A/N: So, I've had to change my poll on which story I should write next because I realized some I wasn't ready to write yet. I need you guys to vote again of what story you would like to see next; sorry for any inconvenience. In response to the last chapter, Derek will fight for Bree in 3B once he sees what's been going on while he was gone with Scott, Kira, Mason and Bree. It gets pretty crazy. I don't even know what to call this thing anymore. A love pyramid? Anyways, this is going to be a cute little chapter where Bree and Lydia take Cora, show her around town and do a little girl bonding. Enjoy!

Bree:

Derek and I were in his loft, just the two of us. Cora was at Peter's and it was the only true alone time we had gotten since school started. I was making Derek some dinner considering we were both starved from spending all day in bed getting our work out for the day done. I was in his shirt, some socks and my underwear as I put the garlic bread in the oven to heat it up and I felt Derek's hands grab my waist from behind. "Derek," I said looking past his shirtless torso and to his face. "As much as I love you I really don't want to have sex in the kitchen where other people besides you eat."

He turned me around quickly and I got on my tip toes to kiss him. When he pulled away I was still on my toes so I could be as close to his face as I could. "You're the only one who uses that kitchen."

"Well," I said pushing a finger into his bare chest. "If you would learn to cook like a normal person and eat normal food and seriously," I said moving away from him to look at his body. "How are you this physically fit when you don't eat like a normal person?"

He pulled me in by the waist. "I get a lot of exercise." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him again as the oven began to beep.

"Meatballs are done." I said moving out of his grip on me and pulling one of the trays out from the oven and placed it on the counter. I turned to him and he was smiling at me. "Now all we need is the bread." He moved towards me again and I pushed him away. "Don't, because I need to talk to you about an idea that I have."

"An idea?" He asked as he moved to me again.

"Yes." I said pushing him away again.

"About what?" He asked moving to me again.

"God," I exclaimed. "We've had sex all day. How could you possibly keep going?" He smirked and I smirked back at him. We could play this game for hours. "I don't want us to get going while I'm trying to talk to you about Cora."

He sighed and moved past me, pulling himself up to sit on the counter that wasn't occupied by food. "What's your idea?" He asked as I turned around to look at him and grabbed his hand.

"Cora doesn't really know anybody and even though she's been gone for the past six years she's still a teenage girl and she still needs girl time."

"Are you trying to steal my sister?"

I shrugged. "In a way."

He gave me a look. "I'm sure Cora doesn't want to do any of the things you're going to drag her into doing."

"You're not a girl." I said as he rolled his eyes. "You don't know what it's like to go out with your girlfriends and have a good time doing girl stuff that you can't do with guys around." I couldn't help, but think about how much I missed Allison while I gave that little speech.

"Now," Derek began. "Are we sure that this is about Cora having friends and not you trying to replace Allison with my sister?"

I shrugged. "A little of both." He gave me a look and I let out an angry sigh. "I just want your sister to have fun and more importantly to like me."

"She likes you." He argued.

"Really?" I asked sarcastically as he nodded. "She calls me teenage Barbie."

"Maybe it's a compliment." He said slowly. It was my turn to give him a look and I could see in his face that he was trying to think of how he should put his next words. "Cora likes you I just think she's jealous of you."

Well that was a new one. "Jealous?" I asked. "Of me?" He nodded. "Defend your argument."

He blinked a couple of times, not really expecting that from me. "You're beautiful, popular, have a home, have a dad and you're the most important girl in my life."

It suddenly all hit me at once and I understood everything. "Cora is jealous of me because I have everything she wants and she's not the most important girl in your life anymore." He nodded slowly and I looked back to his face. "Why the hell didn't you tell me this when you realized it?"

"I was going to, but then Deucalion broke into my loft."

I let out a sigh and I looked to him. "How am I just realizing this? I'm usually the first to pick up on this kind of stuff."

"You're rusty." He said pulling me closer to him as he flashed me a smile. "You've been spending too much time with me."

I rolled my eyes at him. "You want me to spend less time with you?"

He pulled my face to his and we breathed each other in. "No." He breathed out with a smile.

I kissed him slowly, but we were interrupted by the beeping of the oven. I tried to pull away, but he pulled me closer to him. "Derek," I squealed with laughter with my lips still pressed to his. "We're going to burn the loft down." I said once I finally got away from him.

I quickly pulled the bread out of the oven and put it on the stove top. Before I could do anything Derek picked me up bridal style and I let out fits of laughter as I kicked my legs in the air, trying to get free. He ran to the bed and slammed me down on it, climbing on top of me and kissing me. Suddenly, I heard the door slide open and I pushed Derek off of me as we both sat up to look at both Cora and Peter walking in. "Hey." I said with a smile.

Cora just rolled her eyes and moved to the stairs to go to her bedroom. "Cora," Derek scolded.

"It's fine." I told him as she stopped on the stairs and looked to Derek.

Derek turned to Cora. "You're going out with Bree and Lydia tomorrow."

I straightened up when he said that, not really expecting him to agree to me. "Why?" She asked.

"Because you could use some friends."

"Whatever." She mumbled as she climbed the stairs with a stomp.

"She'll come around." Peter promised as I turned to look at him. He began to look around. "It smells delicious. Bree, have you been cooking again?" I pinched my fingers together and smiled at him. He cheered with his head falling back. "I'll be eating." He said as he made his way to the kitchen.

I waved at him and turned back to Derek once he was in the kitchen. "You didn't have to do that." I said while rubbing his bare chest.

"I wanted to do that." He said looking right into my eyes. "I know how important it is for her to like you."

I smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. I wanted Cora to like me. No, I needed Cora to like me if I was ever going to continue this relationship with Derek.

Cora:

I trudged down the stairs with a purse and stopped when I got to Derek waiting at the bottom of the stairs with his arms crossed. "Why are you making me do this?" I asked simply.

"Because Bree wants to get to know you." He told me in the same simple tone I used.

"What if I don't want to get to know Bree?" I challenged, but Derek just gave me a deeper glare.

"You want to know Bree." Peter said coming to the bottom of the stairs. "Bree is awesome."

Derek turned to him with a slight smirk. "Bree is pretty awesome." He nodded and the boys turned back to me wearing a smile.

I rolled my eyes and moved past them to sit on the couch while I waited for Bree and Lydia. In only a few moments the blonde and red headed princess walked through the sliding door in their tall heels and tight skirts. Bree was perfect. She had flawless skin, bouncy blonde hair, full red lips and a body not too skinny, but not too big. Derek walked up to her and planted a kiss on her lips. I rolled my eyes at the two and Lydia walked over to me. "Hey." She said excitedly. She was wearing a black leather skirt and a sheer white blouse.

"Hey." I said back with a slight smile. She also looked perfect compared to my plain black dress, sheer tights and all black Converse. "So," I said standing up. "Where are we going?"

"Just a teen club." Bree said walking up to me. Her blonde hair was in a sophisticated up-down look, with a grey blouse and sparkly skirt. "No big deal." She said turning to Derek who was right by her. "We'll have her home by-"

"Whenever." Peter said with a pleasant smile.

I rolled my eyes at him. I really wanted a curfew. I didn't want to be out for hours on end with these girls who were beyond flawless compared to my cheap clothes, dull hair, un made up face and boring personality. "Let's get this over with." I said hurrying to the door with the princesses trailing behind me in their clacking heels.

When we got down to the parking lot and I saw Bree's car my mouth dropped. "This is your car?" I practically squealed out.

"Yeah." She said as she unlocked the door. "You like it?"

"Love it!" I exclaimed as I slipped into the passenger's seat. "Is it a 92?"

"93." She corrected looking to me with an excited smile while holding onto the steering wheel lovingly.

Another reason to be jealous. I loved her car. "Do I need to switch my shoes out for the bad side of town?" Lydia asked as Bree started the car and I looked to Bree. Why were we going to go to the bad side of the town?

"We should be fine." Bree said once she had pulled out of the parking space and got onto the road.

"Bad side of town?" I repeated.

Bree turned to me and smiled. "You think we're far enough away for Derek not to be able to hear us anymore?" I nodded with my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "That whole teen club thing was for Derek."

"So where are we going?"

"A real club." She said looking back to the road with a smile on her face. "You need a fake ID first."

My mouth dropped with a slight smile. "You're the cool girlfriend aren't you? The kind that's going to do fun, illegal stuff with the sister."

"Sweetheart," Bree began, turning to me. "I invented the cool girlfriend." I was trying really hard not to like her, but Derek and Peter were right. Bree is awesome.

Bree:

"Fake name?" Danny's ex, Jarret, asked from behind his computer.

I looked to Cora, debating on it. "Aubrey Haynes." I decided.

"Aubrey?" Cora asked me from where she stood in front of the camera.

I turned to look at her. "Under English decent both Derek and Aubrey mean ruler." I began to think. "Although Aubrey does mean ruler of the elves."

"Outfit." Lydia called out.

I turned back to Cora and nodded. "You can't be wearing the same outfit in your fake ID picture."

She looked down at her outfit and gave me a look. "There's a shirt in the back." Jarret told me.

I moved to the back and picked up a shirt and rolled my eyes when I saw what it said. "Beacon Hills High School? Seriously?" He shrugged and I rolled my eyes moving to Cora. "You'll just have to put it on backwards."

She put the shirt on quickly and I moved back to Lydia. "Smile." Jarret told her. Cora had such a pretty smile. I couldn't believe she was jealous of me. She had insane natural beauty, unlike me. She didn't need make up to look pretty and I did. "Beautiful." He commented after he took the picture.

"Get this shirt off of me." Cora called as she tried to pull it off herself, but got stuck. "It stinks." I rushed to her and helped her get it off. "Thanks." She breathed out with a smile as I threw it across the room. It did stink.

I turned back to her with a smile. "No problem."

The laminating machine was growling and soon Cora's ID was done. I handed it to her and pulled my wallet out to pay Jarret. "You don't have to pay for me." Cora told me.

"It's a gift." I told her. "You weren't ready to pay for a fake ID."

She smiled at me like she was a little shocked with my generosity. "Thanks." She said with that same pretty smile.

"No problem." I said as I handed Jarret a fifty dollar bill quickly so Cora wouldn't see how much it actually cost.

"Thank you." Jarret said as he pulled it from my hands.

"Oh by the way," I began, stopping Cora who had begun to walk away, but never taking my eyes off of Jarret. "If you ever hurt Danny again the next time I come here won't be to purchase a fake ID." I growled at him. He nodded like he was uncomfortable and I walked away with Cora and Lydia following. Once we got in the car I turned to Lydia in the back seat. "Start quizzing her after five minutes of studying her ID."

"I have to study an ID?" Cora asked me.

"Yeah," I told her as I pulled out of my parking space. "I learned that one the hard way. Now I know that thing like the back of my hand."

Cora sighed and pulled out the ID, studying all of it. When we got to the club we sat in the car for a few extra minutes as Lydia tested Cora. "Where were you born?"

"Sacramento."

"Correct." Lydia said in a perky voice.

"What year were you born?" I asked her.

"1990 on July the 22nd."

"Correct." Lydia said again with a slightly impressed voice. "Time for the one question that could ruin everything." Lydia said moving closer to Cora. "What is your name?"

Cora looked to me and smiled. "Aubrey Haynes."

"She's ready." I told Lydia as she nodded in agreement. Cora let out a small cheer as we all got out of the car and went into the club. A fast pop song was playing and I turned to Cora. "Go get a drink." I told her.

"Are you sure I'm ready?" She asked, her voice barely audible over the loud music that shook the building.

"You've got this." I told her while putting a hand on her shoulder.

Cora gave me a quick hug before walking over to the bar leaving just Lydia and I. "Looks like this girl's night is becoming a success." She said gesturing to Cora who was talking to the bartender. "I think she's really starting to like you."

"You think so?" I asked while biting my lip. I really wanted Cora to like me. I've always dreamed of having a boyfriend who had a sister I was best friends with. Then if Derek and I ended up together Cora and I would be sisters. We had to like each other if Derek and I were going to work.

"Are you kidding me?" Lydia screamed over the cheering girls that seemed to be in the middle of a bachelorette party. "She's falling for you with every second that passes by."

I gave Lydia a bright smile and looked back to Cora who was coming over with a drink. My mouth dropped and when she got to me she began laughing. "I can't believe that actually worked."

I hugged her excitedly as she continued to laugh and when I pulled away Lydia gave me a slight wink. "Let's dance." Lydia said grabbing my arm and I pulled Cora along with me. Together we all danced the night away.

Lydia:

Cora and Bree came out of the club after me with their arms around each other and laughing hysterically. "I can't believe he asked for your number." Cora laughed out.

"I can't believe he asked for your vagina." Bree squealed.

Cora began to laugh even harder and I joined in on the laughter. "Where are we going?" I asked now walking backwards down the sidewalk.

"I cannot drive." Bree said as her and Cora were swinging their held hands back and forth.

"If I got behind the wheel I don't think we could make it ten feet before I killed us in a drunk driving accident." I told her quickly.

"Same here." Cora breathed out.

"Then what do we do?" I asked, but then I felt my feet fall from under me and I landed on my butt hard. Cora and Bree burst into laughter and I also laughed, but I had to admit that I was a little embarrassed. "It's not funny." I laughed out.

"Then why are you laughing?" Bree asked as she fell to the ground from laughter and Cora followed her example.

We laughed like that for a few minutes until Cora finally spoke. "We can't just sit here." She said as she put her arm around me. "We have to go somewhere."

"Before we get arrested for public intoxication." I added.

"Oh my god." Bree said getting up. "I am so not getting arrested by my dad." Bree helped both Cora and I up then it looked like an idea clicked in her head. "I know where we can go."

Derek:

"You seriously think that tracking Bree is the best?" Peter asked as he and Isaac followed me through the forest. "She's probably passed out in her room along with Cora and Lydia."

"No," Isaac said, turning to Peter. "Stiles said she wasn't there."

"I need to find her." I told him as I felt her scent growing stronger the further we got into the woods. "She's here somewhere."

"I'm sure she's fine." I could sense the annoyance in Peter's voice, but I didn't really care. I hadn't heard from Bree in over twelve hours. The only time we had gone this long without talking was when she thought I was dead months ago.

"Just help me find her." I said turning back to him with a slight edge in my voice.

I was freaking out as Isaac walked up to me. "We're gonna find her." He looked back at Peter and rolled his eyes. "As much as I hate to admit it he's probably right. She's fine. She's Bree. She can handle herself."

I stopped him, knowing her scent was only a few feet from me and so was the Hale house. "She's in our old house?" Peter asked, now standing right next to me.

I walked over to the house, climbed the stairs and walked inside to find Bree, Cora and Lydia curled up together on the living room floor. "What the hell?" Isaac asked from behind me.

Peter let out a small laugh and I turned to him with an annoyed look. "Okay," He began with the smile still on his face. "Obviously they got drunk last night."

I looked back at the girls and Cora was resting her head on Bree's stomach and Lydia's was lying her head on Bree's chest. Peter was right. They did get drunk. Peter turned around and picked up a plank of wood nearby and dropped it causing a loud bang. Once the wood hit the floor all three of their heads shot up from where they were sitting and then they all touched their heads, probably feeling the pounding hangover from last night. "What the hell?" Lydia groaned.

"I need a ginger ale." Bree said as she began to massage her temples.

Cora fell back down, snuggling on Bree's legs. "I need a coffin."

"So you had a good night." I commented with a smirk. They all groaned in response. "Bree," I began while smiling at her. "What happened to the teen club that's no big deal?"

She looked like a doe caught in the headlights which made my smile grow even wider. "Honestly," She began. "If I wasn't hung over I could come up with an elaborate explanation that wasn't true."

Isaac crossed his arms, amused. "I've never seen Bree drunk before."

"It's interesting." Peter said with a nod before he turned to look at the girls again. "I've never seen Cora drunk."

Cora was getting ready to fall back to sleep on Bree's legs, so I moved over to her and helped her up. "Come on." I reached down for Bree to grab my hand and when she was standing up I wrapped my arm around her. I looked to Isaac. "Can you get her home?" He nodded and moved to Lydia. I had gotten out of the Hale house with Peter following when I turned to look at Cora. "Did you have fun?" She nodded while trying to hide her eyes from the sun and when I looked to Bree she was doing the same. This was going to be a fun day.