Hey, so this more of a filler chapter, which I apologize for because I promised there would be more werewolf action here on out, but it is coming soon! So, hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

Meg's POV:

That same day we found out about werewolves we learned another shocking fact.

"Oh, by the way," Derek smirked as he unlocked the door to the apartment after we drove back his burnt-down, old home. We had listened to part 2, of the supernatural wonders here at Beacon Hills that had blown my mind before Derek blew it again by saying: "This really isn't my apartment,"

Arden, going through the doorway first, dramatically stopped right in the middle of the entrance, blocking me off.

"What?!" we both asked, Arden's mouth literally hanging open as Derek laughed.

"Yeah- I'm just watching it for someone,"

"Who would that be?" I asked, when my answer came in the form of another voice.

"Derek," said the voice, and someone was appearing around the corner "Why's there bags in the guest room-"

Peter Hale, or as Arden and I call him, Uncle Peter, stopped in his tracks a surprised and confused expression on his face.

"Uncle Peter!" Arden exclaimed, happily running and jumping on him.

Uncle Peter laughed; hugging her back, but looked like he was trying to come up with a reason for why he came suddenly back from the dead, off the top of his head.

Derek watched them and said as Arden now had both feet back on the floor "They know,"

"Ah," he nodded, turning towards me and giving me a smile "Meg, why you look lovely,"

I smiled "thanks Uncle Peter, you look good too," we hugged.

"Yeah, especially since the last time we saw you, covered in third-degree burns," Arden added, making me hit her arm lightly. But apparnetly that didn't bother Uncle Peter because he just laughed.

"Well I probably look better now than I did then,"

"Eh," Arden joked, making Uncle Peter chuckle and her grin.

God, with those two together, they'll always be cracking jokes.

"So," Derek said, getting everyone's attention "Since I was looking after Peter's apartment for him while he was away-"

"-On official werewolf business right?" Arden joked and Peter playfully locked her in a head lock.

"Continue," Peter smiled at Derek as Arden shrieked at Peter to let her go.

"-so, since he's now back," Derek said "You guys have a choice: you can either stay here with Uncle Peter, or come live with me in my actual apartment,"

Arden stopped resisting Peter and he let her go.

"How big is your apartment?" Arden asked straightening out her clothes.

Derek shrugged "It has a staircase in it,"

Arden's eyes lit up as we exchanged looks.

"We're coming with you!"

Derek smirked at Uncle Peter as Uncle Peter shook his head and mumbled "Kids…"

So that's what we did for the rest of the day: We packed our stuff and drove over to Derek's really nice apartment.

From the looks of the building, it looked like it was once a factory, and was really cool on the inside with high ceilings, huge windows and visible wooden beams. Derek also wasn't lying when he said it had a staircase, but with a lack of furniture, that's literally all the apartment seemed to have.

But, it was more of Derek's style than Peter's apartment, and Arden and I both liked it.

So that was what we did for the rest of the day, we settled into our new home (and our separate bedrooms) and got ready for school the next day.

"Hey," Someone said beside me, startling me out of my thoughts as I was waiting for Scott and as I was watching Arden and Danny laugh from their spot on the hood of Danny's car.

It was Lydia.

"Hi," I said, "How are you?"

She seemed surprised that I asked that, like it some abnormal thing to do.

"I'm…Good," she said, and then asked me "How are you?"

"I'm good thanks," I smiled, making her smile slightly.

"So, Allison and I know that you have a study hall second period, Scott told me" Lydia explained when I opened my mouth.

"And we were just wondering if you would like to join us in the library,"

"Sure…" I said feeling a little surprised that Lydia asked me to hang out. Even though I've been here for less than twenty-four hours, I could still tell that she was a pretty big deal around here. So was Scott, Stiles and Danny apparently from what Danny told me yesterday in English about their lacrosse team.

Lydia beamed "Great! See you then Meg,"

"See you," I said as Lydia turned to leave, but not before I noticed the skin on her left wrist.

"Whoa, what happened?" I asked her before she walked away, pointing at the bruise.

Lydia looked at me, like she was debating whether to answer, and then finally shrugged, saying "Some weird girl came up to Allison and me yesterday and where Scott was and she gave us the bruise."

"Does Scott know her?"

Lydia shook her head "I don't think so,"

I raised a brow, confused.

Why would someone, nobody knows, be looking for Scott?

Speaking of Scott, I saw him and Stiles hop out Stiles jeep, having an intense conversation as they made their way towards the school.

"Well, I better go find Allison," Lydia said "But see you,"

I nodded, still in deep thought "Yeah, see you there."

Lydia turned, her adorable high heels clicking as she walked away.

Man, that girl had some great shoes.

"Hey," Scott said, a goofy grin appearing on his face and then held up my satchel "As Stiles promised, here's your bag,"

I smiled "Thanks Scott," I put my bag over my shoulder "how's your arm?"

"It's good, still a little sore," he joked, referring to last night when he wolfed out while getting a-get this: a tattoo.

Apparently, Scott had always wanted to get a tattoo and going to a tattoo parlour and getting one done doesn't really work for werewolves, so they have to burn their skin with fire to actually leave a mark.

Derek, when he got his done, quoted that it "hurt like a bitch".

"I really like it though," he grinned, then, almost kind of cautiously he added "Want to see it?"

I nodded, and Scott shrugged his arm out of his shirt to show two thick, black lines circling his bicep.

Before I could think of what I was doing, I was running a finger on one of the lines, feeling the skin beneath me turn into goose bumps.

Seriously Meg: what are you doing?

"Thanks for checking up on me yesterday…" Scott said softly "Even though I was like….. Yeah," he blushed slightly as I giggled at his awkwardness.

I stopped and looked up at him, noticing he looked nervously at me for my reaction. Making me feel a rush of emotions, thinking that he thought I saw him as a freak now, when in truth, I thought he was far from it.

"No problem, it was scarier for me, seeing you in pain than seeing you in wolf form," I answered honestly, making that adorable smirk of his shine though.

Then, we heard Arden shriek, and we both turned around to see that Stiles had joined her and Danny as he was now running around with Arden slung on his shoulder.

I looked back at Scott and realized then how close we were standing.

"Stiles… he's something alright," I said, making Scott chuckle

"Yeah, he is," Scott checked his phone "We should probably head in, class is going to start soon," I nodded in agreement as we walked towards the front doors, he held one open for me as we carried on our way to English.