Author's Note:
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Basically, what I'm saying is...
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I just wanted to make this clear and stated.
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Annabelles POV.
I take my blonde bangs in one hand while the other hand holds an almost large sized clear hair clip. I pull my bangs back and secure them there as I glance down at my outfit for today. Running into Derek last night.. twice.. had made me think about him almost non-stop. And its very annoying.
I sigh and put a layer of black eyeliner around my light brown, almost hazel, eyes. Next, I look for my lipgloss in the cabinet but find that its not there. I close the plain white cabinet and frantically look around for my favorite lip gloss container, from under the sink to the bathtub, behind the toilet, in the bathroom closet, under the clean towels, and still nothing! Its not here!
"Damnit to Hale. Its in his car." I say pinching the bridge of my nose as I realize it must have slipped from my pocket on the way home. I sigh and quickly locate my chapstick and stick it in my pocket before giving myself a quick glance over in the full-body mirror in my new 'room'.
I nod and grab my black framed glasses and put them on, the world suddenly becoming clear instead of blurry. If only they worked on life instead of just my sight... I shake my head a bit to get the thoughts out temporarily before I walk out of my room, shut it, lock it, and walk down the stairs and into the kitchen where my mom smiles at me. I smile back and see my dad reading the newspaper while drinking coffee. He looks up and nods.
"Good Morning Annabelle." My dad says. I sigh. Here it comes. "Didnt I tell you not to run off, and to keep up?" Argent says while folding the paper and leaning forward to talk in a quieter tone that holds a lot of authority. I look at him and nod once. "And what did you do, Annabelle?" He asks. I look down and sigh.
"I lagged behind and walked home." I lie. Well.. only half way. I hear my mom gasp.
"Annabelle, you know whats out there, what if you got hurt?" My mom asks in a worried, quiet tone. I just look at the table.
"Annabelle, I know you dont like hunting yet, but its a family business. No matter what, you're going to be a part of it whether you like it or not. Your scent has been given to this world and theres no taking it back until you die. Theres no running, and theres no hiding. I'm trying to teach you how to protect yourself. Now, I'm not saying you dont know how, I'm just trying to help you perfect it. Soon, you'll have to be helping me train Allison, too. Then you'll have a friend to talk with about this." Argent finishes in a quiet tone as Allison is heard coming down the stairs. We all look up at her as she enters with a cheery 'Good morning'
"I get to drive, I get to drive, I'm driving!" Allison sings as she starts the car and begins backing up. I cant help but to laugh with her as she continues her song in a higher pitched voice. Soon, we're both laughing too much to sing. I sigh and look at her. She seems so happy... but if falls almost instantly as she glances at me.
"Do you think Scott hates me?" She asks quietly, insecurity almost becoming visible through her voice. I shake my head.
"No. I think he might have gotten sick or maybe scared. I dont think he hates you." I say reassuring her. She nods.
"He just got scared?" Allison asks, almost trying to convice herself. I nod.
"I think he didnt realize how much he liked you until last night and then he did realize and he got scared and did what all guys are great at.. running away." I say. Allison nods a bit happier.
"Thanks. You always know what to say." She says happily while nodding, but then glances at me. "How do you always know what to say, NaNa?" Allison asks, using my childhood nickname she gave me. I shrug.
"LeeLee, Trust me sweetheart, I've been there. I've done that. I have the mind of like a fourty year old!" I say dramatically as we both laugh again. The rest of the ride was spent chatting about classes and boys.
"Hey.. um, NaNa, did you say you had a class with Stiles?" Allison asks. I nod. "Hes Scott's best friend." Allison says with a pouty look.
"You want me to see if he said anything to Stiles?" I ask, knowingly. Allison smiles bashfully and nods muttering out a 'please.' I sigh and nod. "Ok. I'll see you later, LeeLee." I say as we hug before we walk off to class.
I walk through the door and see Stiles isnt there yet. I sigh, hoping I dont have to sit alone. I throw my backpack ungracefully on the table top and sit in my seat as the warning bell rings. The teacher begins closing the door but Stiles jumps in before it closes, just as the tardy bell rings. He walks over to our table and smiles at me as I giggle while he high fives my outstretched hand before he sits down next to me.
"I was kind of worried you werent going to make it." I whisper to him as he unzips his backpack and gets out his notebooks and pencil. He shakes his head.
"Nah, I wouldnt leave ya hanging like that!" He says with an adorable smile. Derek, you may have some competition... But hes so young!... Ugh, morales!
"I have a feeling you would." I say. He shakes his head.
"Not on your second day, I wouldnt." He says. I nod and flash him a smile before ripping out a peice of paper from my notebook and writing on it. I pass it to Stiles and he opens it and reads it, writes back and passes it back as Class starts. We make this a routine all through class before finally ending the written conversation 5 minutes before class.
"Class, you have the last 5 minutes of class to talk quietly to those around you." The teacher says before looking directly at Stiles. "Quietly to those around or near you, Mr. Stilinski." He says as the class snickers. He walks back to his desk and gives Stiles one final look before turning to his computer.
"I thought I saw you at that Party." Stiles says casually. I look at him and smirk. He studies my smirk and almost mirrors it.
"I'm suprised you saw anyone but Lydia." I say her name quietly to him so no one around us can hear. Stiles immediatly blushes and I giggle. "I saw you watching her all night, you little stalker perv." I say and he puts his hands up.
"So I admire a very pretty girl at a party and I'm suddenly a stalker perv?" He asks with a playful tone to his voice, a tone that completely mirrors mine. I smile and nod.
"You are when you stare and drool over her all night." I say. He looks at me and nods slightly and looks at the desk before his attention is turned to the note we were writing. He suddenly grasps it and quickly writes a cell phone number on it before handing it to me. I look at it, then him.
"Its mine, in case you ever wanna hang out and talk about.." Stiles glances around quickly before leaning in and whispering, "Werewolves." He says and leans back. I nod and grab his hand and write in purple glitter pen my cell number and my name. He looks at it almost as if it insulted him.
"Purple Glitter." He states. I giggle.
"Very manly on you." I say and his head snaps up from his hand and slightly glares.
"You did that on purpose.. didnt you?" He asks. I shrug. He nods. "Alright. Now your a borderline enemy. I'll be watching you, Annie." He says as the bell rings and we leave our seats and walk out the door, waving to one another as we head to our separate classes. I rush to my locker. luckily only a few down from Allison's. I smile at her as I open my locker, but I see that things have been moved around, and on top of a neat stack of books is my missing lip gloss and a small handwritten note. I glance at Allison as I see her slowly taking out her Jacket... didnt she leave that at the party.. or.. in Dereks car where I left my lip gloss.. I pick it up and it reads:
Another thing left in my car...
I look at it and almost glare with my mouth slightly open. How the hell did Derek get into my locker, and why did he just have to move my things around? He would always freaking mess with my things when I had them just the way I wanted them. I swear to God.. I flip the note over.
Old habits die hard, ha ha.
"Derek, You ass..."I say as I quickly try to straighten my locker back to its normal state. "I hope you can hear me, I swear to God Derek, I'm.. you piss me off so fucking bad, you freakin douchebag." I say as I slam my locker and begin locking it back and I pause. I sigh, knowing what I must say. "Thankyou for my lip gloss back. Even though i dont trust it now." I say as I begin walking to my class, looking down every hallway almost hoping to spot Derek standing somewhere. I saw him no where, and arrived at my second and last class of the day. I almost laugh out loud thinking of how derek left the note. Its almost like how we would play when we were younger. Before we had to have secret meetings. The memories flood my mind as I remember the pictures I had taken. The ones that are still hidden. The ones that were taken not too long ago. Only a few years.. maybe two.. or three. I think I was 16 when we took them. He must have been 19 or 20.. we were so happy.. just to get to see each other for a few hours. Even laura was there sometimes! I miss her so badly.. I wonder where she is... If Derek's here.. alone.. where is she?
I was a bit zoned out for the entire class, thinking.. wondering.. remembering.. The bell ringing startled me and my heart beat quickened but started returning to normal when I walked out into the hallway. I put my text book away in my locker, happy to find it the way it was when I left it after I cleaned it up. I get my mp3 player, connector cord, my shoulder bag that holds my drawings which are really pages I printed off and put in a folder, pencils, pens, and pepper spray. And maybe some brass knuckles, but hey, its not like you know they're there! I close my locker and turn around, spotting Allison and rushing towards her.
"Hey, LeeLee, didnt you leave your jacket at that party?" I ask her as I spot her carrying it. She nods and glances at it.
"Yeah. I dont know who put it in my locker though. It must have been Lydia or somebody.. At least I got it back though." She says with a light shrug and smile. I smile back and nod.
"Did you get a note or anything saying who left it?" I ask. Allison shakes her head and turns and smiles as Scott walks up to her. He smiles and they kiss and I fake gag, earning myself a playful light push from Allison.
"Hey um.." Scott begins but looks to Allisons Jacket and gets a confused look on his face. "You left that.. at the party.." He begins and Allison nods slowly.
"Yeah but somebody put it in my locker." She says with a slight smile. I nod at him.
"Yeah, somebody put my lip gloss in my locker too. But I dont think I'm going to use it because some people are here you cant really trust because they're mean and hateful and wanna mess up your personal space every chance they get and then run away from every single problem they have with you and refuse to even grow up a-" I stop when I realize I'm talking loudly and looking around in almost every direction. I glance between the couple and clear my throat and shrug slightly.
"You know how people are... you cant trust em... and just in case some people are still around you know they should like hear.. um.. Well Ally, I gotta go so I'll see you after school." I say and salute scott as I walk away. I go through the double doors and consider walking to Derek's old home.. but I decide against it only because I yet again had to get a call from Kate. What does this woman want from me?
"Yes, Kate?" I sigh. She chuckles.
"Aw, cant you act a bit happier to hear from me? Never mind, I heard that you have a rogue wolf problem in that little town yet again." She states. I shrug and nod.
"I guess. Why?" I ask.
"Well I was just calling to see if you had seen any sign of your ex lover there?" She asks. My god, again with him?
"Why do you always ask about him? You've called me twice and both times you've talked about him. He isnt here!" I say, frustrated as I look at the tree line, desperatly wanting to go through it and get lost in the forest.. or go to Dereks and ask about-
"What about his bitch sister?" Kate asks. I pause, completely freezing mid-step as I go into a standing position.
"She isnt here either. Neither of them are. Don't you get it? You ran them away from their home like they were some little worthless animal!" I say, defending my best friend. Kate laughs.
"Sweetie, they are worthless animals! They're dangerous, and very entertaining to hunt down and kill." Kate says. I say nothing. She sighs. "Alright, look. Remember everything that happened.. everything that was said.. everything your little friends did, or didnt do.. and then choose whose side your on and who you want to protect." Kate says. I sigh.
"I cant trust either side." I say. She laughs.
"Which side would be more likely to claw you to death? Or kill you simply because of your last name? And which side would protect you unconditionally?" Kate asks. I think about it.. I sigh and shake my head as I begin to walk towards the forest again.
"I dont want to be a hunter. I dont want to kill people-" I get cut off.
"Honey, they're not people! They're monsters. Dumb animals who have too much strength for their own good." Kate says with a bit of disgust in her voice.
"They're people to me. They're just kind of diffrent." I say. Kate chuckles.
"Sweetie, you are so naive, I'd mistake you for Allison!" Kate says. I bite my lip.
"Yeah, well Allison knows right from wrong." I state as I enter the forest. Kate sighs.
"Look, sweetie, like I said before, I know it hurts, but hunting is in your blood. You cant escape it, you can only embrace it. Me and your father is only trying to help you realize that. We know that they cant be trusted. Now listen, I have to go take care of a dog, but I'll text you later, ok?" Kate asks. I sigh and nod.
"Ok." I say, deciding not to fight.
"Alright. Bye sweetie." She says. I nod.
"Bye Kate." I say and hang up and put the phone in my pocket as I continue walking farther into the forest until I cant see anything but forest all around me. I get the feeling of someone watching me again.. just like at the party. I look around, hoping to spot Derek somewhere playing a trick on me. I dont see him anywhere, so I take a few more steps but stop as soon as I hear a twig break in the distance. And then I notice that its completely silent. I know if it is Derek, that he can hear my heart beating faster. But if it isnt derek.. if it is whoever my dad is hunting.. I'm freakin screwed. I take a few more steps, but I hear another twig break. I freeze and look in the direction of the sound and listen.. only to feel a presence behind me... and someone.. or something.. breathing down on my lightly.
Then Kates words echo in my head.
Which side would be more likely to claw you to death? Or kill you simply because of your last name? And which side would protect you unconditionally
Which side would claw you to death?
I feel the sheer terror dominate my body as my heart beat quickens even more. I struggle to keep my breathing normal.
Which side would kill you, simply because of your last name? Because of your family?
The breath is calm, normal.. and it doesnt move away from me. My stomach knots up and I know it can hear my heartbeat and smell my fear. I think about running, but the thought doesnt get fully processed as it graps my arm and spins me around to face it as I scream at the top of my lungs...
Cliffhanger! :D