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The McCall Twin

Chapter Ten – The Tell Pt. 2

After making my quick getaway from Derek- Yeah, I know your first question 'Who would want to get away from Derek?' But my love looked stressed, so I decided to make it easy on him. I was going to talk to Lydia. I mean come on guys; the faster I talk to Lydia the faster I can go see Sexy! Like my alternate motive? Yeah, me too.

So turns out Stiles was already going to see Lydia, so I tagged along with him (he minded, I didn't). Soon enough, Stiles pulled up to Lydia's and stopped the car, but he didn't move at all. I looked at him, but he just sat there looking at the house like he was magically going to appear by the front door. He is so pussy-whipped. I guess I'm doggy-whipped. ZINGER.

I sighed, "Stiles."

Nothing. He didn't even acknowledge he heard me. I don't think he's even breathing either.

I grew frustrated. I need to see my Derek. You know even though I just saw him like not even an hour ago. Hey, I was in need of sexiness! My mirror is exhausted of always looking at me. Props to yours truly!

I took a quick breath before shouting, "STILES!"

Yeah, that got his attention.

Stiles jumped back in his seat and held his hands up like he was some Karate dude. He even let out some sort of war cry. He turned to me, breathing hard and I pulled a Mom (raised eyebrows). We stared at each other for a while, not saying anything.

I blew my bangs back and said, "Alright, young grasshopper, you ready to go in?"

Stiles put both his hands together as if he were praying and bowed his head. "Let's do it, Miyagi."

"Well played."

"I thought so."

"Yup."

"Hey, Em?"

"Mm?"

"Maybe we should get out the car because I think Lydia's mom is staring at us through the window like we're molesters or serial killers."

"Only time I kill cereal is during breakfast, ohhh!"

"Do you ever think before you talk?"

"Do you ever think at all?"

"Ugh, Derek's rubbing off on you." Not the way I want him to, he-he.

"GASP, you really mean it?"

Stiles rolled his eyes before getting out of the car.

"Wait Stiles, are you serious?" You know… maybe I should get out of the car before talking to him; just a thought.

I jumped out of the car and raced towards Stiles, who was already at the front door. I stumbled a bit as I reached him and he retorted with, "Smooth, McCall."

"What can I say? I'm like a baby's bottom."

"More like a baby's intellect."

"Ah, you're a baby!"

"Forget I said that. The baby would clearly be smarter than you."

"Wow, that's awfully mean for someone," I gave Stiles a pointed look. "-to say to another someone," I struck a pose. "-that was going to hook them up with someone that lives in this house." I pointed my face and gestured to the house. Then I stood straight with my arms crossed. "Just saying."

"…"

"I take your silence as a win. Thank you for playing the Em game. Come back to lose again."

The glare I got in return was so joyous.

All of a sudden, the door opened. Stiles must've knocked before I got here. It was Lydia's mom.

"Hello, can I help you with anything?" She asked politely.

"Hi, I'm Stiles and this is Emily; we're friends of Lydia's," Stiles started.

Time for acting skills to kick in.

I pulled a sad face and finished softly, "We heard what happened yesterday and we've got so worried when she didn't come into school today."

Psh, worried? Shoot, I hadn't even noticed she was gone… maybe because I don't have classes with her… but wait how did she fix Ally's locker then? I can't believe I didn't realize it before… Lydia's a freakin' wizard!

Her mom smiled at us. "Oh well, she's fine. Would you like to see her?" Bada-boom, bada-bing!

Stiles and I answered simultaneously, "Yes, please."

"Come in," She gestured us inside and we walked in. "Follow me, she's in her room." We were making our way upstairs to Lydia's room when Mrs. Martin spoke, "You know you two are cute together, talking at the same time and finishing each other's sentences. Really cute couple." Noooooooooo! Why, God, why?

"Oh, uh, we're not-," Stiles started, but stopped as Mrs. Martin said, "Here we are. Just a second." She peered into her daughter's room whilst I turned to Stiles.

"Why does everyone think we're together?" His voice matched mine to the T. "Stop that." Yeah, it didn't work. "See, this is why everyone thinks we have something going on- grr!" We glared at each other before turning back to Mrs. Martin.

"Honey, there's a Stiles and Emily here to see you." Mrs. Martin said walking into Lydia's room.

Lydia was lying on her bed and said, "What the hell is a Stiles?" Ouch, that's gotta sting.

Mrs. Martin chuckled and looked at us apologetically. "Uh, she took a little something to ease her nerves. You two could go in."

We walked in and said in unison. "Thanks." We gave each other death glares while Mrs. Martin walked away with a smile directed to us on her face.

Lydia turned to us with her hand on her hip and said, "What're you guys doing here?"

"I-," I nudged him with my elbow and he sighed, "We were just making sure you were ok."

Lydia made a noise then began licking her lips all weirdly. But hey, who am I to judge? You do yo thing, Martin! "Why?" She asked then gestured for us to sit down on her bed.

I complied quickly whilst Stiles stumbled a bit before actually sitting on the bed. Aw, he's so nervous around her. I'm not with my Sexy. No, we're long past that stage in our relationship. We'll be dry humping soon just like Scotty and Ally. Hey, has anyone seen those two? Eh, I'll just shrug.

Stiles spoke. "Because I was worried about you, Lydia." Now I'm not usually girly, but AW! "How you feeling?" I'm good- oh wait, not me.

Then if I stepped into another dimension, Lydia grabbed Stiles' arm and rubbed it. Then she sat up much closer to him. My senses are going off that I should not be in here or I should invite Derek. I know my mind is disgusting, do not fear me!

"Well, I feel… fantastic," breathed Lydia as she was right in front of Stiles' face. It must be his lucky day.

Stiles chuckled kind of nervously and smacked his fist on his leg softly. I had to give it to him. I mean if Derek and I were in this situation… well, let's just say clothes would be discarded and I'll let your imagination roam about all the nice, clean fun we would have. Fix those adjectives with something more appropriate. Grin.

"Oh," Stiles exclaimed reaching over to Lydia's small table and grabbing the pills she was taking. Oh, oh, she has a giraffe! Aw, it's so cute! I wonder if Derek likes giraffes. Aw, he could glare them to sleep! "Oh my- I bet you can't say, uh, 'I saw Suzy sitting in a shoeshine shop' ten times fast."

I grinned. "I love the alliteration Stiles!"

Lydia pulled my Mom and tried to say it, but she failed. "I shaw Shuzy," She started but stopped then started again, moving closer to Stiles. "I shaw-," FAILURE. I can do it better- I saw Suzy shitting in a shoeshine shop. See, I got this! Oh wait…

Stiles set the pills back on her table and sat back.

I looked at Lydia and noticed her zoning out to nothing. How do I know she was zoning? Well, what do you think I do in Mr. Harris' class? There's a reason I have a teacher's conference today and it's not just my good looks.

"I saw…" She said and I could feel the playfulness went bye-bye.

Stiles and I gave each other a look before I asked, "Saw what, Lydia?"

"Something…" She's just full of words today.

Stiles smacked his lips. "Something like…? Like a mountain lion?"

Lydia nodded slightly. "A mountain lion."

"Are you sure it was a mountain lion?" I asked moving closer to her. "Or it that what everybody else said it was?"

"A mountain lion," She said, dazed.

Stiles glanced at me and I gave him a raised eyebrow. Stiles nodded and leaned forward to grab the cute little giraffe. "Ok, what's this?"

"A g-," Stiles covered my mouth then said. "Not you, short bus." I huffed before turning to Lydia.

She looked at it. "A mountain lion." Girl is either higher than Rapunzel or she needs to go back to Kindergarten. Huh, she should know since she stole MY animal crackers! You know as retribution I should take the giraffe for my own and I shall name him Chester!

"Ok," Stiles said glancing at me then he put Chester back on the table. "You're so drunk."

Then Lydia gave a light groan before dropping her head on Stiles' leg. A little close for comfort if you know what I'm saying. Stiles obviously felt the same as he made a struggling noise. Oh, he knows he likes it. I pretty sure Derek would like it if I did that to him. Gosh, my mind is really bad. Me gusta.

He looked at me for assistance, but I just shook my head at him with a grin on my face. He mouthed, 'You're evil.' I nodded at him as if I was saying I know. Stiles glared at me. He must not want it to go like this. Shame. If it were Derek and I- OH YEAH. I rolled my eyes before pulling Lydia off him. In return, she cuddled up next to me.

Stiles jumped off the bed and moved as far away as possible. He stood trying to catch his breath. It must be hard (think badly) for him to be in here with both Lydia and my lovely self; his poor soul.

"Emily," I looked down as Lydia cooed my name. "Your skin is so soft," To prove her point she nestled her face on my arm. "And-and your name is so nice. Emily. Em-ill-eee. So pretty." She whispered at me then giggled. Wow, she must be really messed up. I mean she's actually complimenting me. I usually get 'That's the shirt you're wearing?' or 'That's how you go out in public?' Those are her hidden compliments, I like to think.

"I like this new Lydia," I said hugging her back. "Can we keep her?"

Stiles nodded, fully recovered. "Oh yeah, let me just go get a leash- Are you crazy?" Uck, he's back.

"Don't act like you don't want her," I retorted and was happy at the silence I received.

Stiles shook his head with his hands on his hips. "Well, we're gonna go. Uh, let you get to the whole post-traumatic stress thing." By this point, Stiles had grabbed me and pulled me out the door. While Lydia just went back to her normal position, staring at nothing.

Stiles almost the door closed when Lydia said, "Stay."

Those were like words from God to Stiles.

He made me proud as he opened the door quickly and walked in, but then he did the one thing you never do. He shut the door on me! What a grade A douche-r! Grr, Stiles, grr! Now there are TWO traitors in there, fantastic! Now I could open the door seeing as he didn't lock it, but I didn't want to be a cock-block. This could be his only chance. See how thoughtful I am? Now can I get laid?

I growled and brought my head to hear through the door. I was successful.

"Me? You want me to stay?" The traitor spoke.

The other traitor made a sound of approval. "Mm, yes please. Stay." Oh, it's getting kinky in there. "Please Jackson." And you drop the bomb on me, baby!

"And," drawled Stiles. "We're done here."

"Ha!" I said before laughing silently.

"Shut up Emily," Stiles said through the door but I continued to giggle endlessly. "Do you want me to get that for you?" He must have been talking to Lydia.

I was leaning against the door when it was ripped open. I almost fell but Stiles, expecting that, caught me.

"Thanks lose-," I stopped at the shocked look and widened eyes on his face. "Stiles, what's wrong? Did you kill her?" Hey, you never know.

"No, shit brain, look," He held up a phone and I saw a figure with red eyes. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped as I put two and two together; it was the Alpha.

"That is not a mountain lion." Could you blame me? A little shocked here.

"Nope."

"We need to tell Scott." More like YOU need to tell Scott while I need to tell Derek.

"Yup."

"We should go."

"After you."

"Ok."

"Emily?"

"Yeah?"

"Put the giraffe back."

"Damn all."

-X-

Here I am standing in front of Derek's house.

How did I get here? Well after convincing Stiles to let me come here- trust me, it was not easy. He was firmly against it until I blackmailed him with embarrassing stuff from like freshmen year. Yeah, he finally agreed but, man oh man, did I pull out heavy artillery. It was weird though. I first told him I would try to convince Lydia to talk with him, but he said no. Guess he cares more than he lets on. Oh that Stilinski.

I sighed softly as those horny butterflies went to work then began walking closer to the house. I walked up the steps as quietly as I could then opened the door. I wanted to surprise Sexy. Luckily, it wasn't one of those doors. You know the ones that creak and make scary noises. I hate those doors. They always creep you out or ruin a good time.

I sauntered in and felt myself stop in shock. There, with no shirt on, was Derek. He was doing pull ups and every time a muscle popped out (which was all the time) I felt my legs giving out. Wow, he's like a God. My very own Adonis. Damn, he's so hot. Is this foreshadowing, or what? Yesterday, I said I was going to see him exercise and today I'm getting hot watching him work out. God, he's great.

"Enjoying the show?"

I was pulled out of my thoughts as he fell the floor and began doing pushups. How did he know I was here? Ah who cares just as long as he doesn't stop exercising. Yum. At a complete loss for words, I nodded really fast.

"Werewolf got your tongue?" Werewolf got my everything.

I almost melted on the spot. He's so hot.

Suddenly, he stopped and turned around to the door. I went to look, but he lunged and grabbed me. I felt myself being pulled, but he was so fast I couldn't see where. I was dizzy as my back leaned against something. I looked up and felt my heart skip a beat. Derek was right in front of me with his body pressed against mine. He looked at me and made a sign to be quiet. I nodded like the good little girl I am. Yeah right, you've seen my thoughts.

I couldn't help but be extremely excited with this, but something didn't feel right at all. This wasn't normal Derek. He didn't do this every time we saw each other. Though I wish he did.

Suddenly, a noise came from the other room and a voice sounded, "No one home." Intruders!

"Oh, he's here." It was a girl this time and she sounded a little too cocky. "He's just not feeling particularly hospitable." Who is this chick?

Another voice spoke. "Maybe he's out burying a bone in the backyard." LAME. My jokes are better!

"Really?" The chick said. "A dog joke? We go in there and that's the best you got?" Yeah, I'm with her on that one. Disrespectful, man. "If you wanna provoke him say something like, 'Too bad your sister bit it before she had her first litter.'" What a bitch.

I looked at Derek, but he wasn't facing me.

The bitch continued. "Too bad she howled like a bitch when we cut her in half!" Let me rephrase that; what a dick.

Suddenly, I heard a growl. I looked at Derek and saw his werewolf face. He looked at me before attacking one of the guys that walked near us. I went to move, but he pushed me against the wall and growled. Guess that was his way of telling me to stay here while he went to go fight. Either way it was really hot.

I heard loud crashes and growls. Oh, I really wanted to see what was happening. But you know what they say, 'Curiosity killed the cat.' But cats' got nine lives, I'm out. I quickly walked where Derek had went and saw the guy Sexy had attacked on the floor unconscious.

I stopped as I heard the chick's voice. "Wow, this one grew up in all the right places. I don't know whether to kill it or lick it."

"How about beat it bitch?" I covered my hands over my mouth as the words left.

I didn't mean to say it aloud! Damn, my jealous ass! Crap, I can't fight especially if it's these damn werewolf hunters. If they could kick werewolf ass then they would mutilate mine. Oh sweet Jesus, I'm dead! No more bickering with Stiles! No more embarrassing Scott! No more Mom and daughter time! No more getting in trouble with Padre Stilinski! No more laughing with Ally! No more owning Jackson! No more being verbally abused by Lydia! No more detentions with Mr. Harris! No more fighting crime with Byron! And worst of all, NO MORE SEXY DEREK! Waah!

"Ooh, who's that?" The chick cooed condescendingly. "A girlfriend? Where are you, sweetheart?"

I ducked lower behind the staircase.

"Oh, I'll come after you when I get through with your boyfriend." Then I heard what sounded like when you drop something electric into water. Then there was a crash. "Oh," She laughed. "9,000 volts. You never were good with electricity, were you?" Derek didn't say anything. Oh please be ok, Sexy! "A fire, which is why I'm going to let you in on a little secret and well maybe we can help each other out."

Now she negotiates! You know even though she's a huge bitch, you can't help but wanna like her. I mean beat first, ask questions later. My kind of way.

"Yes, your sister was severed into pieces and used as bait to try to catch you. Unpleasant and frankly a little too Texas Chainsaw Massacre for my taste." Funny, she struck me as the bloody Saw movies type. "But quite firm. Now here's the part that might really kick you in the balls." This chick has a set of balls, let me tell you. "We didn't kill her." Lady with balls say what? "You think I'm lying?" I sure as hell do.

"W-Wouldn't be the first time." Derek's voice shook and I wondered what she did to him.

"Tsk, sweetie," The chick stated. "Why don't you just listen to my heart and tell me if I am, k?" Listen to your heart? I wasn't sure she had one. INNER BURN CHICK!"We…didn't…kill…your…sister. You hear that? There's no blips or upticks. Just the steady beat of the cold, hard truth. "

It was silent for a second before she spoke again. I think she likes to hear her own voice. "Found bite marks on your sister's body, Derek. What do you think did that? A mountain lion?" She must be spending time with Lydia. "Why aren't we helping each other out? Might as well admit at what you've been guessing all along, which is the Alpha killed your sister. And all you have to do is tell us who he is and we'll take care of it for you. Problem solved, everyone goes home happy." Yup, she's a real saint.

Then it was quiet and I held my breath.

"Unless you don't know who he is either." She chuckled. "Well guess you just became totally useless." I didn't like the sound of that. Then I heard gunshots. Or that.

I closed my eyes as I heard footsteps. I felt myself being picked up and carried extremely fast. I opened my eyes and saw Derek holding me bridal style while running deeper into the woods. He slowed as we came to a stop. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Derek looked at me before setting me down. I looked at him as he kept staring at me.

I chuckled breathlessly, trying to ease the tension, "Good workout, huh?"

"Why did you come here?" And straight to the point.

"To tell you about Lydia," I answered, looking down. I felt like a little kid being scolded.

Derek sighed exasperatingly. "I told you to call me."

"Didn't appeal to me at the moment," I retorted.

Sexy growled and my mind went straight the gutter. No, I thought, focus McCall!

"So, who was that? A hunter?" I inquired as I followed him when he began walking.

He shook his head. "No, an old friend of the family."

I smiled at the back of his head then somehow my eyes made it down to his gorgeous ass. What? How did that happen?

I spoke up, "I was sure she was going to kill me."

"What gave you that conclusion? Was it calling her a bitch? Or her saying she would come for you after she was done with me?" He asked sarcastically as he walked.

"A little of both really," I answered, skipping towards him.

"It was a rhetorical question," He said through gritted teeth.

"Oh," I said then thought about something the chick said. "What did she mean when she said 'listen to my heart?'"

He sighed angrily but replied, "When a human lies their heartbeat jumps. Basically you can hear when someone is lying."

I nodded. "That's a cool werewolf trick."

He didn't say anything, but continued walking fast.

"Um hey, Derek?" I said quietly. I know, me quiet? Unheard of.

He turned around and snapped, "What?"

It didn't faze me. "Are you ok?"

This caught him off-guard. "What?"

"She didn't hurt you a lot, did she?" I asked looking at his yummy green eyes.

He raised an eyebrow and replied stiffly, "I'm fine."

I beamed at him. "Good." I need you up and ready when we get it on, babe.

He gave me an unreadable look before walking away.

I stared at his ass, but looked up when his voice called out, "You coming or you just going to stand there?"

"Coming, Smexy," I grinned staring at his tattooed back.

He didn't say anything, but little did I know that the tiniest half smile appeared on his face.

-X-

I walked through the hallway of my lame school, heading for Mr. Harris class.

Sexy ended up driving me over here after my mom texted me to meet her at the school. See we went back to his house and the hunters had left. So he grabbed a shirt, which I hated so much. Then he got his sexy car and we were out. While we were driving, I told him about the Alpha picture Stiles had found on Lydia's phone. And you wanna know what he said? He said in his full of sex voice, 'Guess you're not completely hopeless.' Awesome huh? I'm growing on him!

I opened the door to my Chemistry teacher's room and was met with Mommy, Mr. Harris, and two empty seats. Huh, where was Scott?

"Emily," Mom said. "Scott's not with you?"

I shook my head. "Haven't seen twin all day."

Mom frowned. "Let me call him one more time."

As Mom called Scott, I sat down and grinned at Mr. Harris. "Hey Adrian, how's your night?"

"Ms. McCall, please do not call me by my first name and it would be better if I could go home already." He answered dully.

"Oh, I see. Keeping our professional acts for the curly-haired birth giver, got you." I said gesturing to Mom behind my hand.

He shook his head then turned to Mom. "Why don't we get started?"

Mom smiled. "Sure."

"We'll start with Scott first." I'm not going to lie. I zoned out completely during Scott's except when Mom raised her voice. You better believe I was cheering her on. But then I started playing with my nails and thinking of Derek who was so sexy today. He was amazing. Like always. Ah, me gusta.

"And now for Emily." I looked up at the sound of my name and grinned.

"Emily is a hard worker," Yup, tell it like it is, Adrian. "But she's lazy." What?

My face must've been beyond shocked because Mom chuckled at me then asked. "What do you mean?"

"She can do the work. I've seen it in her other classes. It's just that she gets lazy or sidetracked and doesn't focus." Mr. Liar explained. I do to focus! "I don't blame her completely for not focusing because she does have help with that. Mr. Stilinski is her class and they are constantly chatting."

I smiled sheepishly as Mom gave me the 'Mom' look.

"Well," Mom inquired. "Why don't you separate them?"

Mr. Liar nodded. "I have- thirteen times."

Mom gave me a sharp look.

"I have no clue what he's talking about!"

I was ignored.

"You see, Emily sits right there," He pointed to my desk. "Whilst Mr. Stilinski sits over there." He pointed all the way across the room to Stiles' desk. "Yet they constantly talk and disrupt my class."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Harris," apologized Mom. "Emily and I will have a talk on the ride home." She gave me a look that made me shiver.

"Yes well you can also help her actually do her work. She can do it, but she just needs that little push to actually get her motivated." Though Mr. Liar lied a lot, I couldn't help but think he could have said that so much meaner and he didn't. Thanks Adrian!

The conference was soon over after that. I was glad to be out of there and I was even happier when Mom didn't immediately chew down on me. Ha chew, reminds me to get Scott a chew toy for his (our) birthday. Anyway, as I was saying, Mom was so pissed at Scott for not showing that she didn't even care about my conference. All she kept doing was calling Scott and leaving him pissed off messages. So, of course, I started doing it as well, but mine were more making fun of him. He was in trouble, ha-ha.

"Emily," I turned to my mom. "Are those Allison's parents?" She pointed to a couple. I saw Daddy Argent and a woman with short dark, red hair. That must be Ally's mom. I nodded. "I'm going to ask if Allison is missing as well."

"Ok, I'm going to keep making fun- I mean calling Scott." I smiled innocently and she shook her heard and mouthed 'Behave.' Always, mommy, always.

"You're in so much trouble it's not even funny. It's freakin' hilarious! Mom is going to kick your ass and I'll let her use Byron. Say goodbye to your life and car, twin! I'll say hello to the car 'cause we know your ass ain't gonna have it anymore. Tell me, twin, how does it feel knowing your life will end early? Ha, I'm just saying I hope you got to third base with Ally because you are in a shit load of trouble and I doubt Mom will let you out ever again. Guess you're in the dog house with a tight leash, huh Scrappy Doo?" See, my jokes are so much funnier that the guy from earlier! I continued clowning on Scott's voicemail then I turned to see whose door slammed. It was Scott and Ally. "Ok, well I'm looking at you, so I'm gonna make fun of you in person now. Love you!"

I hung up and made myself over to them before Mom and Ally's parents could get there. I grinned deviously. "You know you're both dead right?"

They both gave me exasperated looks. I continued to smile.

Then Mom came. DUN-DUN-DUN!

"Where exactly have you been?" She asked Scott angrily.

Scott answered. "Nowhere, Mom."

I snorted and twin glared at me.

"Nowhere meaning not at school?" Mom retorted. Lay it down!

Scott muttered, "Kinda."

Ally stood up. "It's not his fault. It was my birthday and we were j-," She was cut off by -DUN-DUN-DUN- Daddy Argent as he and his wife approached us. "Allison, in the car."

Then, out of nowhere, there was a scream.

Scott and I glanced at each other before looking around. People were running around trying to get into their cars and they looked like they were running away from something. They were going crazy. People were pulling out and honking for others to get out of their way. Shoot, if they were honking at me- well, d'you remember the last time people honked at me? Yeah.

Remember 'curiosity killed the cat'? Yeah well now this cat has eight lives. I began walking around to see if I could see what it was. I heard a low growl behind me and I turned around fast only to see nothing. Did the Alpha really come to parent teacher conferences? Stupid setting, I'm just saying.

I saw Mom across the street. She was calling and gesturing me to go to her. I began walking to her when another growl stopped me. I turned around and again saw nothing. I shook my head and began walking more. If it was the Alpha, I couldn't stop it. I'm not going to chase it and do something I know I can't do then either wait to be killed or saved miraculously by someone. I'm no Bella Swan. 'Cause if I was I would have already made out with Derek (the werewolf) and I have yet to experience that.

I guess my thoughts got me caught up because my head shot up fast as my name was called. I looked to Mom and saw her trying to get towards me. I suddenly felt something bright gleam in my eyes. I looked to the source and saw a car that was inches away from hitting me. Now I'm really gonna die.

I closed my eyes as I waited for the impact, but I felt nothing. I opened my eyes and saw a guy holding me and we were nowhere near the cars. He saved me…? Who is this kid?

"Are you alright?" He asked me as he let me go.

I nodded, a little woozy.

"Emily!" I heard Mom call.

"I have to go," He muttered before running off.

"Wait, what's your name? I wanna say... Mitch?" But it was too late; the dude was long gone and I didn't even thank that home slice for saving a sister.

"Emily, thank God," Mom said holding my face then she hugged me.

I hugged her back, still trying to figure who that guy was. This is great! I can finally break out in song! I'll sing the song 'Who's that guy?' from Grease 2. It will be perfect!

I jumped as I heard two gunshots.

Ok maybe when there isn't a psycho Alpha in the school parking lot.

Mom and I looked to where a crowd was standing around something. Mom threw her arm over my shoulders and began guiding us to the crowd. Yes, Mommy is just as curious as me! Thank Jesus, she decided because I think this kitty is down to seven lives. Need to save those because I have a feeling I'll need them more.

We finally made it to what everyone was staring at. It was a body lying there on the street. It wasn't the Alpha though; it was a mountain lion.

Where's Lydia when I need her?

A/N: Any ideas who the mystery guy is? Take a guess and tell me what you think - 20 reviews. If you didn't read the ATTENTION thing at the top, go read it now! It's important.

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