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lovelylouspus: I think that is a very good idea, so next chapter, would you mind if I used it? Because I didn't really know how to introduce Eve back to Scott when they got back to Beacon Hills, but when I saw your suggestion, I thought, oh! I know! I already have the reunion of Stiles and Eve sorted, it was just Scott and Eve. Thank you;)
Here's chapter seven. Have fun reading;)
Chapter seven:
(Three years later)
Eve frowned when she saw the cake in front of her. Her fourteenth birthday. Great! Expect she was turning an age she really didn't want to be. She wanted to be nineteen, like Derek, or hell, even twenty-one like Laura. But she couldn't because she was just turning fourteen, and being fourteen and a werewolf sucked.
She didn't really expect anything big; maybe a lie-in in bed, and then she open her little presents, and maybe Derek and Laura make her breakfast or something. That was what she really expected when she came down in the morning at half eleven. So she was right so far about the 'Eve's birthday plans'.
But the list of 'Eve's birthday plans' went out of the window as soon as Derek and Laura jumped out of the kitchen with a chocolate cake, and fourteen candles burning brightly, though they were all very quick to blow them out. Derek had actually cracked a little smile when Eve had blown out the candles, and wished for something.
Then she had opened her presents. Like she said, she really wasn't expecting much. Derek and Laura weren't really earning that much money, but enough to keep them afloat, so she wasn't really expecting the phone that was wrapped up securely. Laura had smiled when Eve tried to hand it back to them, telling them to spend it on something they wanted it instead of giving it to her.
"Eve, it's yours," Laura said. "Just like the cake."
And that was how Eve had the cake underneath her nose while she stared at her new phone. What was she supposed to do now? Rose had told her to go round hers after her brother and sister had said happy birthday, but could she be bothered? She didn't want to see anyone, besides Laura and Derek. But Rose…enough, Eve, she thought to herself, you will see Rose later on, when you want to.
Derek came in and ruffled her hair, before sauntering to get the milk out of the fridge. He went to the cupboard and got two glasses out—one for him and one for her—and then he poured the milk without spilling so much as a drop. Then he handed the newly turned fourteen year old her milk and sat down opposite her, sipping his milk carefully.
"How does it feel to be fourteen?" Derek asked her casually.
She shrugged. "By the end of this school year, I'm moving up to high school. How crap does that sound, huh?"
"It gets better, don't worry," Derek said. "I'll look out for you."
"Derek, you've left high school," Eve pointed out. "How are you supposed to look after me? I'm going to be just fine. I'm a werewolf."
Derek glared at her. "And you know not to flash your eyes or let your nails grow in front of other students or people that don't know what you are. So if someone hassles you, tell me and I'll deal with them. I have more self control then you do."
Eve huffed and stood up. "I'm going round Rose's later. She told me to, so."
Derek sighed as she walked out. Of course, she's now a teenager and now processing womanly things like Laura. Great, Derek thought, all alone in this.
Hell, he would rather have Eve's annoying friends, Stiles and Scott, living with him now, because they won't be so snappy like his now very womanly sisters. Great, he was going to have so much fun with Eve. She was just as snappy without this on top.
"Laura, I'm not kidding," Derek said. "She's been really moopey all day. She even asked me if she could take some painkillers because her stomach hurt so much, that she nearly just turned. Does this mean we're going to have to her back from school every time she's like…?"
"What, you can't say it?" Laura asked him teasingly. "Well, anyway, we can't keep her back every time this happens, otherwise she'll be missing a lot of school. We'll just have to teach her how to control it when she's not on. I don't think I could explain me having no arm to people. I know for a fact my arm would not survive it."
Derek nearly smiled. Nearly. "Well, let's just stay clear of her this week. Maybe she'll learn how to control it or come to us when she realises something's up."
Eve stormed in through the front door and slammed it shut, kicking her shoes off so they hit the walls and bounced off and then walked into the kitchen angrily, grabbing a glass from the cupboard, and filling it up with water. She gulped it back angrily and then looked at her siblings, who were staring at her in awe.
"What are you looking at?" She snapped coldly. "Ugh, don't even answer that. I'm going to my room."
When Eve was out of hearing range, Laura looked at Derek who looked right back at her.
"Let's defiantly stay clear of her," Laura said.
Derek looked off after Eve before nodding. "Agreed."
Eve stared at her wall angrily. She didn't know why she was so angry, even, since Rose wasn't in and had plans, but somehow she started to turn right on the street. But she had controlled it and had stormed angrily all the way home. Something was seriously wrong with her, and she had a feeling that Derek and Laura knew.
They both ignored her the next day when she came down the stairs with a glare fixed on her face. And when she sat at the table, they had both cleared away pretty quickly afterwards. It made her even angrier. So, since it was a Sunday and she had nothing to do, she put on her tracksuit bottoms and a white vest with trainers and told Laura and Derek she was going for a run. Or, more like snapped it at them.
Processing her thoughts. That was what the run was for. Eve always ran when she was trying to process her thoughts or something like that. today, she ran father then she ever had. She had to think of what was wrong with her. Her mom had said something about periods in the future, but hadn't gone into great detail because Eve was only nine/ten at that point and not ready to start the process to womanhood.
So what was a period? Eve would have to take matters into her own hands and go find out for herself at the library, since Derek would never let her use his laptop to search something about girls. And she really didn't want to ask him and explain to him why she was wanting to use it anyway.
When she returned from her run, the house was empty. Well, the downstairs was empty. She could hear Laura's heartbeat and footsteps in the bathroom, and Derek's heartbeat was towards the backend of the house upstairs. She huffed and threw her shoes in the downstairs cupboard, before taking off into the kitchen to get some cola.
She heard footsteps on the stairs, but didn't look up to see who it was. She wasn't really bothered, so long as it was either her brother or her sister and not some strange person in her house.
Knowing that it was Derek when his scent entered the room, she turned quickly to greet him with a small smile. It was a fake smile, but a smile nonetheless. It seemed to relax him slightly as he gathered a sandwich together. Eve just left to go up to her room, quickly darting past him before he could ask any questions.
She quickly knocked on the bathroom, and when she heard the swish of water, she found out that Laura was now in the bath, and not just running it. Meaning she'll have to come back later in order to find out why everything was making her so angry or emotional.
But before she could leave, the door opened to reveal Laura, looking out. When she saw Eve she relaxed a little, and took her by the arm, dragging her into the bathroom.
"What's up, Eve?" Laura asked her.
"Well, Laura, something's wrong with, uh, me, and, I, uh, don't know, like, what it is," Eve said nervously. "I think, uh, it might be, uh, you know, uh, that, uh, womanly, uh, thing."
"The Menstrual Cycle?" Laura asked her, smiling.
"I, uh, think so," Eve said. "Can you help me please, Laur? I'm angry all the time and I don't like it. I want to be not angry and bubbly all the time. Please, Laura, please! Help me!"
Laura took her by the shoulders and shook her. "Shake out of this, you can do this! I will help you get through this, you just have to snap out of this nervous attitude and help me help you!"
Eve thought for a moment before smiling, real this time. "Let's get to it."
Eve smiled as she walked happily through the hallway of high school, ignoring the looks from the boys she was getting. She didn't really like the male attention, and neither did Rose. And neither did Rose's boyfriend, Sam. Sam and Rose had become a couple at the end of 7th grade, and now they were coming along nicely.
"Hey," Rose said to Eve as her and Sam caught up with her. "I'm sorry I was out on Saturday, it was just that my aunt was having us for dinner and I forgot, I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Eve smiled, in control of herself. "Really. I wasn't really up to doing anything anyway. I'm fourteen. Woo."
Sam chuckled. "You know, turning fourteen is great."
"Well, it's just not sixteen, is it?" Eve asked. "I just want to be sixteen so at least I'll be considered to do things with my brother and sister, and I can drive myself places…"
"Obviously," Rose said, "you'll be driving me around because I will not pass my test on the first try, where as you will. So then, you'll be driving me around and so will Sam."
"Do you think we have any say in this?" Eve asked Sam.
"You know Rose, probably not," Sam said.
Eve and Sam chuckled as Rose frowned at them.
Eve made her way home on foot, instead of taking the bus today. She felt as if she needed some fresh air. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, seeing that she had a text from Rose that read, 'Just texting you because you is on your own, loser ;) x'
Eve smiled and quickly replied, 'Don't need your sympathy, bitch, just make out with your boyfriend ;) x'. Rose was probably the only other person that Eve texts apart from Laura, Derek, and Sam. Usually, since Sam was in her chemestiry class, the texts would be about home work or something, and on the odd occasion, he would ask if they wanted to get together to watch a movie or something, away from Rose's excessive talking.
Eve and Sam felt nothing romantic for one another though. It was like her and Stiles' relationship back home. Sam kind of reminded her of Stiles, the talkative, huggable, adorable buzz cut kid with golden brown eyes and the loopy smile. And then there was Scott…sigh.
Eve knew that now, Scott was probably covered in spots and had braces and had bushy eyebrows that were a no-no, but it still didn't put her off the picture that was him as a ten year old – perfect skin, perfect eyes, perfect hair…perfect everything. Even though Eve had been away since she was ten, so four years ago, she knew that she still had a crush on Scott, but she just didn't know how.
Her phone buzzed. It was Laura. 'Hey, stressy, everything okay now? :P'. She clicked her tongue before reply, 'Yeah, nothing happened. Very happy today;)' and then she pocketed the phone, and sped up to get home on time for dinner. Laura felt the need to cook it early. And very early.
Derek was sat at the table when she got in, and she smiled at him, before setting her bag down and taking her shoes off. Laura greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, knowing that it probably took a lot of self-control not to get angry with everyone at school today.
"Hey," Derek said. "Nothing happen at school today?"
"No," She fakely snapped. Laura's face fell. "Haha! Joking! Gotcha! Gosh, Laura, take a chill pill."
Laura hit her on the back of the head. "Any homework?"
"No," She said, lying.
"Get it out and do it now," Laura demanded. "Now, Eve, go!"
"Fine!" Eve said, angrily. She walked out, but walked back in smiling. "This is never going to get old! I'm so good at this acting thing." She grabbed her bag and left.
Derek glanced at Laura. "I blame you."
"For what?" Laura asked.
"For her turning out like…" Derek trailed off to think of the right word. "That." Excellent.
Laura just hit him on the back of the head as well.
Eve smiled, happily. Life was as good as it could get.
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