Disclaimer: I don't own the TW characters, only my own OC and the story.
I knew that I wouldn't concentrate in school today so I drove back home. As I reached the house my feeling came back. I killed a woman. I walked inside the house, phoned the school that I am sick and went upstairs. My parents weren't home they left after me. I didn't close the door to my room. I sat down in front of my laptop and done some research. I wanted to know everything about werewolves I could get.
"No, no, no, no, no!" I yelled as my printer was about to die. "Sure I'll keep it on the laptop, bitch" I muttered and saved and copied everything extra on a USB.
I closed my laptop after some hours of research and jumped on my bed. I was still a little shocked.
I looked at the ceiling. I switched on my CD player and listen to some rock songs.
I heard my dad coming home for the lunch break. I walked downstairs.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes I should, but I was not in the mood for it" I said and sat down on a bar chair. He nodded. I always was one of the best students and my parents never complained when I stayed at home.
He told me something about his new job. He once worked for the FBI, when I was little. But my mom had a huge dispute with him about it and so we moved to London, because he got a job there in the Scotland Yard. He often worked with a guy called Sherlock Holmes and his assistant Dr. John Watson. We are related to the Holmes family in England. Sherlock's mother is kind my grandma.
But they didn't hold the contact after we came back here. Now he was working in the Beacon Hills police station with Stiles dad. He could choose between Beacon Hills and Sleepy Hollow. In both towns is something going on, he didn't get much information's but he chose BH. My father's name is Jack Holmes, by the way. So after he ate something he left me alone again.
I walked upstairs. My cat following me as always, but didn't walked inside. She hissed at the door. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "Why am I even asking you won't answer me anyways" I muttered and walked inside.
"You are talking to cats? Should note that" I looked up as I heard this familiar voice. "What are you doing here? And how did you get in?" I asked Peter.
"Just wanted to get sure that you calmed down" Peter said. He was sitting on the edge of my bed. "Thought you wouldn't go to school after so much information" Peter said simply. "So much information? I killed a hunter who tried to kill a guy I met in a grocery store who is actually a werewolf!" I yelled. "Actually I am a shape shifter" Peter said ignoring that I was angry. "Yeah I know" I said rough. "So you did your research? Good girl" Peter said with a creepy smile. "I thought you were normal, why are you acting like an asshole" I yelled. The creepy guy standing in my room being a werewolf. "What do you want from me?" I asked after I calmed down a bit. Peter walked over to me. "Just wanted to make sure you are okay" He said and poked me on my nose. I was confused. He already said it, but why did he acted as an asshole first and now, he is normal again. Creepy. Is he on his period or what?
He turned around and climbed out of the window and left me back alone. I shook my head and sighed. I walked over to the window and closed it. I sat down on my bed and shook my head while scratching the chin of my cat, which finally walked inside and sat on my lap.
He climbed out of the window and stretched himself as he landed on the ground. Peter run to the old Hale house. "Is she alright?" Derek asked Peter as he heard him. "Yes" Peter said. "What do you think if we change her? She looks like she will take the bite easily" Peter suggested. "Yeah, that's right. I also thought about it" Derek nodded. "You need a pack, Derek. I don't think that the three teenagers are enough against the crowds of hunters that might came here to kill all of us. And I don't think we are going to leave beacon hills" Peter said and Derek nodded. "We need more than only her, we need more people" Derek said. "For the beginning is it okay. I mean you still have to train those brats" Peter said. "I should be going, training at the old subway station" Derek said and left Peter alone.
Hope you like it.
-Agnes-
