Love On A Full Moon
Sorry I took so long, but I'm back! I hope to update this faster next week. Anyway, Thank you for telling me about your favorite scary movies. I want to think a bit more about mine before I tell you, so you'll probably know at the end of the chapter.
I want to thank Lycan Lover 411, halos, samjake, PC 608, erica001, FAILNINJA, .Slowlyx.X, Paige and lenie954 for reviewing last chapter. And I want to thank everyone who gave birthday wishes awhile ago. I didn't forget about you.
[Disclaimer: I borrowed TW for the sake of my entertainment.]
Chapter 12: Heart Monitor part II
I waited for my brother and Scott to get out of economics after I endured the boredom of art class. Yep, Beacon Hills high school did not have a normal hippie art teacher to teach their art classes. We ended up with an art critic that actually makes us do work. Lucky me.
"All right," I heard Stiles say, when I met up with them in the hall. "Allison brings Scott back. When we were at the game, he heard Allison scream and he got his head back."
"But with Allison, it's not always true because literally every time I'm kissing or touching her-," I cut him off.
"Spare the details, Scott!" I sported my famous disgusted face.
"No,That's not the same. When you do that you're just another hormonal teenager thinking about sex, you know?" My brother told him.
"Yep, totally normal for your age." I added. I scowled seeing the large grin on his face, "Ew, your thinking about sex now." I moved over to the other side of my brother.
Scott nodded smiling, unashamed of scarring his best friend. "Yeah, sorry."
Stiles shook it off. "That's fine. Look, back in the classroom when she was holding your hand, that was different, ok? I don't think she makes you weak. I think she actually gives you control."
"Kind of like an anchor," Stiles finished.
"Profound." I commented, with a nod.
We came to a stop in the hallway when Scott spoke, "You mean because I love her."
Scottie say what?
"Exactly," agreed Stiles, completely unfazed by what Scott said. I was completely shocked, yet happy.
"Did I just say that?" Scott asked shocked.
I nodded, wiping a fake tear. "Yes, as I said before, you're a man now." I hugged him. "I'm so proud."
Scott smiled widely, "I love her."
"Say it again!" I encouraged.
"I love her!" Scott shouted, close to twin's ear.
Stiles winced, "Not so loud!"
"Ignore the haters!" I nougied (A/N: Is that the spelling?) my brother. "You're in love."
"I am." He confirmed with a Scottie smile.
"And that's beautiful. Now before you go off and write a sonnet, can we figure this out please-," Stiles said, again trying to gain the attention of my lovesick friend.
It was barely any use. Scott just stood there with that goofy smile and dazed look on his face. He such a cutie, I wanna pinch his cheeks!
Stiles wasn't having it. "-because you obviously can't be around her all the time!" I don't get why Stiles is unaffected by Scottie's new epiphany, he used to cry during Lady and the Tramp.
Scott finally snapped out of it. "Oh yeah, yeah. Yeah, sorry." He answers the question, "So what do I do?"
Stiles sighed then rubbed his hand down his mouth and nose. "I don't know… yet." Then he started to spin around in circles, much like he does when he has a stupid idea.
"I don't like this." I whispered to Scott.
"Me, neither." Scott replied, before addressing my brother. Scott realized it, too. "Oh no, you're getting an idea, aren't you?""
"Yeah," Stiles nodded.
"Is this idea gonna get me in trouble?"
He nodded again, "Maybe."
"Oh, I think you've lost your mind again."
"Is this idea gonna cause me physical pain?"
"Yeah, definitely. Come on." He grabbed Scottie and I followed in curiosity.
As we wandered through the parking lot. "What are we doing?"
I looked up and saw this nice, black truck. Stiles stopped us and approached Scott. "Ok, stand right here. Do you have your keys?"
"Perfect," Stiles said before grabbing twin's hand to position the keys for whatever his idea was. "Hold them up like so." One key was pointed up in Scott's hand.
Stiles continued after he glanced at some guys that were behind us. "Now whatever happens, just think of Allison." I grinned, this had better be good.
"Anyways, try to find her voice like you did at the game. Got it?" Scott, looking really confused and slightly dumb, ha, as per usual, nodded.
"Ok," Stiles nodded glancing back at the guys again. Then he grabbed twin's wrist and made it higher. "Ok just keep holding it right there."
My phone started to ring, when I looked at the caller I.D. I was seriously surprised. I hadn't heard from this girl in ages!
"Hey, stranger!" I greeted.
"Nothing much. I just called to see how you're doing." She sounded different, but maybe because I've never heard how she sounded on the phone before.
I scoffed, "Tell me what's really wrong, Seph. You wouldn't call me for nothing."
"A lot's happened in this past couple of months, and I just needed some advice." My heart went out to her.
"Is it a guy? Because the way you talk up the hot guys in Mystic Falls, I would think it was." I commented.
"Yeah, it's a guy. The most frustrating guy I ever met." She grumbled.
"Tell me about him."
"He's a lot like you, with an addition of being a narcissist. And his name's Damon." She told me.
"Okay, so he's hot, sarcastic, sorta badass, know-it-all, stubborn, caring, sweet, and a narcissist. Hmm, I like it. What's the problem?" I asked her.
"On the other hand, he's impulsive. He did something -I can't tell you what- and it seriously hurt me. But he's sorry." She sighs sadly on the other line. "What can I do?
"Well, I would suggest coming here in the summer for some R&R. We need some fresh meat like you around. Maybe it could teach him a lesson, but for now-" I saw Scottie getting beat up by a bunch of wasters, "Gotta go kick some ass. Call you back!"
I hung up, and rushed to the fight, "What the hell?" I yelled to my brother, who was telling me to stay away. I got the attention of the leader, "What do you want? You his girlfriend?"
"No, I'm your worst nightmare, bitch." And, I punched him as hard as I could, further injuring my sprained knuckles.
Luckily, Harrison showed up. Gladly too, because it would've been a bitch to fight them all. "Stop! Stop it right now!" Mr. Harris ran up to Scott, successfully shooing away the three guys, who were in turn dragging their K.O.'d friend. As Harrison looked at me he asked, "What do you idiots think you're doing?"
"I was helping." I defended proudly.
"She was being stupid." My bro corrected, possibly glaring at me from the back of my head. Funny he feels that way when he started it.
"This was completely idiotic."
I rolled my eyes, "Save the lecture, I'll except my detention."
"Good. I'm glad we're on the same page." He glanced at the fools behind me, "They can join you."
I smiled fakely. "Lovely."
I'll tell you one thing, this man loves to give detention. Honestly, I think it's because the man is lonely. Or because he enjoys the company of Ellie Stilinski.
Scott sighed as he looked at Mr. Harris then he said, "Excuse me, sir."
Mr. Harris looked up.
"Uh, I know its detention and all, but I'm supposed to be at work and I don't want to get fired," explained Scott.
Mr. Harris didn't say anything, but that we know that man well enough to tell what his answer was. Scott sighed frustratingly. "You knew I would heal." Scott said looking over me to Stiles.
Stiles didn't falter. "Yup."
"So you did that to help me learn?" I resisted the urge to say 'duh'.
"Yup." My bro loves that word.
"But partially punish me." Scott said finally piecing everything together.
Stiles began rubbing his hands together in interest. "Yeah. Well, that one's obvious."
"Dude, you're my best friend, and I can't have you being angry with me." Scott said.
I gasped, "I thought I was your best friend!"
"You know what I mean, Ellie. You're my girl best friend."
"I can accept that." I nodded.
My twin rolled his eyes at me, "I'm not angry anymore. Look, you have something, Scott. Okay? Whether you want it or not, you can do things that nobody else can do. So that means you don't have a choice anymore. It means you have to do something."
I looked up, rolling my eyes, and saw Mr. Harris giving them looks. I smiled sweetly at him in response. Scott finally choose this as the moment to look at Stiles again. "I know. And I will."
I guess Mr. Harris felt the same because not a second later he said, "All right, all of you, out of here."
"But we love you so much!" I smiled brightly.
Harrison sighed, "Just get out, Ms. Stilinski."
I saluted him, "Yes, boss." And we finally got to leave.
Okay, so Scottie and Derek want us to do what? I got up from my very important long distance call, to accompany my twin and Scott to the school. Why, do you ask? Because we need to figure out this alpha thing.
"Scott, you do know that this was a dumb idea right?" I asked him. And I thought that that was twin's job.
"Yeah, I know."
"Are we still going to do said dumb idea?" I prodded.
"You have any better ideas?"
I shrugged, "Well, none on the spot."
"Okay, then." Scott's snippy tonight.
"Well, personally I'm a fan of ignoring a problem until eventually it just goes away." Stiles said moving his hands as he said the last part.
Scott replied with, "Just make sure we can get inside." Stiles sighed and opened the window of our Jeep, searching for something.
I turned when I heard the sexy purr of a camaro's engine and saw lights. Ah, Derek's here. "He's here." Scott is captain of the obvious.
"Yeah, I sort of noticed the sexy car."
"Where's my boss?" Scott asked him.
Raising his eyebrows, Derek answered casually, "He's in the back." We all looked to see good ole' Deaton in the back, tied up with duct tape in his mouth.
"We kidnap vets now?" I commented, earning a look from Derek. I just blushed in response.
"Oh, well, he looks comfortable." Stiles remarked sarcastically. Scott grabbed my brother on the way to the school, but when I tagged along, Scott stopped me.
"I need you to stay with Deaton, make sure Derek doesn't try to kill him."
I was alarmed, "What!" I started to whine, "I wanna go with you though!"
"We're coming back!" They told me, walking away.
"You'd better!" I called back. I was stuck standing awkwardly by Derek.
I ran a hand through my hair while walking over to the jeep, something I did during awkward silences. Flexing my fingers, I yelped in agony. Shit, punching big guys really hurts.
Derek wandered over to me, without my knowledge, until I felt his presence behind me. "You really shouldn't sneak up on people. You might just get hurt." I warned him.
Derek snorted from behind me. "Really?"
I turned around, shocked by his proximity. "Yeah, I pack a hard punch, you know."
Derek noticed my uneasiness, and stepped back from me. "I've experienced that one, first hand."
"Yeah, my protesting fingers remember." I told him, knowing that he saw my brace the other day.
"Seems like those injured fingers are more recent." He observed.
I rolled my eyes, "And how did you figure that out?" Before Derek could answer, Derek stopped and turned around, hearing a loud howl.
Derek closed his eyes in annoyance and said, "You've gotta be kidding me." Then he opened them and let an exasperated breath out of his nose.
"What was that?" I asked.
He looked at the school, then back at me. "That was your idiotic friend."
"He sounds like someone's strangling him."
Derek shook his head. "No, that's him trying to growl."
"Well that sucked." I turned back to the back seat of the jeep, slipping my brace back on when I found it. I saw the corner of Derek's lips turn upwards.
"And I thought the only thing your lips could do was frown." I teased, causing him to frown -shocker- at me.
"Smartass."
I smiled, "I take pride in that, thank you."
Just then, the two dipshits arrived with proud grins on their faces. "I'm gonna kill both of you. What the hell was that?" Derek asked, obviously not pleased. "What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?"
Stiles gained a weird mouth-open grin as Scott said, "Sorry. I didn't know it would be that loud."
"Yeah, it was loud." He gave a breathy laugh. "And it was awesome." Stiles sang with the same weirdo grin.
Derek wasn't amused. "Shut up."
Stiles waved his hand to him. "Don't be such a sour wolf."
I took this one, "Seriously, shut-up!"
Scott hit Stiles lightly and asked dangerously, "What'd you do with him?"
"What?" Derek said, confused, and turned around to see what Scottie was talking about. Then he turned back around, still looking confused. "I didn't do anything."
"What are you talking about?" I was just as confused.
"We left you to watch him. But it's obvious you couldn't handle that!"
"Don't insult me, you blowfish!" I was pissed that he would dare insult my ability to do something.
I looked over to Deaton. Shit! He's gone. What a friggin houdini? I knew this man for a long time and he fails to teach me his awesome disappearing trick! I'm really insulted now. "Oh..." I said out loud.
Suddenly, I heard a large growl, and Derek was picked up. Blood was streaming from his mouth. My eyes widened in fear, and my jaw dropped.
"Wha-" My voice was cut off by Scott's tight grip around my waist. As he picked me up, running near the school doors, I caught a glimpse of the alpha throwing Derek up against the school wall. I felt anger, and alot of it.
And for the first time, I realized that my badass skills were no match for this all-powerful dog.
Go figure.
I hope that you noticed that I my OC from my TVD story was on the other line of that phone call. I thought that would be cool. Maybe they could do a crossover episode. I'm done. I want to do shoutouts, so please review. Thanks.
~RealHuntress18~
