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Chapter 4

It wasn't long after that I just fell asleep right there on my bed in my clothes. The next morning was a little bit of a surprise. When I got out of the shower I found my dad up… dressed… in the kitchen. He had a cup of something. I'd guess coffee, but he was no stranger to alcohol and yes, even in the morning.

"Um, are you alright dad?" I asked him.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" he replied. He didn't look at me. He just stared into his cup. I didn't smell any alcohol so I'm guessing that it actually is coffee… guessing.

"Nothing, it's just you hadn't been up before I go to school usually." I explained to him. He didn't reply. He went and put the news on. I watched it from the kitchen. It wasn't long after that, that I was ready for school.

"I'm heading to school. I'll see you later." I told him as I grabbed my backpack. He hoisted himself up off the couch and turned to me.

"I'll drive yah." He told me and took another swig of his drink.

"Are you alright?" I asked again.

"I'm fine," he got a little loud, "What are doing ask me all these damn questions, don't yah have to get to school?" he told me.

"You just said that you're taking-"

"I know what I said! Go get in the car." He told me. I realized I was smiling. That was the most talking we've done in the past month. I hope I didn't waste my one chance of talking on him yelling at me. The one chance I get at conversation with him usually ends with him yelling anyway though. The ride there was quiet. He wasn't swerving across the road, but he had no problem passing people who were doing the speed limit. It wasn't long before we made it to the school.

"I'll see you later." I told him.

"Yeah, see you later." He told me. I barely got out of the truck before he zoomed away. I walked in to find coach walking around with a megaphone.

"Class starts in five minutes! Just because there is no power, don't expect there to be no school!" he told us through the megaphone.

"That's a triple negative coach," I turned to find the source of the witty voice. Stiles was at his locker. I went over to him, "Very impressive coach" he finished. As he pulled one of his books out he dropped his keys.

"Stiles what happened last night?" I asked him as he picked up his keys. He just stared at one of his keys.

"Where did you come from?" he mumbled to the key.

"Stiles," I waved my hand in front of his face and he looked at me, "Stiles, what happened last night?" I asked again. He looked around before he started talking.

"Well, we aren't exactly sure, but Kira isn't exactly normal." He told me.

"That's it?" I asked.

"Uh," he thought to himself, "Yup, pretty much." He told me as he closed his locker. He turned around to see Scott standing not far away. He was looking at, I turned, Kira. She saw him and instantly walked away. Scott tried to run after her, but Stiles grabbed him, "No, no! Stop it, Scott."

"What? I need to talk to her." Scott said not like he was mad, but he wanted to get to Kira.

"Don't you remember that someone left a coded message telling Barrow to kill her." Stiles told him.

"Which is why I need to talk to her" he told Stiles.

"Scott, no way. Until we figure out if she's just another psychotic monster I vote against any and all interaction." He told Scott.

"If I may, I don't know what happened last night, but I know that when I found out my sister had turned into a coyote and almost killed me I wanted to be left alone." I told them.

"Exactly!" Stiles exclaimed.

"But then I got over that rather quickly and being alone was scary because I was then avoided." I finished.

"Okay, not helping." Stiles quickly interrupted.

"But what if she's like me?" Scott asked.

"That girl absorbed twenty-one jigga-wats into her. She's not like you. Stiles turned back to his locker. Scott went to walk away, but I stopped him.

"If I were you, I'd help her realize that she too doesn't actually want to be avoided." I told him. He stood there for a second looking longingly down the hall and then with a quick nod he went on his way. I quickly realized that I had to get to gym. I followed Scott to the gymnasium and then into the locker room. I proceeded in getting changed. I heard Danny, whom I had talked to like once before, on the phone. Apparently he needed generators… no he needed generators to power something else… a black-light party? I had never heard of that. He slammed shut his locker and was then stopped by an unnerving familiar voice. At least I think it was. One of those evil twins was talking to him. Danny left shortly after and then I heard the one, the evil one. I believe his name is Aiden. Anyway, the other one, Ethan, liked Danny… wait… they wanted to be in Scott's pack?!

I finished getting changed and went to gym. The whole class I thought about what they meant by pack. Did Scott and them like jog together on track meets or something? The class ended and I changed back into my clothes. My last class I didn't even really pay attention. It went by fast. As I was walking out Danny stopped me.

"Wyatt, right?" he asked.

"Yeah-"

"Well, I'm having a party tonight. You should come." He told me.

"Oh, okay. Thanks," I replied, "But I thought you said you couldn't have it?"

"I found a place, but how did you-" oh woops.

"Well, thanks again. See you there." I told him.

"Wait!" he yelled to me and stopped me before I got too far away from him, "What's your phone number?" he asked.

"Why?" I questioned. He hesitated.

"Because I'm sending out a text blast about where it's at." He told me.

"Oh okay." I gave him my number and then was on my way. My dad was waiting for me. The drive home was short filled with silence like usual. I was just glad that I was finally getting involved.

I finished my homework and was all ready for the party. I put on my nice flannel and dark jeans. I never even heard about a black light party so I wasn't sure what to wear. I got the text message telling me where to go and what time. I called Lydia.

"Hey, Lydia!" I blurted like the smart guy I am. I coughed and lowered my voice, "Are you going to Danny's black light party?" I asked.

"Yeah. I guess you are too?" she asked back.

"Yup, I'll see you there." I told her.

"Wait, that's it?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"That's all you called for?" Oh! I had just realized this was a pretty lame call.

"Uh… what should I wear?" I asked. Great excuse.

"Don't worry, I've been to one of these before. Just wear a shirt you won't mind losing." She told me.

"Wait, wha-"

"See you there!" she told me and then hung up the phone.

I don't know what she meant by shirt-I-didn't-mind-losing, but I decided to lose the flannel and just wore some ordinary shirt. A flannel was too good to lose. It wasn't long before it was time to go.

"Dad, could I take the truck out tonight?" I asked real nicely.

"What? Why do you need the truck?" he asked.

"I'm going to a party."

"A party?"

"I know right, so could I please take the truck. The place is on the other side of town." I explained to him.

"But… you haven't even-"

"Please" I pleaded. He stood there and looked at me long and hard.

"Fine," I leaped up and down, "But if there is so much as a scratch on that truck-"

"There won't be! I love you! Bye!" I yelled to him as I grabbed the keys from the counter and ran out the door. I hopped in the truck and went over. I turned on the radio and my favorite artist was on, Lady Gaga. I jammed out just pumping myself up for my first party. Tonight was just too perfect. Nothing could make it bad.

I got there and there were cars parked all over the place. I could see bright lights coming out of the windows of the top floor. I'm guessing that's where the party was. Lydia's car pulled up next. I smiled at her as she got out of her car with her hair back in a pony tale. She looked cute. I knew it was risky, but I held out my hand for her.

"Are you ready?" I asked her. She looked at my hand for a moment and then took it.

"I think the question is are you ready?" she asked.

"I am now." I told her. We both smiled and walked in, up the elevator, and to the door. We pushed it open to find an ocean of jumping people covered in bright colors that glowed like highlighters. It took my ears a second to adjust to the loud volume. We walked in to where this lady was standing covered in florescent paintings. Lydia turned to me and yelled over the music.

"Do you like that shirt?" she asked.

"You told me to pick one I was okay with losing so…" I replied unsure of where this was going.

"Good. Take off your shirt." She told me. I blinked and turned my head at her.

"Wha-what?"

"Take off your shirt… go ahead take it off," I hesitated, but then pulled my shirt off. Lydia turned to the woman standing there, "Paint his body. Something fun and exotic." The woman nodded. Lydia smiled at me and then walked away.

"Wait, but…" I turned to the woman who already had commenced painting on my body. From the middle of my chest to my shoulders and a little down my arms she painted feathers that were mostly bright green. Then she painted on my face with bright yellow pain what I imagined to be some sort of beak. She did some fancying painting around my eyes and then she finished. I walked away bumping into others trying to find Lydia. I bumped into Danny who turned to me and smiled.

"Hey, wow… you look amazing." He yelled over the music.

"Thanks," I noticed the blue lines and crisscrosses all over his body, "You too."

"I'm so glad you could make it." He told me.

"Me too. Thanks again for inviting me." I told him.

"My pleasure." He told me and he just kept sorting of jumping with the music.

"Hey, have you seen Lydia?" I asked.

"No. Have you seen Ethan?" he asked me.

"No, sorry." I told him. He just shrugged and went back to dancing. I looked around and saw Scott and Kira. I wasn't much of a matchmaker, but I thought that they were cute together. I finally got out of the mob that was all dancing and saw Lydia… and Aiden. My smile melted away. He was shirtless, of course, and they were talking. He was smiling. I couldn't see her face, but it was probably the same. I turned back and returned to the mob of dancing people. I tried my best to just not think about it. I saw Stiles and some kiss and he was certainly happy about it. Then, someone grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. It was Lydia.

"You look great. Florescent green is really your color." She told me. I just couldn't believe her going from guy to guy.

"Oh, so you wanna play that game? Well, I can play it too." I grabbed the girl closest to me and kissed her. She was tense at first and then she eased into it. We broke from each other and she smiled at me. I let her go, but she hovered by. I think she was drunk… yeah she was, I could taste it now, ew. I looked back at Lydia. She was standing there with her mouth open in disgust.

"Um, okay." She yelled at me.

"Oh please, don't you think you're spreading yourself a little thin." I told her.

"Me?! What about you?!" she yelled.

"You know what, I don't need this! You've been toying with me, Lydia, and I'm done!" I told her. She just kind of stepped back and then walked away. I already regretted saying that. I mean it wasn't right for her to just go from guy to guy. I thought she liked me, like actually liked me, but no. Apparently I'm just another shirtless boy-toy of hers. The girl who I had kissed grabbed my face and kissed me again. I just slowly kind of pulled her off of me, and then I just made my way away from her. I tried to find Lydia. I know I had just messed up, but I had to get it out there. Then, I thought I heard her yell for Scott, and then she yelled it again. I kept looking around. Her calls were short, but filled with fear. I started calling out for her. I yelled Lydia after Lydia. I couldn't find her, but then I heard a short shriek. It came from outside of the room from a terrace that was directly outside I think. I ran to the door opened it and found Lydia lying on the floor. I ran to her side and picked up her head.

"Lydia! Lydia can you hear me?!" I asked.

"Aiden!" I heard a voice call. I turned to find Danny there. Aiden came flying out and went on the other side of Lydia.

"What did you do to her?!" he asked furiously.

"She's like ice," I told Danny as I held her, "Can you find someone's jacket or something." I asked him. He nodded and ran off.

"What did you do?!" he asked again more livid then before.

"Listen, I didn't do anything alright! I just found her like this!" I told him. He just stared at me angrily. I noticed her trying to speak. I looked to her.

"The-… they-the" she was chattering she was so cold. Danny came running back.

"I found a heating vent!" he yelled. I went to pick her up, but Aiden stopped me.

"You've done enough." He told me through clenched teeth his eyes were glowing. I didn't move my arm away so he could take her. I didn't care if I lost control on him knowing he was a werewolf. My eyes glowed right back at him and I growled. He didn't move back, but I could see the defeat in his eyes. I picked her up and followed Danny to the heating vent. I wrapped her in my arms and hugged her.

"The- they… they came out of the dark." She told us.

"Who?" Aiden asked, but before she could answer a crash came from where the DJ was. Aiden stood up and looked over.

"GET OUT!" Somebody yelled. It almost sounded like a roar. People started frantically running out of the room. I got Lydia to her feet.

"Get her out of here," Aiden said. He was focused on something, but I didn't wait around to find out what. I picked her up again and carried her out. I sat with her in the hallway. She just laid there shivering. I hugged her and rubbed her arms trying to warm her. I heard more crashes and roars come from the room, but I didn't budge. I just held her close. I could get use to this. Not the whole monster part, but I did love Lydia. Maybe… just maybe she could learn to like me too. I kissed her on the forehead. I saw her smile.

"I thought, I thought you-"

"Save it." She told me.

"Listen, Lydia, I was a jerk. I just see you with Aiden so much, but then you talk to me and-"

"Shhh," she put her finger to my lips and then kissed me, "You're forgiven." I smiled and she smiled back.