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Wolf Moon/Pilot

I was standing in front of my closet late the night before my first day as a sophomore as I tried to find an appropriate outfit for the occasion. I had already called my friend Lydia for her opinion but that hadn't really helped me come to a final conclusion. I sighed in defeat as I walked backwards until I found the edge of my bed and sunk down onto it. I glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table and I groaned out loud when I saw that it was now 8.30pm. Deciding to take a break from choosing an outfit, I stood from the bed and stretched out all my limbs with a yawn. I skipped out of my room and across the hall to my twin brother's room. I stood in the doorway and smirked to myself when I saw him doing pull ups on the bar in his bathroom doorway. He was only wearing his workout shorts and I rolled my eyes at him as I leaned on the doorframe. His floppy dark brown hair was covering his deep brown eyes that mirrored my own.

"Really, Scotty?" I asked him from the doorway and he let go of the bar in surprise. I gasped in sympathy and covered my mouth as he fell to the ground with yelp. He looked up at me from his sprawled position on the ground. I grimaced in apology and he rolled his deep brown eyes at me before pulling himself up into a sitting position. A rustling sound came from outside and Scott and I both looked at each other with wide eyes. Scott stood up from the floor and hurriedly pulled on a t-shirt before picking up a baseball bat that was lying on the floor near the wall. I watched in amusement as he crept passed me with the bat posed over his shoulder, ready to use it if necessary. I started to tiptoe after him but he turned around to face me with a frown on his face so I quirked a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at him expectantly.

"Sophie, stay." He ordered me sternly and I scoffed at him as I crossed my arms over my chest in defiance.

"What am I? A dog?" I asked him rhetorically before pushing passed him and heading towards the staircase that led to the front door. I heard him sigh from behind me and then he touched my elbow gently to pull me to a stop. I looked back over my shoulder at him just as we heard the rustling sound coming from the front of the house again.

"At least let the guy with the bat go first." Scott compromised and I smiled slightly at him as I gestured for him to proceed down the stairs in front of me. He smiled back at me gratefully as he passed me and I waited a second before following him down with an eye roll at his macho behaviour. He raised the bat again as he opened the front door and I peeked over his shoulder to see what was going on. We both jumped as someone fell down from the roof and started dangling upside down. I, Scott and the mysterious person from the roof all started screaming at the same time. I clapped a hand over my mouth to muffle my screams as I finally recognised the person hanging from the trellis. Scott must have realised who the intruder was as well because he dropped the bat from his shoulder so that it hung loosely from his hand.

"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Scott asked our best friend as he swayed slightly from the roof.

"Neither of you answering your phones! Why do you have a bat?" our pale faced friend Stiles Stilinski asked incredulously as I sighed and leaned against the pillar on the porch.

"I thought you were a predator!" Scott defend himself in a 'duh' tone.

"A pre..." Stiles trailed off with a laugh before turning back into the excited ball of energy that usually was because of his ADHD. "Look, I know it's late, but you've got to hear this. My dad left twenty minutes ago, dispatch call. They're bringing every officer of the Beacon department, and even the state police."

"For what?" I asked him curiously as I straightened up at the prospect of excitement. Stiles smirked at me before he tumbled out of the trellis and landed on his feet clumsily. He straightened up and looked between me and Scott with a knowing look that I wanted to smack off of him.

"They found a body in the woods."

"A dead body?" my twin brother asked him dumbly and Stiles and I both gave him matching expressions of stupidity.

"No, a living dead... Yes, jackass! It's a dead body!" Stiles exclaimed and I chucked softly in amusement as I shook my head at Scott's naivety.

"You mean like murdered?"

"Nobody knows yet. It was a girl, probably in her twenties..."

"Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?" I asked Stiles and I couldn't help the curiosity that laced my voice as I asked.

"That's the best part... They only found a half!" he told us and we both gaped at him in shock. Stiles paused a moment for dramatic effect before continuing. "We're going."

The three of us were walking towards the front gate of the park and I smirked when I saw the sigh at the side that said it was forbidden to enter in the preserve at night. Stiles held up the gate for me and Scott before he followed us into the preserve.

"We're seriously doing this?" Scott asked for the twentieth time that night and I rolled my eyes in exasperation.

"You're the one who always bitches that nothing ever happens in this town!" I reminded him as Stiles turned on a flashlight so that we could see where we were going. I smiled to myself as we started walking further into the forest because it had been a while since anything remotely fun happened in Beacon Hills.

"I was trying to get a good night sleep before practice tomorrow..." Scott trailed off as he followed behind Stiles and I more slowly. I stopped at the top of a small hill and waited patiently for my twin brother to catch up to us.

"Right, because, sitting on the bench is such a heavy effort!" Stiles shot back at his best friend and I thumped him on the back of the head for being insensitive. He glowered at me as he rubbed the spot where I had hit him but I was already looking back at Scott as he trudged up the hill to meet us.

"No, because... I'm playing this year. In fact I'm playing first line..."

"Hey, that's a spirit. Everyone should have a dream. Even if it's an unrealistic one." Stiles shot back at him with a false bright voice. I reached over and hit him upside the head again and we both faced each other and had a private conversation with just facial expressions.

What?

Don't be mean!

It's true!

Not all true things need to be said.

"Just asking by curiosity, which part of the body are we looking for?" I asked out loud as we all started walking again. I grabbed hold of Scott's arm so that we would stay together as we followed Stiles aimlessly further into the forest.

"Huh... I didn't even think about that." Stiles answered me after a pregnant pause that seemed to fill the entire forest. My twin and I shared a knowing smile before I nearly tripped on a tree root but Scott gripped my arm and pulled me to my feet. I shot Scott a grateful smile as we kept walking forward.

"And er... What if the one who killed the body is still out here?" Scott asked Stiles as we started walking up a slight incline.

"Also something I didn't think about!"

"It's comforting to know that you planned this up with you usual attention to details!"

"I know!"

"If I get crazy murdered by a freak with a chainsaw and then dumped in the forest, just know that I'm going to haunt you until you die." I threatened him cheerfully and he paused where he was a looked back at me with a thoughtful expression.

"What if it's not a chainsaw, but a machete?" he asked me seriously as he pretended to use a machete in the air. "Whoosh…"

"Eh. I'll leave you alone." I joked with a shrug of my shoulders as Scott leaned up against the closet tree. I noticed that his breathing was laboured and walked over to him as he took his inhaler out of his jacket pocket. I rubbed calming circles on his back as he inhaled the medicine twice.

"Maybe the asthmatic should be the one who holds the flashlight, huh?" he suggested to Stiles before we all started making our way up to the top of the hill. We saw flashlights in the clearing just in front of us and we all dropped to the ground so that we could see the police officers searching. Stiles grabbed my hand and pulled me up from my crouch before we all started running close to the trees. Scott was just behind us trampled through the trees. I let my hand slip from Stiles' grasp just as a police dog appeared in front of him. I quickly ducked behind a tree and gestured wildly for Scott to hide as well. He nodded at me and I saw him duck behind a tree of his own.

"Hang on, hang on... This little delinquent belongs to me." I heard a painfully familiar male voice say loudly and I closed my eyes tightly with a grimace.

"Dad, how you're doing?" Stiles greeted his father, the sheriff.

"So you're listening all my phone calls?"

"No!" Stiles quickly denied before pausing briefly. "...not the boring one…"

"So where are your usual partners in crimes?"

"Who, Scott? Scott's home. He said he wanted to get a good night sleep before first day of school tomorrow, you know, get some sleep before lacrosse try outs. There's just me... In the woods... Alone..." Stiles said in a sing song voice to his father.

"Aha. And Sophie?" the sheriff asked his son just as a police dog came up beside me and barked loudly. I yelped in surprise and jumped backwards without thinking so that I came into view of Stiles and Sheriff Stilinski. I straightened up as they looked at me and I plastered a bright smile on my face as I approached them hesitantly.

"Hello, Sheriff." I said politely as I got closer to them and John smiled at me as Stiles looked down at the ground sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Hi, Sophie. What are you doing out here?" he asked me and I thought for a reasonable excuse for a second but couldn't find one so I decided to do what I always did when in doubt.

"It's all Stiles' fault."

"Hey!" the boy next to me protested loudly but I just ignored him a looked up at his father innocently. The older man just rolled his eyes at us before smiling teasingly at the two of us.

"So the two of you were out here? Alone?" he asked us suggestively and I gasped in disgust at where his mind had gone.

"Ew! No. No. No. No. Nope. Nada. No. No. No." I denied profusely as I shook my head rapidly.

"Um, just a no would've sufficed." Stiles said to me in an offended tone and I shot him an apologetic look.

"So, why are you here and not Scott?" John asked me and I frowned up at him in mock confusion.

"I don't play lacrosse." I said simply as an explanation and then I shrugged my shoulders. Sheriff Stilinski lit the woods with his flashlight as he searched for my twin brother in the trees.

"Scott you're out there? Scott?" he called out and when he got no answer he grabbed the back of Stiles neck and my left arm as he dragged us towards the entrance to the preserve. "Well young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car, and you and I, we're gonna have a discussion about something called violation of privacy."

"I didn't invade your privacy, so am I off the hook?" I asked him in vain as I glanced behind me to see if I could see Scott anywhere but couldn't.

"Oh, no, you and I are going to talk about trespassing and the illegality of it." John said to me as I turned back around to see where I was walking so that I didn't trip over.

The next morning I was still having trouble deciding what to wear as I stood in front of my closet. I pursed my lips together and closed my eyes tightly. I reached forward the randomly picked up two pieces of clothing from the closet. I opened my eyes and looked at the dark green knee length Even&Odd Pleated skirt and the lighter green flowing tank top that Lydia had brought me back from Paris last summer. I nodded appreciatively and quickly through on the outfit. I left my already wavy dark brown hair out before looking on my vanity table for my Ann Demeulemeester Feather Pendant Necklace that was sitting on the top of my jewellery box. I slipped on my black Qupid Women's Mid-Calf Velvet Knee High Slouch Flat Cowboy Riding Boot before checking my makeup in the mirror. I looked up as I heard a car honk beep out the front and I knew that my ride was here. I rushed out of my room as I grabbed my Muubaa Xera Quilted Biker jacket and ran down the stairs knowing that Scott and our mum had both already left the house. I smiled when I saw the silver Porsche waiting in my driveway and made my way over to the passenger side of the car.

"Good morning, Jack." I greeted the driver as I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He gave me his patented smirk as he pulled out of the driveway and started towards the school. Jackson Whittemore was the stereotypical high school jock of Beacon Hills High and could be the biggest jackass on the planet but one-on-one we were great friends. We had been friends still elementary school and I was probably one of the only people other than his girlfriend Lydia Martin and male best friend Danny Mahealani who really knew him. We drove most of the way to school in a companionable silence while we just listened to the sound of the radio playing, The Stick Up by The Filthy Pillows. We had spoken nearly every day over the summer so we didn't need to play catch with each other. "So, Captain, are we gonna win this year?" I asked my friend teasingly as I smiled at him.

"Hell yeah. I don't think Coach would accept anything less." He answered me seriously as he laughed a little and he glanced at me from the corner of his eye. We pulled into the school park and Jackson parked his Porsche right next to where Scott was tying up his push bike. I rolled my eyes at Jackson macho show as I climbed out of the car. Jackson got out of his luxurious car and hit my twin brother with the door just as I walked around the front of the car and stood next to Scott.

"Dude, watch out for the paintwork!" Jackson scolded Scott as he pushed passed him and then he flashed a charming smile in my direction.

"Yo, Jackson! Let's go, bro!" I heard someone call form the entrance of the school and I glanced over my shoulder to see some of the lacrosse guys waiting for Jackson. The captain scowled at Scott once more before he gave me a kiss on the cheek and strolled away to meet his adoring fans. Scott scoffed at me before pushing passed me and heading towards where Stiles was just pulling into the car lot with his beaten up light blue jeep. I quickly followed after him to meet Stiles just as he clambered out of the jeep and hurried over to us.

"So, let's see this." Stiles demanded Scott as I looked between them in confusion.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked them as I crossed my arms over my chest as I waited for them to explain. Scott grinned at me sheepishly and raised one of the edges of his shirt. Stiles and I both leaned in curiously and saw the bite shaped mark on his side. I gasped in shock as I looked at the red and oozing sore.

"It was too dark to see very much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf." Scott told us and Stiles and I both chuckled a little unbelievingly. I straightened back up and shook my head at my twin who was looking at us in confusion as to why we were looking at him like he was crazy.

"A wolf bit you? No, not a chance." Stiles said to Scott in amusement.

"I heard a wolf howling."

"No you didn't!" I insisted as I shook my head at him and my hair flew around in the wind.

"What do you mean I didn't, how do you know what I heard?"

"Because California hasn't had wolves for like sixty years." Stiles told him as we started walking towards the front of the school.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Look, there are no wolves in California." I told him as I patted his shoulder soothingly.

"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe when I tell you I found the body." Scott said to us tauntingly and I came to a completely stop on the steps leading up the schools front entrance. I turned around to face him and saw that Stiles had stopped to stare at my twin as well.

"Are you kidding me?" Stiles exclaimed excitedly as Scott grinned at his accomplishment to stop us both in our tracks.

"I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for a month!"

"That is freaking awesome! I mean, seriously, it's the best thing that ever happened in this town, since... the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey, Lydia! You look... like you're gonna ignore me!" He trailed off as the strawberry blonde girl walked passed us and completely ignored Stiles and Scott but smiled warmly at me and gave me a wiggle of her fingers. I smiled at her and wiggled my fingers back at her before she left with a blonde girl trailing after her. "You're the cause of this, you know?" Stiles said to Scott as we all started walking into the school.

"Huh-huh..." Scott and I said unconvinced in unison.

"You're dragging me down your nerd depth! I'm a nerd by association." Stiles insisted as we walked into the school. I rolled my eyes at him and gave Scott a kiss on the cheek as I passed them to catch up to Lydia.

Later that day just as I was walking down the hallway towards where I saw Lydia was talking to the new girl I passed by Stiles, Scott and another girl named Taylor. I glanced over at the tall pale girl speaking with Lydia and admired her flowing wavy of brunette hair.

"Can someone tell me how a girl who's here for five minutes can already hang out with Lydia's clique?" Taylor asked Stiles spitefully just at the time I walked right passed them.

"Because she's hot... Beautiful people herd together." Stiles explained to her without looking away from Lydia's backside. I spun on my heels so that I was facing them but kept walking backwards with a smile on my face.

"Thank you!" I called out to him and he rolled his eyes at me with a sarcastically smile as I turned back around when I was a few steps away from Lydia and the new girl.

"This jacket is totally killer. Where did you get it?" I heard Lydia ask the new girl in her fake sugary sweet voice that she used on people she hadn't made a decision on.

"My mom was a buyer from a boutique back in San Francisco." The new girl explained in her gentle voice.

"And you are my new best friend." Lydia declared in her real voice and I knew that she had made a decision to let the new girl into her inner circle.

"Hey!" I cried in mock offence as I strolled up next to my shorter friend. She smiled at me warmly as she rolled her eyes at me and I chuckled softly. I was about to introduce myself to the new girl when someone stepped in front of me so that they could attack Lydia's lips with their own. I scowled at the back of Jackson's head because he had completely cut me off so that I was in the middle of the couple.

"Jackson, move!" I ordered him as I pushed passed him so that I was standing next to the new girl instead of in between him and Lydia. The guy finally let go of his girlfriend with a satisfied smirk on his lips as he glanced at me with a raised eyebrow. I playfully slapped his shoulder with a grimace but he just laughed at me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders so that I was on one side and Lydia was on the other. Lydia chuckled at our exchange before turning back to the new girl, who was watching the three of us uncomfortably.

"So, this week-end, there's a party..." Lydia said to the new girl in her queen-bee voice.

"A party?" she repeated the word back to her timidly.

"Yeah, Friday night, you should come." I exclaimed happily as I pressed my hands together in a begging motion.

"Oh, I can't, it's family night on Friday... But thanks for asking." She responded and I realised that she wasn't really one to party so I gave her a reassuring smile and nodded in understanding.

"You're sure ? Everyone's going after the game." Jack told her as she smiled back at me gratefully.

"You mean like football ?" she asked innocently and the three of us that lived her forever chuckled a little at her naivety.

"Football is a joke here. The sport is lacrosse. We won the national championship last year." Jackson bragged as Lydia smiled up at her boyfriend proudly and I rolled my eyes at them but smiled all the same.

"Because of the team captain!" Lydia added flirtatiously to Jackson.

"We practice in a few minutes. If you don't have anything else to do..." Jackson trailed off as he pressed Lydia closer to his body in response to her praise.

"Well, I was going to..." the girl started to say but was cut off.

"Perfect! You'll come!" Lydia said happily as she was released from Jackson's side and laced one arm through mine and another through the new girls without waiting for an okay. The other girl looked shocked at the turn of events so I sent her a reassuring smile as we were dragged along by the tiny strawberry blonde.

"It's just easier to go with it." I told the new girl as we approached the lacrosse field. "Lydia's tiny but strong." I teased as we sat down on the bleachers and I nodded my head in Lydia's direction. She saw me and thumped me on the arm for teasing her. "Ah! See? Strong."

"Shut it." Lydia growled at me playfully as I chuckled at her with the new girl.

"I'm Allison, by the way." The new girl, Allison introduced herself with an outstretched hand. I clasped my hand in her own and smiled at her warmly.

"Sophie." I introduced myself to her with a genuine smile on my lips. We both turned to look out on to the field and I smiled brightly when I saw Scott and Stiles on the sidelines. Scott glanced up at us but his gaze was directly on the brunette sitting next to me. He smiled slightly and I peeked over at Allison just in time to see her do the same.

"Who is that ?" Allison asked me and Lydia and I smirked to myself without taking my eyes off the game. I saw Scott heading to the goals and frowned because he wasn't ever good as goalkeeper.

"Him ? I'm not sure who he is..." Lydia answered her and I rolled my eyes at my friend.

"That's my twin brother, Scott." I informed her politely before shooting a glare at Lydia, who bit her lip in shame and looked at the ground quickly before shaking her hair out and turning her attention back to the field. "Why ?"

"He's in my English class." She answered me shyly as she looked down at the ground and I grinned as I bumped her shoulder with mine. We all looked out on the field as Coach Flinstock blew his whistle and the tryouts started. I flinched every time a ball hit Scott but after about the fifth ball he actually started catching them instead of using his body like a dart board. I stood up from my seat as I cheered loudly and whistled every time he stopped a ball. "He seems pretty good."

"Yeah, he is." Lydia agreed with her as they both stood up to join in my cheering. I watched in awe as Jackson tried to scare Scott with an impressive shot but Scott actually stopped the ball and everyone applauded loudly.

After lacrosse tryouts had finished, I agreed to go with Scott and Stiles back into the forest to try and find the inhaler that Scott had dropped the night before when he was running from whatever it was that attacked him.

"I don't know what it was ! It was like... I had all the time in the world to catch the ball ! And that's not the only weird thing. I hear staffs I shouldn't be able to hear, I smell things..." Scott said to us as we walked to where he thought he dropped the inhaler. I was stumbling behind the boys because I was trying not to get mud on my boots.

"You smell things ? Like what ?" Stiles asked him sceptically from in front of Scott. My brother paused in his steps to wait for me and offered me a hand to help me over the stream. I smiled at him gratefully as I grasped it and stepped carefully on the rocks so that I could cross without getting my shoes dirty.

"Like the mint gum in your pocket." Scott answered his best friend once I was across the stream. "Or Sophie's vanilla lip gloss." He added and I licked my lips to check if he was right because I had forgotten what flavour I had put on that morning. I tasted the artificial vanilla flavour and raised an eyebrow at my brother as Stiles rooted around in his pocket for the stick of gum that he had in there.

"I don't have any mint gum in my..." Stiles started to deny when he could find anything but his voice trailed off as his face went blank. He pulled his hand out of his pocket and I saw that he now held a stick of gum. "So, all of that started with the bite?"

"What if it's like an infection ? Like... my body is full of adrenaline before a shock or something..." Scott wondered out loud in concern and I scrunched my face up because I had never heard of that happening.

"You know what, I actually think I heard it... It's a specific kind of infection."

"You're serious ?" Scott and I both questioned him at the same time, although Scott sounded concerned about his health while I remained sceptical about the whole thing.

"Yeah. I think it's called: "lycanthropy"." Stiles told us as he stopped at the top of a hill. I pressed my lips together in a hard line to keep from laughing out loud but I could see on Scott's face that he hadn't caught on that his friend was playing a joke on him.

"What is that ? Is that bad ?" Scott asked Stiles in distress as he stood next to the jumpy boy.

"Oh, yeah, it's the worst ! But only once a month." I said to him in mock seriousness as I joined the boys at the top of the hill. Stiles smirked at me behind Scott's back as Scott looked at me with wide eyes filled with worry.

"Once a month ?"

"Huh-huh. On the night of the full moon." Stiles told him seriously before imitating a wolf howling and I burst out laughing at Scott's express as he realised that we were mocking him. He punched Stiles hard in the shoulder as he stopped howling and I giggled as I shook my head at the boys.

You're the one who heard a wolf !" Stiles defended himself as he rubbed the place where Scott hit him and we all started looking on the ground for the missing inhaler once Stiles and Scott stopped scowling at each other.

"It's not funny, there's seriously something wrong with me !"

"I know ! You're a werewolf !" Stiles said to him as I moved further away from them to look for the inhaler. I smiled at their banter as I stepped over a tree root.

"Okay, obviously we're kidding. But if you see me trying to melt all the silver I can find it's because Friday is this full moon." I told him jokingly as I pointed at him over my shoulder and Scott just playfully glared at me while Stiles and I chuckled.

"I could have sworn it was there. I saw the body, the stags running... I dropped my inhaler." Scott muttered to himself as he searched the area under his feet.

"Maybe the killer moved the body." Stiles suggested innocently as he helped us look.

"Don't say things like that! I don't want there to be a killer out here." I said to him a scowl as I stood up and moved to a new section.

"If he did it I hope he didn't take my inhaler, this thing costs like eighty bucks." Scott complained softly as he tried to find it and I rolled my eyes but silently agreed with him because I knew that money was tight. Stiles stood up from his crouch with a sigh and turned around to face the other way and I saw him tense up. I followed his gaze as he tapped Scott's shoulder to warn him and saw an older guy who was maybe a few years old than us with short black hair, a chiselled jawline and cheek bones with piercing green, grey eyes in a black leather jacket I immediately coveted. I titled my head to side as I silently studied him because he looked familiar to me but I couldn't place where I knew him from. He was definitely attractive and he had that bad boy vibe that attracted nearly every girl so I couldn't help admiring his good looks. He took a few steps closer to the three of us and my first instinct was to run but I stood straighter and tried to look confident under his intense gaze.

"What are you doing here? Huh? This is private propriety!" the mysterious man barked at the three of us.

"Um... Sorry, man, we didn't know." Stiles said lamely in a small voice.

"Yeah we were just... looking for something... Um, forget it..." Scott mumbled and the guys gaze swept over the three of us harshly and I couldn't help but feel as though I knew him from somewhere but it wasn't clicking. The guy reached into his jacket pocket and came out with something his hand that he threw that Scott. My brother caught it easily and I saw that it was his inhaler. I looked back up at the guy but his was walking away so all I could see was his back. I tilted my head to the side as I watched his backside but Scott's voice shook my out of my thoughts.

"Okay, I have to go to work." He said to us as he started to walk away and I nodded understanding. Scott and I both worked at the local animal clinic but I didn't have work today. I had started the animal clinic because I wanted to be a veterinarian but Scott had started working there only because he needed the money.

"Dude, that was Derek Hale!" Stiles exclaimed as we started walking back the way we came but I froze where I was when I heard the name 'Hale'. "You remember, right ? He's just a few years older than us."

"Remember what ?" Scott asked our friend but I didn't say anything at all because my mind was in the past.

"His family. They all burned in a fire like ten years ago."

"Six. It was six years ago." I corrected him absently as I gazed back at where we had encountered Derek not moments before.

"What is he doing back ?" Scott asked curiously but I could only shake my head in response because I didn't know.

"Don't know... Come on." Stiles answered him as they both started walking again but I stayed where I was standing. I gingerly touched the scar on my shoulder as I lost myself in the past.

"Cora…" I whispered sadly to nobody.

On Friday night, I was in my room getting ready for Lydia's party as I searched my closet for my Dorothy Perkins Purple satin cami top and black Theory Ford Leather Rizda L Shorts. I smiled to myself as I slipped on the outfit before grabbing my Steve Madden Spycee sandals with the 5 and a half inch heels. I pulled on a FOREVER 21 Classic Layered Necklace and Coast Ria Chain Cuff bracelet before I fixed my recently curled hair in the mirror. Once I was happy with my outfit and make up, I made my way to Scott's room just as our mother came up the stairs and leaned against Scott's doorframe next to me.

"You look pretty." She complimented me with a smile as I joined her at the door and I grinned at her cheekily as I leaned opposite her.

"Most be genetic then." I said honestly but she just shook her head at me and turned to face my brother who was coming out of his private bathroom in only a towel.

"Sophie! Mom!" Scott exclaimed in embarrassment when he caught sight of us.

"Oh, please. We shared a womb, Scott." I reminded him with a scoff as I ran I hand threw my hair. He was rolled his eyes at me and continued over to his dresser.

"Is this a party or a date?" Mum asked Scott slyly as she watched him fuss over a shirt to wear.

"Maybe both..." he answered her slowly and I grinned from ear to ear at the nervousness in his voice.

"And her name is?"

"Allison." I answered for him coyly and he shot me a withering look that I just smiled at innocently.

"Allison... Nice." Mum said as she slowly nodded in approval as thought her name held all the answers to her personality. She reached into the pocket of her nurse's uniform and held up the car keys for Scott to take.

"Thank you!" he said gratefully as he took then from her with a bright smile.

"We don't need to have a talk, do we?" Mum asked him pointedly and I bit my lips in amusement because I so couldn't imagine having the sex talk with her again and I could picture Scott having it either.

"Mum, I'm not having a sex talk with you." Scott told her with a frown but mum gasped in surprise as her eyes widened.

"Oh, my god, I was talking about keeping the tank full..." she told him loudly and then she took the keys from his hands as I smothered a laugh with my hand. "Give me those back!"

"You're serious ?"

"You bet your ass I'm serious, I'm not going up on a reality show with a pregnant 16 year old girl... Come on !" she said as she walked away from Scott room, leaving him looking shocked at the turn of events. I smirked at him as I shook my head and flounced down the stairs just as someone honked a horn out the front.

"That's my lift." I called out to mum as I collected my purse from the side table near the door.

"Who is it?" mum asked me as she came out of the kitchen wiping her hands on a cloth.

"Just Danny. So, you don't have to worry about me getting knocked up tonight." I told her cheekily and I made sure I had everything. I glanced up to see her rolling her eyes at me in amusement because she knew that my friend Danny was openly gay. Once I knew I had everything, I walked over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door.