if he was here, would I tell him? How Scott was changing into a werewolf? What would he do? We definitely wouldn't hurt him. First of all, he's my closest friend, second of all because he hasn't hurt anyone.
I put on some track pants and a black tank top and I run downstairs. Time to let off some steam. Plus, this helps me think. I grab my knives and aim at the targets on the far wall. Our basement sort of became a practice zone for shooting and basically anything we had at our disposal, even though we retired from hunting like 5 years ago. I close my eyes, turn away from the target and take a deep breath. Scott's a werewolf. Stiles seems to know. I need to inform them. When? When should I tell them the truth? I open my eyes, quickly turn and shoot one of my knives at the target, hitting the middle. Perfect shot. Haven't lost my touch. I smile to myself.
After a while of training, meaning kickboxing and shooting knives, I go upstairs to shower. When I'm finished showering, I wrap a towel around myself and start getting ready for Lydia's party. Then I hear my phone ring. I look down to see it's Stiles calling me.
"Stiles?" I ask as I answer.
"Hey, listen. You need to come over right now and I mean stat. Like get your butt in your car at this very moment and drive over. I think I found some pretty interesting information that you need to hear. Scott's on his way over right now. Hurry!" Before I can answer he hangs up. Alright, well someone's had a lot of Adderall. I hurry to get dressed putting on some black leggings and a white shirt that's long in the back with a black jacket. I let my wet hair down, curling as it dries and put on a bit of makeup. I grab my keys and get in the car, driving quickly over to Stiles house. I guess my brother got a ride today and left me the car for the night.
When I get to his house, I skip the knocking since it sounded pretty urgent and run up the stairs. "Stiles?" I call out before opening the door to his room. I see him sitting in his chair looking up stuff on his computer.
"Hey, so listen to this. I've been looking up some stuff and I just, I don't know. Scott has been doing some pretty crazy things at lacrosse lately and the whole heightened senses. I don't know, you're gonna think I'm crazy but, I think he's a werewolf". He looks up to see my reaction. I nod my head and sit on his bed looking down at my hands.
"Ah, okay. I mean, it's possible" I respond.
"Seriously! You actually believe me! Good, now we can both tell Scott and hopefully, he'll believe us" I look up to see him going through things in his mind.
"Listen, there's, I don't know how to say it, but I need to tell you guys something, and I just, I –" as I'm talking we hear a knock on the door. Stiles turns, closes his laptop screen and opens the door to see Scott, standing in the doorway to his room.
"Get in" Scott walks in and Stiles closes the door. "I've been up all night reading websites, books, all this" He sits back down on his chair at his desk taking out some papers from the printer.
"How much Adderall have you had today?" Scott ask amused.
"My question exactly" I add smiling nervously.
"A lot" Stiles admits. "Doesn't matter, okay, just listen".
"Is this about the body, did they find out who did it?" Scott ask.
"Not quite, no". I respond nervously yet again.
"No they're still questioning people. Even Derek Hale" Stiles says twirling around in his chair.
"Oh you mean, the guy we saw in the woods the other day?"
"Yeah, yes but that's not it okay?" Scott looks over to me confused and I just lift my hands up.
"Don't look at me. He did all the research" I say innocently. Although I should tell him what's going to happen tonight.
"What then?" Scott ask Stiles.
"Remember the joke from the other day? Not a joke anymore" Scott doesn't seem to remember the joke. "the wolf, the bite in the woods. I started doing all this research. Do you even know why a wolf howls?" Stiles gets up from his chair.
"Should I?" Scott ask.
"It's to signal its pack. When the wolf is alone, it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack" they both look at me. "I watched a lot of documentaries as a kid" I say which is in fact not a lie.
"Yeah actually, so if you heard a wolf howling that means others could have been nearby. Maybe a whole pack of them"
"A whole pack of wolves?" Scott ask worriedly.
"No, werewolves" and the truth comes out. Not from me but from Stiles. Scott gets up from the bed frustrated.
"Are you seriously wasting my time with this? You know I'm picking up Alison in an hour" Scott grabs his bag ready to leave. Stiles puts his hand to his chest stopping him.
"I saw you on the field today Scott. Okay, what you did wasn't just amazing alright, it was impossible".
Scott shrugs his shoulders. "Yeah so I made a good shot". Stiles grabs his bag and puts it back on his bed beside me where I'm still sitting.
"No, you made an incredible shot. The way you moved, your speed, your reflexes. You know, people can't just suddenly do that over night"
"Don't forget the vision and the senses, plus you know your inhaler seemed to have stopped being needed" I say to Scott finally standing up.
"Okay guys, I can't think about this now. We'll talk tomorrow"
"What? Tomorrow? No! the full moon's tonight! Don't you get it?"
"What are you trying to do? I just made first line, I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me. Everything in my life is somehow perfect, why are you both trying to ruin it?" Scott says angrily.
"We're trying to help. Stiles isn't wrong. I know this for a fact and if you just let me explain you'd know we're right" I plead, trying to get him to listen to us. If I tell them the truth about everything maybe, then he'd believe us.
"No I can't listen right now; I have to go get ready"
"You're cursed Scott. You know, and it's not just the moon that causes you to physically change, it also just so happens when your bloodlust will be at its peak".
"Bloodlust" Scott says plainly.
"Yes, you're urge to kill every living thing around you" I tell him going to stand beside him.
"I'm already starting to feel an urge to kill" Stiles ignores the comment and reaches for a book.
"listen to this, the change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse. Alright? I haven't seen anyone raise your pulse like Alison does. You have to cancel this date. I'm gonna call her right now" Stiles gets up and starts searching for Scott's phone in his backpack.
"What are you doing?" Scott ask. Nope not good. Scott is about to pounce. I slowly start to make my way in between the two but I'm not quick enough.
"I'm cancelling the date" Stiles tells him. As I predicted Scott pushes him against the wall.
"No give it to me!" Scott gets ready to punch Stiles in the face.
"Wait, Scott! Calm yourself! Put the fist down" I could totally take him down in one move right now but I would really rather not hurt him. Instead of punching his friend, Scott punches the chair to the floor and breathes heavily in anger.
"I'm sorry, I have to get ready for that party" Scott says slowly backing away from a mortified Stiles. Well this turned out amazingly. Scott grabs his bag and his phone and retreats to the door saying he's sorry again.
Once Scott's gone, Stiles bangs his head against the wall and picks his chair up off the floor setting it down straight again. We both look down to see claw marks on the back of the chair.
