I hate to admit it, but when Stiles comes up with a theory, he's pretty right. I borrowed one of his shirts to wear, after he who shall not be named, had pissed me off to the point of possible no return. I showed Stiles the pictures of my parents and he peered through the picture. He was staring at the factory that they worked, it looked to have been shut down. Why? That was an answer, I wanted to know, but boy wonder didn't want to answer.
"Your wearing my shirt, I do hope you know that?," Was that a snippy comment from boy wonder after I saved his friend, more than once? Oh, he does know I am a werewolf too, right? Unlike the one person I prefer not to talk to or be around at the moment, he should be glad that I was hear to begin with. The person that resides over this school even bought the whole, district observer thing.
Course I had to flirt with him, which is never exciting, but what can I do? I lean towards Stiles, hand on his forearm and with a pretty smile that could slay dragons.
"My my, never pegged you for the obvious type, Scott still has no talent for wardrobe. Now report, now," I command and he complied, with an eye roll.
"Fine, I found out from my research, that the kanima, is some sort of werejaguar, that came from South America. I think its going after murders," Well that makes my helping them so much easier, he who shall not be named, would be the first of the victims to be killed then. Considering what a total ass he's been in the span of time.
Then in some Coach's class, I think his name was Finstock, hilarious I know. I eye Jackson as he comes closer to Scott and Stiles, telling them about what he overheard with Derek, shit, lackys. Something about how Lydia might be the kanima, which was wrong, because it was pure evil and from what I know. Meeting Peter Hale, goes so far more being evil. Delirious over deciding if killing or having sex with him is a safe bet, yeah well. Never said I was sane.
After all that hub bub, I join Scott and Allison as an observer of course, hearing Erica. Threaten Allison, who I pretty much like, I step towards the table and my claws appear on the table. Giving a cherry smile, even though my eyes are light blue. Indicating that I was his beta and if she hurt anyone I care about. That it was bye bye blonde.
"I suggest you take your prissy little fingers off of her. Or well have a different kind of study group and I am sure you won't like my method of teaching," I said with a icy tone, clear and tempered, that after a minute she stopped what she was doing.
And just my luck, when sweet Lydia eats the candy with the venom, she's the freaking kanima. I step outside, trying to think of a plan of my own, if these kiddies really end up pissing off that asshole. He was not great company, when pissed. But I am no better.
Scott comes passed me and I decide to follow him and yes I'll say his name now, Derek was probably who he was looking for. Instead we find Boyd, I back up to not get into the fight with the boys. If I have to of course. The bigger kid gets knocked down and a wild Derek appears, behind me. I spun around and glare at him, he notes my wardrobe and ignores it, to speak to Scott.
"We can save Lydia, you don't have to kill her. She may not be the kanima"
"We can't risk that Scott. Every Alpha bite is different, it changes you. To who you are meant to be or who you are afraid to be, but don't worry I have Isaac and Erica handling it"
"How-" when Scott tries to rush to save her, Boyd knocks him on his ass, I hold back a whoa and simply take in the situation. I go to Scott's side and helps him up.
"I saw it Derek, she's immune. However she got into crazy town, it has nothing to do with the kanima. Think of Jackson, remember?," I tried to press him, so he could rethink taking another life from me, I mean I don't really care for Lydia, but she's good people you know? Yeah I know you know.
He shakes his head not believing me, me. Over what I freaking saw, damn asshole. Then Scott passes on to Lydia's ex, that she's immune to the venom. Which makes no sense, considering they aren't that close and he rarely talks like he cares about her.
Later on, I look through the window, to find out that Derek's friend group is waiting outside for them. Which is just wonderful, I lace up my boots and stop. Even as a beta, I can't take them on. I come with Allison to help with the fight and lock the door.
A wild barbie appears, Erica tells Allison that she'll take Scott away and I have my prayers answered when the annoying bitch is paralyzed. God yes. Does it feel goes not to hear her speak.
All along, jock boy on a temper tantrum, Jackson is the kanima. Was I right? Hell yes, was Derek wrong? Hell yes. I love being the one on the victory side and well I wasn't good with the police, so I left the house and went to a station and called on a pay phone. I had to know why that factory was still shut down, when my parents worked there. Wasn't that a safety hadard? Did they know what was going on there?
I swallowed, hearing more ringing and sharply smashing the glass and pointing a piece at Derek's neck, he raises an eyebrow and slaps the glass away. I back into a corner, I don't wanna talk to you, go away. Really. I have plans to handle.
"What are you doing?"
"I can ask you the same thing"
"You told me, that you were okay with a pack. Now we have one? I messed up with the kanima, so what"
"You left your beta in the cold and abandoned me, after you promised you wouldn't Derek. I am not some casual trip, this is my business and until you handle yours, we have none," I angrily tell him, grabbing the paper and storming out, how dare he be casual.
There was no sides to chose when it came to each other.I hate to admit it, but when Stiles comes up with a theory, he's pretty right. I borrowed one of his shirts to wear, after he who shall not be named, had pissed me off to the point of possible no return. I showed Stiles the pictures of my parents and he peered through the picture. He was staring at the factory that they worked, it looked to have been shut down. Why? That was an answer, I wanted to know, but boy wonder didn't want to answer.
"Your wearing my shirt, I do hope you know that?," Was that a snippy comment from boy wonder after I saved his friend, more than once? Oh, he does know I am a werewolf too, right? Unlike the one person I prefer not to talk to or be around at the moment, he should be glad that I was hear to begin with. The person that resides over this school even bought the whole, district observer thing.
Course I had to flirt with him, which is never exciting, but what can I do? I lean towards Stiles, hand on his forearm and with a pretty smile that could slay dragons.
"My my, never pegged you for the obvious type, Scott still has no talent for wardrobe. Now report, now," I command and he complied, with an eye roll.
"Fine, I found out from my research, that the kanima, is some sort of werejaguar, that came from South America. I think its going after murders," Well that makes my helping them so much easier, he who shall not be named, would be the first of the victims to be killed then. Considering what a total ass he's been in the span of time.
Then in some Coach's class, I think his name was Finstock, hilarious I know. I eye Jackson as he comes closer to Scott and Stiles, telling them about what he overheard with Derek, shit, lackys. Something about how Lydia might be the kanima, which was wrong, because it was pure evil and from what I know. Meeting Peter Hale, goes so far more being evil. Delirious over deciding if killing or having sex with him is a safe bet, yeah well. Never said I was sane.
After all that hub bub, I join Scott and Allison as an observer of course, hearing Erica. Threaten Allison, who I pretty much like, I step towards the table and my claws appear on the table. Giving a cherry smile, even though my eyes are light blue. Indicating that I was his beta and if she hurt anyone I care about. That it was bye bye blonde.
"I suggest you take your prissy little fingers off of her. Or well have a different kind of study group and I am sure you won't like my method of teaching," I said with a icy tone, clear and tempered, that after a minute she stopped what she was doing.
And just my luck, when sweet Lydia eats the candy with the venom, she's the freaking kanima. I step outside, trying to think of a plan of my own, if these kiddies really end up pissing off that asshole. He was not great company, when pissed. But I am no better.
Scott comes passed me and I decide to follow him and yes I'll say his name now, Derek was probably who he was looking for. Instead we find Boyd, I back up to not get into the fight with the boys. If I have to of course. The bigger kid gets knocked down and a wild Derek appears, behind me. I spun around and glare at him, he notes my wardrobe and ignores it, to speak to Scott.
"We can save Lydia, you don't have to kill her. She may not be the kanima"
"We can't risk that Scott. Every Alpha bite is different, it changes you. To who you are meant to be or who you are afraid to be, but don't worry I have Isaac and Erica handling it"
"How-" when Scott tries to rush to save her, Boyd knocks him on his ass, I hold back a whoa and simply take in the situation. I go to Scott's side and helps him up.
"I saw it Derek, she's immune. However she got into crazy town, it has nothing to do with the kanima. Think of Jackson, remember?," I tried to press him, so he could rethink taking another life from me, I mean I don't really care for Lydia, but she's good people you know? Yeah I know you know.
He shakes his head not believing me, me. Over what I freaking saw, damn asshole. Then Scott passes on to Lydia's ex, that she's immune to the venom. Which makes no sense, considering they aren't that close and he rarely talks like he cares about her.
Later on, I look through the window, to find out that Derek's friend group is waiting outside for them. Which is just wonderful, I lace up my boots and stop. Even as a beta, I can't take them on. I come with Allison to help with the fight and lock the door.
A wild barbie appears, Erica tells Allison that she'll take Scott away and I have my prayers answered when the annoying bitch is paralyzed. God yes. Does it feel goes not to hear her speak.
All along, jock boy on a temper tantrum, Jackson is the kanima. Was I right? Hell yes, was Derek wrong? Hell yes. I love being the one on the victory side and well I wasn't good with the police, so I left the house and went to a station and called on a pay phone. I had to know why that factory was still shut down, when my parents worked there. Wasn't that a safety hadard? Did they know what was going on there?
I swallowed, hearing more ringing and sharply smashing the glass and pointing a piece at Derek's neck, he raises an eyebrow and slaps the glass away. I back into a corner, I don't wanna talk to you, go away. Really. I have plans to handle.
"What are you doing?"
"I can ask you the same thing"
"You told me, that you were okay with a pack. Now we have one? I messed up with the kanima, so what"
"You left your beta in the cold and abandoned me, after you promised you wouldn't Derek. I am not some casual trip, this is my business and until you handle yours, we have none," I angrily tell him, grabbing the paper and storming out, how dare he be casual.
There was no sides to chose when it came to each other.