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Lunatic:
Meet me at 11 Houston St. at 5pm – Allie
I looked up at abandoned house in front of me and frowned in discomfort because something about the place was chilling my nerves. When I had gotten the message from Allison I had gladly taken the excuse to leave home but now that I was standing there in my Forever New Kensia silk roll sleeve shirt, Pull & Bear Ripped Skinny Leg Jeans and a pair of Anna Field High heeled boots and my long brown hair in a messy bun on top of my head, I was feeling a little apprehensive. I slowly walked towards the front door to the house nervously as I listened and watched my surroundings carefully. I stepped lightly onto the dilapidated front porch of the house and stopped just in front of the door. I raised my hand to knock on the door but just as I was about to touch the chipped off paint, the door swung open to reveal Allison standing on the other side. I gasped in shock as the door suddenly opened and then pressed my hand to my chest as I tried to catch my breath.
"What the hell, Allison?" I swore at her through deep breath and she smiled at me sheepishly as she tried not to laugh. I smiled back at her a little as the adrenaline slowly left my body and I was able to get the humour in the moment.
"Sorry." She apologised to me with a small smile on her lips but I just waved my hand dismissively as she led me into the house. She grabbed my hand in hers before pulling me through the falling down house and out into the backyard. Once we were outside I could see the makeshift shooting range and quirked a perfect eyebrow at Allie in question as I looked over at her. She grinned slightly as she continued to pull me further towards the targets that were placed strategically around the yard. I looked around the yard until my gaze fell on a young woman in her mid-twenty with long honey coloured hair that was standing near a table with her back to us. Allison pulled me over towards the woman in question and woman paused in her movements to turn around so that she could greet us. "Okay, so, Aunt Kate this is my friend, Sophie. Sophie, this is my Aunt Kate." Allison introduced me to the woman and I faked a bright smile at the woman because she was after all an Argent.
"Nice to meet you, Kate." I said to her as I stretched out a hand for her to shake in greeting.
"Nice to meet you too, Sophie. The last friend of Allison's that I met called me 'ma'am'. It was kind of insulting." Kate replied to my greeting as she put her hand in mine and I shook it firmly in my grasp. I laughed lightly at her comment before letting go of her hand and stepping back so that I was next to Allie.
"You're much too young to be a ma'am." I told her honestly as I delicately shrugged my shoulders at her. I glanced at her subtly as I took in her confident demeanour and the superior smirk that seemed to be a permanent fixture on her lips. Her pretty eyes seemed to hold both a playful edge and a sharpness that radiated control and authority.
"I like this girl." She said to Allison approvingly and I smirked to myself as Allie laughed lightly from next to me.
"So, what are we doing here?" I asked them curiously as I looked around at the makeshift shooting range that had been set up in the abandoned backyard.
"We are helping my darling niece get over her break up." Kate informed me as she turned her attention to whatever was on the table next to her.
"By shooting stuff?" I asked them in amusement as I walked over to join the two them at the table. I gaped at the arsenal that was spread out on top of the table. There was everything from crossbows to knives to guns lying on the table top just waiting for someone to pick them up. I eyed one of the guns appreciatively before turning my gaze back to the older woman who was next to me watching with a raised eyebrow as I looked over the impressive collection.
"That's right." She drawled with a smirk on her lips before she turned back to the table and picked up a miniature crossbow. She handed the weapon to Allison with a small smile and Allison took it and held it expertly in her hands. "Show us what you got." Kate said to her niece with a wink as she pushed Allison towards the make shift shooting range. I smiled to myself as I remembered what Allie said about being an expert at archery. I stood next to Kate as Allison took her stance and aimed the bow at one of the dummy's that had been set up down the lane. The arrow zoomed out quickly as Allison released it and it landed directly in the dummy's stomach. Kate let out a low whistle as she watched her niece proudly and I smiled at my friend when she turned around to face us with a smile on her lips.
"Very impressive. You were aiming for the stomach, right? 'Cause otherwise, that was really bad." I commented jokingly as she walked back over to the table where Kate and I were still standing.
"Ah ha. Let's see you do better." Allison taunted me teasingly but I just smirked at her and blindly picked up one of the guns on the table.
"I'm more of a gun kinda girl." I told her with a wink as I clicked the safety off of the gun and her eyed widened. Kate chuckled lightly at my move as if she didn't believe I had any idea what I was doing but moved aside so that I could pass.
"Girl after my own heart." I heard Kate say to Allie as I moved passed the two of them to stand closer to the firing line. "You sure you don't want some pointers first?" Kate called out to me from her spot near the table but I ignored her and took my stance correctly. I aimed the gun at the dummy and fired the gun five times in rapid session. I smirked as I pulled the gun back from its ready to fire position and looked over at the dummy I had hit. I heard two sets of footsteps coming up behind me as Kate and Allison approached me to see what damage I had done. I tilted my head to the side as I studied the dummy that now had a bullet hole in each thigh, the stomach, the heart and directly in the forehead.
"I think I'm good." I stated matter-of-factly as the three of us looked at the practice dummy and Kate breathed out a laugh at my comment.
"Which eye do you close when you aim?" she asked me suddenly and I turned my head to look at her with an eyebrow raised at her random question. Her face was set in a stern look so I smirked at her in mischief before answering her question.
"A real marksman keeps their eyes open while aiming." I told her correctly and her face broke out in a smile of approval. She laughed a light at me as she shook her head before walking back over to the arsenal table. Allison and I followed behind her slowly and I noticed Allie glancing at me from the corner of her eye. "What's up?"
"Where'd you learn to shoot like that?" she asked me as she glanced over her shoulder at the dummy and then back to me.
"I have daddy issues." I explained to her with a shrug of my shoulders as we walked closer to the table. "I'll be lucky if I don't become a stripper in Reno with a tramp stamp."
"Nice." Kate commented as she laughed on the other side of the table and I smiled over at her as Allison chuckled at my comment as well.
"For the record, I totally approve for this breakup ritual. It so beats ice-cream and '80's movies." I told them as I picked up one of the throwing daggers from the table with smirk.
I sat in the back of Chris Argents burgundy SUV next to Allison on the way to school after spending the night at her house eating ice-cream and watching '80's movies. I had borrowed her aqua Cut Out Skater Dress that Lydia had disallowed her to wear because of her skin tone, Object Collector's Item New Tam X Cardigan, a pair of tan suede Pedro Garcia boots, matching Statement Pastel Pink Feather Earrings and Wrapped Watch & Bracelet 5-Piece Set with my hair expertly straightened by Kate. We pulled to a stop at the front of the school so I sent a warm smile to the two adults in the front seat before trying the door handle to get out only finding it locked. Allison groaned in frustration as she turned to face her father in the driver's seat. We both leaned forward to poke our heads in between the middle of the two front's seats to frown at Chris.
"Dad, if you're going to insist on driving us to school, you at least have to let us out of the car." Allison told her father drily as she sighed and then sent an apologetic look towards me but I just smiled back at her. She should have to apologise for having her father care and worry about her safety. It was actually a fact I was envious of but I would never tell her that.
"If you weren't going to let us out, why did you drive here in the first place?" I asked him as I frowned in confusion and Chris just looked at the two of us before sighing. He looked over at the school building with a frown before turning his attention to his younger sister in the passenger seat.
"Kate, what's your opinion on home schooling?" he asked her and it was kind of hard to tell if he was serious or not. Allison smiled slightly in disbelief as she shook her head at her father but I just chuckled lightly from next to her.
"Well, you know I'm more of a learning-by-doing kind of girl." Kate answered her brother after thinking it over for a second.
"What's your opinion on overprotective dads who keep ruining their daughter's lives?" Allison asked her aunt before sharing a long look with Kate in the front seat. Kate grinned at us both before leaning over her brother and clicking the unlock button. We all looked smugly at Chris as he rolled his eyes at us but waved us away.
"Thank you." Allie whispered loudly to her aunt before grabbing her bag from the seat.
"You're welcome." Kate whispered back at her as I slid from the open car door. I held the door open as Allison climbed out after me and then stuck my head back in the door to smile at the remaining Argents.
"Thank you for the ride and letting me stay at your house." I said kindly to the man in the front seat and he smiled back at me slightly.
"No problems, Sophie. You're always welcome at our house." Chris said back to me and I smiled warmly.
"Oh, and don't worry about Allison. She's kinda kickass at the self-defence thing." I reminded him with a grin before closing the door on Kate's laughter. I smiled to myself as I hurried to catch up to Allison and Lydia at the front of the school.
I walked into the cafeteria for lunch in a hurry because I was running late after spending my free period in the library with my friend Erica Reyes. We had been partnered together for a class project years ago and had instantly become friends. Lots of the other people in school were always bullying her because she had epilepsy but I made it clear to everyone that I wouldn't put up with them treating her or anyone else badly. One time Erica had a seizure during a class that I wasn't in and some idiot videoed it on his phone and then posted it online. When I found the video I tracked down who made it and forced them to delete it from the internet but by then it was already too late and nearly everyone had seen it, including Erica. Every time Erica and I hung out I offered for her to come with me to lunch with my friends but she always declined. As I entered the cafeteria, I immediately looked around for Jackson because I always sat with him at lunch but I couldn't see him anywhere. I spied a familiar strawberry blonde head so I walked over to where Lydia sat by herself and sat down next to her with a smile. She didn't even turn her head when I sat down so I frowned at her in concern before following her gaze to another table in the corner where Jackson and Allison were sitting together. I watched in shock as Jack wiped his thumb over Allison's bottom lip and then stuck the same thumb in his mouth.
"What the hell is that?" I wondered out loud mostly to myself but Lydia heard me and shook her head in answer.
"I don't know but I don't like it." She said venomously without taking her pretty green eyes off of the offending couple. She snapped out of whatever trance she was in and looked over at me with wide eyes full of hurt. I knew how much Lydia really did love Jack so it hurt me to see my friend in pain. I grabbed her hand under the table because I knew that she wouldn't want to be comforted in public. Lydia was under the assumption her she had to appear perfect at all times to the majority of the students and she may have been right in some aspects. This was in fact high school so appearances mattered more than they should have. Lydia smiled at me shyly and squeezed my hand back before letting go. "I refuse to lose my boyfriend to some random new girl."
"You would rather lose him to a non-random new girl?" I asked her jokingly and she turned her glare onto me making me shrink back a little at the heat in her green eyes.
"Don't be cute." She ordered me harshly before looking back to where Jackson and Allie were sitting across the cafeteria. "And, no. If I'm going to lose him to anyone, it's going to be you."
"Yeah, that's not happening." I told her with a scoff and she smiled brightly at me.
"Then I shouldn't have a problem then, should I?"
I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen wearing my Colour Block Chiffon Dress Three Little Words and GIUSEPPE ZANOTTI Boots that had been a gift from Jackson, handpicked by Lydia with my long brown hair wavy and loose around my shoulders. My mother walked into the kitchen behind me already dressed in her nurse's scrubs for her night shift at the local hospital. She looked over my outfit with a sceptical eye before gaping at me with an open mouth.
"What? You wanna borrow it when I'm done?" I asked her jokingly as I took a sip of my water and she shook her head at me.
"What do you think you're wearing?" she asked me sternly and I could tell she wasn't unamused by my joking attitude.
"A dress. I'm going dancing, mom."
"Not in that!"
"I'm going to a gay club." I informed her calmly and all the anger in her shoulders melted away at my words.
"Oh." She said as her mouth opened and then closed repeated because she really didn't have another argument to keep me here. "Hey, Soph, he's okay, right?"
"Who?" I asked dumbly as I looked at her in confusion and she just raised her eyebrows as she pointed to the ceiling. "Scott? Yeah. Totally." I tried to assure her even though I didn't fully know the answer.
"He just doesn't talk to me that much anymore, not like he used to."
"Well, he's had a bit of a rough week."
"Yeah, yeah, I get it." Mom said sympathetically and I knew that she was thinking about her known pervious heartbreaks. We heard the front door unlock so we both headed in that direction to meet my twin brother. "Scott?" mom called as we walked into the room but it wasn't Scott at the front door.
"Stiles." The skinny weirdo in front of the door corrected her with a wave of his hand.
"Key!" mom exclaimed in surprise as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Yeah. I had one made, so – " Stiles trailed off happily as he tucked the key into his jacket pocket.
"That doesn't surprise me. It scares me, but it doesn't surprise me." I said to them with a shake over my head.
"Ha." Stiles said sarcastically with his head down but then he looked up at me and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Whoa! Holy –"
"My eyes are up here, Stiles." I snapped at him as I pointed to my eyes when his attention had been on my legs too long for my liking. His head snapped up to meet my gaze as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Sorry." He mumbled to me as he dropped the duffle bag he was holding onto the floor and he made a rattling sound. My eyes automatically widened when I realised that it was the chains that Stiles was going to tie Scott up with since it was the full moon.
"What is that?" mom asked him as she pointed to the bag in question.
"Uh, school project." Stiles stuttered a reply while I bit my lip nervously behind my mom's back.
"Yeah, um - Okay, uh - Be careful tonight." Mom said as she walked towards the front door and I followed her.
"You, too." Stiles said to her as he lifted his hand to wave goodbye.
"Full moon." Mom added with a small smile as she looked through her purse for the keys.
"What?" Stiles and I both exclaimed at the same time as we exchanged a panicked glance at each other.
"There's a full moon tonight. You should see how the E.R. Gets. Brings out all the nut jobs. You know, it's, um, actually where they came up with the word "lunatic."" Mom added as she pointed tapped Stiles on the shoulder to prove her point and I laughed as I followed her out the front door while Stiles stood there confused.
I walked up the stairs with a skip in my step because I still had the music from the club flooding through my body and the little bit of alcohol I had consumed was in my veins.
"Oh, Scotty! Are you still all Wolfman?" I asked teasingly as I made it to the top the staircase and turned in the direction of Scott's room. I was laughing at my own joke as I turned into Scott's doorway and froze. "Scott?" I asked in a whisper as I looked into the room with wide eyes.
"Yeah?" he asked me hesitantly and I looked over at him with hazy vision.
"I can see dead people." I whispered to him and he snorted out a laugh as the ghost of Derek Hale raised its eyebrows at me.
"He's not dead, Soph." Scott explained to me calmly having been used to my drunken episodes.
"Oh. That's no fun." I said with a pout on my lips before I realised what that actually meant and my eye widened. "Oh!" I exclaimed excitedly from the doorway before running at Derek and wrapping arms around his neck. He caught me around the waist in surprise as I hugged him tightly.
"Okay. Come on." Scott said as he pulled me off of Derek and placed me on to the bed next to him. I smiled at them both reassuring them that I was fine before they went back to their pervious conversation.
"I can't do this. I can't be this and be with Allison." Scott said to Derek quietly and I groaned out loud from my spot on the bed. They both turned to look at me in surprise as I ran a hand through my messy hair. "What?"
"I love Allie, Scott, but there are more important things going on. People are dying because of the Alpha. You need to get your head out of your ass." I told him matter-of-factly as I played with a loose thread on his comforter. Derek looked at me with raised eyebrow but I could tell that he agreed with me and Scott glared at me slightly before turning back to Derek.
"I need you to tell me the truth. Is there a cure?"
"For someone who was bitten? I've heard of one. I don't know if it's true." Derek said to Scott calmly and truthfully so that he didn't get his hopes up.
"Well, what is it?"
"You have to kill the one that bit you."
"Kill the Alpha?" Scott asked in clarification as his face morphed to shock.
"Scott. If you help me find him, I'll help you kill him." Derek declared to my brother as I laid my head down on Scott's pillow. I didn't hear the rest of the conversation because I was already letting sleep take over me.
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