Oh my god! I feel so bad! It's been DAYS! I'm sorry for not uploading but I started school again and this time as a freshman which sucks! Anyways to caitlineeg86 thank you thank you so so much for your review! It really meant a lot to me! Also thank you to everyone whose stuck with this story! COOKIES FOR ALL!

Disclaimer: Teen Wolf isn't mine... Charlie? Now she's mine. Isaac? Wish he was mine but he ain't :(

Chapter 4: Werewolf

It was around six-thirty in the morning and I had to be in school. I was fully dressed in skinny jeans, a T-shirt that quoted Romeo and Juliet with 'Be sworn my love', black vans, some bracelets, and a grey beanie. I frantically looked through my dictionary for the word. It was the word I suspected fit today but wasn't sure. I smiled when I found it.

were·wolf noun \ˈwir-ˌwu̇lf, ˈwer-, ˈwər-\

1: a person transformed into a wolf or capable of assuming a wolf's form

I wasn't totally positive but that seemed most likely from my freak out the other night. Most likely? Oh my god, I was talking about werewolves here. How the hell was a supernatural creature most likely what Derek and my friends were?

I still had no idea what I was later during the day when I went to the lacrosse practice. I went there because it was were all of my suspects were: Isaac, Scott, and Stiles. Derek obviously wasn't there but I could deal with him later.

I spotted Scott sitting alone on the bench. I ran up to him. "Hey, Scott," I said.

"Hey, Charlie," He smiled. "What happened to you last night? You left with some guy?"

"You know who that guy is, Scott," I told him. "You know him very well, right?"

Scott turned serious. "Yeah, Derek Hale but do you know him, Charlie? That guy is bad news."

"What is he?" I asked.

Scott was about to say something when Stiles ran up to us. "I told coach you're switching with Danny for the day. Oh, hey Charlie."

I waved at Stiles but turned to Scott and demaned, "Are you going to tell me what's going on or not?"

"Wait," Stiles said, looking at Scott. "She knows?"

"No I don't!" I exclaimed.

"Hey!" Coach Finstock yelled, pointing at me. "Off the field!"

I ignored him and continued trying to talk to Scott and Stiles. They had some big plan that Stiles came up with but they wouldn't tell me what it was for. I was getting pissed now.

Finstock came up to me. "What's your name again?"

"Charlie English," I said.

"Oh right," He said. "You're in my econ and gym classes, right?"

I nodded.

"You've got straight A's in both of them?"

I nodded.

"If you wanna keep those A's," He said. "I suggest you get off my field and go flirt with someone who doesn't have a game tomorrow!"

"But Coach, I wasn't flirting!" I exclaimed but he just pointed at the bleachers behind Scott and Stiles. I sat by myself with my arms crossed.

"Charlie?" I heard Isaac's voice call my name.

I smiled and hopped off the bleachers to talk to him. He was all geared up for practice. There seemed something different about him like he was more confident. "Hey, Isaac." I said.

"Look," He rubbed the back of his night nervously. "I'm really sorry about what happened the other night."

"Don't be," I said. "It's cool. I got a ride home."

"But it was kind of-"

"Crappy for a best friend to do that?" I finished his sentence.

"Best friends, huh?" He asked.

"Sure," I shrugged. "I mean we like hanging out, right? I like hanging out with you."

"I like being with you too," Isaac replied.

"Then," I said. "Let's make it official. We are best friends, okay? And best friends don't keep secrets, right, Isaac?"

"Sure," He shrugged.

"Then what are you?" I asked.

He had a panicked look on his face like he'd been found out in some crime. That confirmed it for me. Isaac was a part of whatever Scott, Stiles, and Derek were.

"English! Back away from Lahey!" Finstock yelled at me before Isaac could get a word in.

"Damn it," I cursed under my breathe as Isaac went on the field and I sat on the bleachers again. I was so close. This was really eating me up inside and I wanted to know the secret so badly. It was partly because I liked to be in the loop and the other half was finding out who I was.

That's when I noticed Scott's odd behavior on the field. He would run straight out of the goal and tackle the person taking the next shot and... smell them? What the hell? I watched this happen one by one until Scott got to Isaac. Scott tackled him but something went down. They were talking.

That's when I noticed three police officers walking toward the field. The lacrosse team took a break as Isaac talked to the police officers. I snuck up behind Scott and Stiles to listen in.

"His father's dead," Scott said. "They think he was murdered."

"Well, did they say he was a suspect?" Stiles asked.

"I'm not sure," Scott said. "Why?"

"Because they can lock him in a holding cell for twenty-four hours." Stiles said.

"What? Like overnight?" Scott asked.

"During the full moon," Stiles said.

"What's so important about the full moon?" I asked them causing the two to jump.

"Jesus Christ! Charlie you scared the hell out of me," Stiles exclaimed.

I huffed, pulling both of the boys by their ears and pulling them to the side. They both cried and whined but I didn't care. I was pissed.

"What the hell?" Stiles yelled.

"I want both of you to tell me what the hell is going on?! Isaac's going to jail! My mom's having weird talks at night with my old babysitter! Scott's sniffing people!"

"It's hard to explain, Charlie," Scott said. "It's better you didn't know."

"Why is everybody treating me like a kid?" I screamed. "I can handle whatever you can dish out okay? I'm just..." I started to break down and cry. Again they weren't my tears. I was scared but it wasn't me. Whoever I was tuning into was scared. My hands were shaking.

"It's okay, Charlie," Scott held my shoulders. "Isaac's going to be fine."

"I don't know what's wrong with me..." I shook my head.

After an emotional morning, I went to chemistry without Isaac but with Scott and Stiles. I couldn't find anyone to sit next to so Stiles kindly introduced me to a kid at the back of the class.

"Charlie, this is Danny and he's gay," He blatantly said and left me to sit with Scott.

"Hi," I smiled.

"Hi," He said back with a smile.

It was kind of awkward but I just did my thing. Chemistry had this odd way of calming me. I thought it was because of how well I knew the material and enjoyed it.

Suddenly Stiles turned to our table and asked Danny, "Where's Jackson?"

"In the principal's office, talking to your dad," Danny replied.

"What? Why?" Stiles asked.

"Maybe because he lives across the street from Isaac?" Danny said.

Great, now Scott and Stiles had to get to the principal's office to find out what was going on. Then I'd have to follow them to keep in the loop. Their magical plan was to throw a paper ball at Harris's head and to not admit who did it. They quickly got to the principal's office.

"Mr. Harris?" I asked in my sweetest voice.

"What, Ms. English?" He asked, kind of still pissed from what Scott and Stiles had done earlier.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" I asked, batting my eyelashes.

"I have a medical bracelet," I flashed it. "You kind of have to let me, sir." I said, politely. It was a bracelet for my bipolar disorder and I usually didn't wear it but I was thankful I did today.

"Fine," Harris said, turning back to the board.

I ran out of the room as quickly but inconspicuously as I could. I remembered where the principal's office was when I went with my mom to get registered at the school. I also saw Scott and Stiles sitting there.

"Hey, guys," I said.

Stiles shushed me. Scott didn't say anything. He was listening to something. Probably Jackson and Stiles's dad talking. Suddenly Stiles's dad came out of the principal's office. Stiles frantically grabbed a magazine and put it over his face.

"Wow..." I rolled my eyes.

"Hi, Scott," Mr. Stilniski said, acting like Stiles wasn't there.

"You another one of my son's friends?" He asked me.

I nodded. "My name's Charlie." I smiled.

"Right," He said. "Nice to meet you, Charlie." He walked away with his officer buddy.

I left just before the principal could catch me sitting there. I actually went to the bathroom. I came out to see Lydia and Jackson arguing. Jackson said, "If I were you, I'd stay home tonight."

"Why?" Lydia asked, peeved.

"It's a full moon." He said as he walked away.

Okay, seriously. What was with this full moon crap? I really didn't want to believe my werewolf theory. Then I saw Scott running towards the front entrance and I decided to follow. He opened the door and I caught Isaac looking back at us... in the back of a police cruiser.

Scott still wasn't aware I was there when Derek pulled up in his Camaro. "Get in," He said.

"You're serious?" Scott asked, angrily. "You did that. That's your fault."

"I know that," Derek said. "Now get in the car and help me."

"I've got a better idea," Scott retorted. "I'm going to get a lawyer because a lawyer might actually have a chance of getting him out before the moon goes up."

"Not when they do a real search of the house," Derek said.

"What do you mean?" Scott asked.

"Whatever Jackson said to the cops," Derek said. "What's in the house is worst, a lot worst."

Scott went down the steps and into Derek's car. I followed behind.

"Charlie?" Derek asked. "What are you doing here?"

"Trying to figure all this out, Derek," I told him. "So I'm coming with you."

"Wait," Scott said. "You know each other?"

"He used to babysit me." I explained.

"You're human, Charlie," Derek said, ignoring Scott's comment. "You wouldn't survive with us."

"No I'm not human!" I said. "I heard you and Mom talking last night. Isaac's my friend, Derek, and I'm going with you. I'm not stupid I know you're going to break him out."

"So you've figured it out then?" Derek asked, already knowing the answer.

"You're werewolves." I said. "You, Isaac, and Scott. Not Stiles though, right?" I'd been slowing realizing everything fit into place with that theory. It felt weird to say it aloud.

"Yeah," Scott said. "How'd you know about Stiles?"

"He just doesn't seem the type, you know?" I replied. "Now I'm going with you." Without another word I hopped into the bad of Derek's car and he sped off.

Hope you guys liked it! I am so much happier that Charlie knows what's going down in Beacon Hills. I promise, promise, promise you'll find out next chapter what she is! I don't think it's really obvious! Anyways I love you guys and don't forget to review!

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