I'm not sure what exactly to do with my life, considering I just saw what I was looking for but am not happy with it.

"What are you doing to him? Are you killing him?" I ask because at first I'm worried. He's human, isn't he?

"Oh please, lighten up, kiddo. Don't get all ethical on me. He's just a dumb animal."

I CAN LITERALLY SEE THE SPARKS TRAVELING UP THE WIRE BUT I'M SUPPOSED TO BE JUST DANDY?! Seems easy. Kate has brought me into a dungeon like room and all that's here is a table, chair, and Derek Hale strapped to some kind of sex dungeon thing thats electrocuting him. It smells like must and I swear I can make out the scent

of burning skin.

Kate walks up to Derek and opens his mouth for me, "see these?" She shows me his fangs, "these are canines. They're made for the tearing of flesh. He's a predator."

Ok Jocelyn, you can't be scared. After my pep talk, I walk forward to get a better look.

"Not something you find on those cute leaf eating herbivores is it?" Kate's sarcasm is definitely not needed, this is already hard to handle.

"I don't get it, how is that possible?" I ask, crossing my arms and deciding I'm gonna be a big girl about this.

"They're all over the place. It's kind of funny."

"Wait, so it was him at the high school? How come he isn't fully a wolf?"

"There's actually three of them in this little town. Another young one, like him. Those are betas. Then there's the alpha. He leads the pack. He's bigger, stronger, nastier. Those are the real ugly ones. The one in the school."

He was pretty ugly. He was really ugly. Derek was ugly, too. He had the most amazing abs though. Love those.

Kate started leading me out of the room. I'm sorry but I find this extremely exciting considering that it's a fucking werewolf. My dad wasn't encouraging me to learn how to kill people for no reason! Pretty cool.

"When was my dad going to tell me? He prepares me my whole life and doesn't tell me."

"Your dad thinks Allison isn't ready; and she isn't. But you, you're ready, and he's looking at Allison, judging you the same way. Frankly, Allison is a frightened little girl. But you, you're strong. You've got natural talent."

Well thank you. "That's not fair," I say because Allison and I are polar opposites. My dad can't judge me based off of how Allison is. She worries about petty things.

"They also think you're going to abuse it. They don't trust that you're mature and practical. I know you're smart. You wanted to feel more powerful and here it is. Now's your chance."

"So I'm supposed to become a hunter? What do I do with this information?"

"Be a normal, beautiful teenage girl. Have fun. Just prepare yourself for the next part."

"What next part?"

"You're going to help me catch the second beta."

I'm elated. I have a purpose; I'm not just sitting here and playing with bows and knives for fun. I have to protect people from these monsters. I was raised a certain way and I'm finally finding out why. Who wouldn't be excited?

I went home and after a while of sitting in my car and thinking. The house was quiet and dark. I prayed Allison was up. From outside her door, there was a loud of noise of a keyboard clacking. The door was unlocked and I walked in without saying a word. Allison looked back for a second befor she stopped typing, "What's wrong?"

Words started to pour out of my mouth as I thoroughly explained what I had just saw. I gave every single detail but she doesn't understand or believe me. Why would I lie? She pisses me the fuck off. "This is why they didn't tell you anything. You can't handle it. You're weak." I get up off of the chair I'm sitting in.

Allison shakes her head, "That was the stupidest thing you've ever said. I can't believe just said that to your twin sister."

"I really just told you the truth. Hopefully you'll be smart enough to recognize that not everyone is an amazing person. I'm not lying."

Allison and I drove separate cars today. And we didn't talk this morning. I don't care. Kate was right about everything she said about Allison. Time away from Allison made me realize I have no friends so I just find the two idiots I always surround myself with.

I grab Stiles from behind and he jumps. They are looking at Allison from the corner. Like being creeps. "You two are weirdos. Scott, I don't know why you must be a creep."

"Um, I'm just-" he starts and I shake my head, "being creepy. It's okay. That bump outside my window was probably you last night."

He swallows and laughs sort of nervously. What?...ew. "Then you would know about the argument Allison and I got into. Now I have no friends. And now I have to go dress shopping with her and Lydia. My mom forces me to hang out with them half of the time."

Stiles and Scott keep giving each other looks. They're so rude. I don't like being ignored. I actually like being the center of attention. When it's good attention, anyway. "Fine, I guess I'll leave you two because you're obviously not interested in anything Jocelyn has to say. She can take a hint, don't worry."

I start walking away to save myself from any more embarrassment and Stiles yells, "Text you later."

I'm smiling until I heard Scott say, "I forgot to tell you that Jocelyn-" I got too far to listen to the rest considering he was whispering. I might as well not think twice about it because it isn't the first time I heard them talking about me. And it's never bad stuff, that's the crazy part. It's always the weird shit.

They are weird little shits.

Now I'm walking way ahead of Lydia and Allison because they are both annoying. She's my sister and sisters fight but I never expected her to completely disregard our whole family history. She's crazier than me.

So my dad gave me money and I'm pretty much going to go to the food court, eat and then with whatever's left buy some dress and I guess jewelry and whatever else I need. It's not even a prom, it's a winter formal. I'm doing my own hair and if I decide to I want to put on press on nails, then I will. That's just how J rolls.

I see Stiles and he's spraying himself with perfume. My judgment in boys continues to amaze me. I peek back to the other girls and wave buh-bye. Lydia makes a throwing up sign and Allison nods her head but doesn't look at me. Whatever!

"Smells good over here," I say when I reach him and he nods with this awkward smile.

"I really have to go dress shopping but we can always go eat. And then you can help me later," I propose with my devilish smirk and he nods his head. I grab his hand and drag him to the food court laughing.

Stiles keeps me busy the whole day, and I have to buy a dress last minute. For some reason, we are wearing short dresses for a winter formal and that's the first thing I don't understand and second I'm too skinny for my own good because I fit into a dress nobody else fit into. Stiles actually had good taste, he helped me pick out a dress and shoes.

Together we had narrowed the options down to an ivory lace 1/4 sleeve bacless dress and nude strap heels yet he reminded me it was fucking winter and there was no point in wearing it if I needed a cover up, so he went searching and brought back the most stunning dress.

Stiles and I wanted it both so bad, we snuck into the dressing room together and tried our hardest to make sure I fit in the last available size. Stiles even brought a whole new tie to match the navy blue color of the dress. It was a long sleeved, fully laced dress but what it made special was the beautiful floral design on the boat neckline. This was the first time I felt so sexy wearing something so conservative, it enjoyed it so much.

The last thing I bought with my fathers money was black strappy heels and a black clutch picked out by Stiles. I was starting to feel his shopping style and fashion sense was better than mine. He would make such a good boyfriend I think.

I honestly do like Stiles but I don't know when I'm going to move again and if my soon to come lifestyle will be able to work with him being my boyfriend.

I'm so terrible. I shouldn't be leading him on. Months ago I was banging my head on tables for him and now I'm wondering if I even want to be with him. Kate doesn't have anybody and she's obviously doing pretty well being a badass. Besides, what if Stiles is secretly a wolf? Nah, that could never happen.

That must be why Kate is alone, she can fall in love with someone but end up finding out they're exactly what she has to hunt. Do I want that? That's what it takes to be an Argent. Well, I don't really know much about this hunter thing anyway and I doubt I'm gonna go fall in love with a wolf. Especially if I like boys like Stiles. Well, I don't know.

Stiles jeep is not as good as my car but it's whatever. The whole ride we were cracking the most irrelevant jokes and being too silly for our own good. He's making me feel better because even though I just found something amazing out, my sister and I aren't talking, and Kate hasn't told me what I'm supposed to do with this new information.

"Do you believe in werewolves?" Stiles asks me. What? That's such a random question. Why does it matter and where did he pull that topic from? No, he can't be a werewolf.

"What a question. Not the type that would make me want to let you get to first base. You do want to get to first base, right?"

"Ummmm."

I laugh at how nervous he gets and roll my eyes. He's crazy. Not my crazy, but crazy like damn what is wrong with you I keep dropping hints and you don't even care. I don't even know if I like you and I'm wasting my time! All making me cuss. I didn't cuss. Shit. Ok, I cussed. Stiles is hot as hell. Literally opening my pants for him to get inside of them because why not?

"I believe in lots of things. It's crazy, really." I say with a shrug and look away. He's a total buzz kill. Now I want to think about wolves and the amazingness of it all. Not Stiles. I need to go home now.

the Weirdest thing a girl can do before her winter formal is kickbox and throw knives in a locked room while listening to rock music. But that's me. I was in there for two hours straight. Sweating and grunting. Finding ways to fit my knives on my leg so they wouldn't show with my dress. And every other piece of clothing. I've got to find my compression pants.

But before the prom I locked myself in the bathroom straightening my long hair and doing my makeup. I watched so many tutorials and did some crazy methods like putting tape on my eye. I looked hotter than normal. I wish I was Stiles so I can just see me and be lucky and in love.

We should've taken my car but no I'm in this crazy jeep. It's fine, though, all good. Stiles can't stop complimenting me and I'm feeling so good about myself. I'm loving everything about this night. The knives aren't even uncomfortable.

What is a winter formal?! We are all dressed in short, sleeveless dresses. At Least I have nice blue colors. Lydia was sitting down with Stiles' and I, just chilling. Eventually, though, she got up to find Jackson who I though was with Allison but I guess not anymore.

"Do you want to dance?" Stiles asks and I nod because hell yeah. Somehow, I lead him onto the floor and I lead him through the whole dance. Even after some big scene happens with Scott and the coach. It good to know my sister is having fun because even if I hate that bitch, I love her too.

"You know you have a really perfect nose," I whisper into Stiles' ear as we slow dance. I see his smile out the corner of my eye.

"Your eyebrows are perfect," he says with a small chuckle and I shake my head. He's ridiculous.

"You also have really perfect eyes, too. And lips," he continues and holy crap I'm melting.

"Then why...don't you kiss me?" I say and he moved his head so fast to look me in my eyes that I can't help but smile. He leans in and I close my eyes and lean in as well until I hear Scott whispering.

"Wait." I stop Stiles and then hush him so I can hear what he's talking about. He is saying my name and even Derek's name so anyone can see why this is peaking my interests. They aren't really finishing any sentences because they're cutting each other off, very suspicious.

Kate said something about a young 'beta'. I turn around fully as fast music plays, still ignoring Stiles who's asking what's wrong. Scott and Allison are kissing. What did Derek and I have to do with Allison and him kissing?. The way he was talking...

"Jocelyn, are you ok?"

"I don't know. I'll be right back," I start running and Stiles follows me. Once I get out the doors, I bump into Jackson who's crying or something. What the hell is up with him? Luckily for me, he gets Stiles attention and I can run outside. I need to breathe because all the stuff that's in my head is making sense, but not making sense. It can't be Scott.

"Have you seen Lydia?!" I turn and see none other than Stiles who looks worried as hell. I shake my head and he holds up his hands as if to say stay and then runs away. Stiles is weird too. He whispers my name and talks me with Scott. If Scott's a wolf, then he must be something, too. IF Scott's a wolf. I hope he isn't. Because...because doesn't that mean I might have to kill him? No.

That means I have to kill him.

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When I revise I don't revise thoroughly, only briefly. There will still be some choppy parts with a few mistakes becaus I don't catch everythin and I don't read the whole document because I get tired and I'm tryin to edit all of these chapters. 4:36pm 2/10/17