That morning I was rudely awoken, thrown out of bed by my own sister. I briefly heard her pounding feet as she ran across the floor, right before my face hit it. Luckily I was so dazed from sleep I barely felt a thing, although there was a slight tingle in my jaw as I pushed up off the floor. I climbed up to my knees, using the bed to help pull myself up, about ready to give Erica a piece of my mind for shoving me out of bed – when I saw her beaming back at me. "Look!" she squealed excitedly, nodding frantically down towards the pyjama leg she had rolled up. I frowned for a brief moment, confused before it hit me. The leg she was showing off was the one Derek had bit, and the bite had healed, meaning…
"It worked," I breathed out in relief. I'd never doubted it, but part of me must have been aware there was a chance she'd end up dead from that bite. Thus why I could feel the knot in my chest untangling. But it didn't matter now, because she was alive and we both had this incredible gift.
We then both started to scream excitedly, Erica jumping across the room as I leapt up over the bed. The two of us entangled in each others arms as we screamed for joy, jumping up and down and all over the place. Finally, we were back together, sisters once more and we had the world at our finger tips. At least it felt that way in that moment, and by God, we held onto that feeling for as long as we could. Holding each other and screaming for joy as we bid farewell to our old horrible lives, and hello to our new Werewolf empowered ones.
Eventually though, the moment did end, with our dad coming in and complaining about the noise. We apologised, but couldn't wipe the smiles of our faces. Not that he seemed to notice all that much. He did comment though, saying that it was nice to see us smiling. Apparently it'd been a while since we'd smiled like this. I had to agree, and it felt great to smile like this again.
Me and Erica then parted until breakfast. I'd mastered my morning routine by this point, able to get ready in just under half an hour. But since it was Erica's first time, I did a rush job on myself and gave her free rein over the bathroom. I also brought in all the cloths me and Mom had bought for her a while ago, so that she'd have plenty to choose from in terms of style. As for myself, I threw on a pair of torn jeans, my favourite boots, a red crop top, my leather jacket and as usual, my crescent moon locket. Not my flashiest outfit, but today was Erica's day and I didn't want to upstage her or steal her spotlight. She deserved all the attention today, and she'd get it. I'd make sure of it.
The rest of my morning was spent scribbling down some answers for the homework I'd forgotten, not that it really mattered to me anymore, now that I was a Werewolf. After that I waited down in the kitchen, joining Dad in yet another cooked breakfast. I'd been doing that a lot recently, which Derek explained was just me compensating for my Werewolf powers. Which apparently meant eating more, not that an ounce of it ever reached my hips. God being a Werewolf was amazing.
Eventually Erica joined me, sauntering in with as much confidence as I had after I first became a Werewolf. Although she managed to put on a bit more of a show, walking in and flipping her hair out of her face as she cast me wink. She kept up the sexy act for all of three seconds before she burst out into the biggest smile I'd ever seen. "So? What'd you think?" Erica asked as she placed her hands on her hips.
I really shouldn't have been surprised by what she was wearing. A white t-shirt, leather jacket that I'd picked out specially for her, an extremely short skirt and leopard print high heels that Mom had picked out for her. In all honesty I hadn't envisioned Erica wearing them, but when in Rome apparently. Although I could see she'd taken inspiration from me and my dress style, I was after all her big sister.
"You look incredible," I answered with a smile back to her.
"I know," Erica agreed confidently as she stuck a pose, looking down at her outfit.
"Very nice, Honey," Dad said, just barely glancing up from his morning paper. Typical Dad, I thought with a roll fo the eyes, letting Erica know to ignore him, just like he did with us most of the time.
"Erica, honey, you look fabulous!" Mum cried as she rushed over to get a better look, making Erica blush. "And you're wearing the leopard print heels, I knew you'd look good in them. I said so didn't I, Dylan."
"You sure did," I agreed, before placing my last fork full of food into my mouth. Smiling as I hummed in agreement when both my mom and sister looked my way.
"I'm just glad you two are finally starting to come out of your shells," Mom said before she descended into a motherly ramble about us growing up and how our bodies were changing and how we had to cherish this time of our lives and blah, blah, blah, and so on. I tuned out for most of it, chewing my last mouthful exceptionally slowly just so I had something to do. Poor Erica was stuck next to mom, bobbing her head along as she laughed appropriately and hummed along. But even our embarrassing mother couldn't take away Erica's smile. Not today.
"Well, that's lovely, Mom, but we'd better get going or we're going to be late," I cut in when I finally swallowed, unable to take anymore of my mother. That and I didn't want to risk her tarnishing Erica's perfect first day as a Werewolf. So before she could continue with her motherly speech, I grabbed Erica, pulled her out and we shouted goodbye before heading out to the car.
"So, where are we going?" Erica asked with an excited smile as she climbed into the passenger seat.
"School, obviously," I said as I started the engine.
"Seriously? What happened to skipping school and having some sister fun?" Erica pouted.
"Well, last time I suggested it, you said you wanted to go to school," I pointed with with a smug grin.
"All right, fine, I'm sorry," Erica said in a sarcastically dramatic apology that made me laugh. "Now come on, you owe me a sister day away from school."
"Agreed, and I promise I'll give you that as soon as possible," I said, before reaching into my pocket and pulling out my phone, showing her the text from Derek. "But we've got a little job to do fist." She leaned over, reading the text message. It was just a few lines asking Erica to make a big entrance and to make sure Scott saw her. So basically what we'd been planning to do anyway, only to make sure Scott saw, just like he had with me. And since it'd come from our Alpha, we had to do it, regardless if we suddenly felt like skipping school and having a sister day.
"All right, fine," Erica sighed, falling back against her seat, like she was some big Hollywood actress that was too good for the job. It made me laugh, knowing it was partly an act, but also because I just found it cute. My laughter was pretty infectious though, so Erica's act quickly collapsed and she started to laugh too, showing off that smile once more.
"Come on, let's go and have some fun," I said before pulling out of the driveway.
A little while later we arrived at school, both climbing out before slamming our doors closed in sync. "So you've got it all planed out?" I asked, locking the car before we fell into step, heading towards the school with several sets of eyes on us. Neither of us paid them much attention though, just like we had before the bite. Before we'd done it to block out their mean words and cruel laughs, but now we were secretly soaking up their looks of awe, while we shoved them all aside – because none of them mattered more than we did to each other.
"It's not exactly the great escape here," Erica pointed out with a raised brow.
"You're hilarious," I replied dryly, taking in her grin before I returned it with my own. "Just remember, to make sure Scott and Stiles notice," I reminded her as we climbed the short set of stairs up to the double doors.
"Oh, I hardly think that's going to be a problem," Erica said as we each pushed open a door. We each gave enough force so that when they opened they banged off the walls as we walked in. All the heads turned and more than half the jaws dropped. Not for me, obviously, most of the school had gotten used to the new me by now, so my entrances din't capture nearly as much attention as they once did. However, this time I had Erica, the new and improved Erica that caught everyone's eye. There was no longer just one smoking hot Reyes. There were two.
Sharing a smug look with Erica, the two of us began to strut through the corridors, letting each and everyone of them stare at us as we went by. It made me feel like a model, and Erica most likely felt the same too. It felt like everything was in slow motion, wind blowing perfectly to let our hair flow. Light shining on us just right and bringing out all our glorious features and beauty, which none of them had seen before. Well, they all saw it now, just like in those Hollywood movies. Only this time, it was real.
All too soon we reached the cafeteria and I stepped out in front of Erica, hand risen as I halted her. "Remember, get Scott and Stiles to notice you," I reminded Erica once more, just to make sure the sudden popularity hadn't gone to her head.
Erica tilted her head, skeptical frown forming as she glanced over her shoulder, leading me to several students behind who were staring right at us both. "I don't think that's going to be a problem," Erica said with a delightful grin as she turned back towards me. And she was right, she had this all under control. Now all I had to do was stand back and enjoy the show.
"Go knock them dead," I said with a grin, stepping aside and gesturing towards the cafeteria entrance.
"Back in a mo," Erica said with a wink, blowing me a kiss before sauntering into the cafeteria.
Stepping over, I folded my arms, watching as Erica walked in, all heads turning her way as she walked by each and every table. I smiled, watching her enjoy her moment before my eyes then found her targets. Scott and Stiles, sat alone at a table, gobsmacked. My smile grew, before looking back over to Erica as she leaned over a table surrounded by boys, all of which were now staring at her like she was some holy angel. None could even form words to object as Erica reached over, plucking one of their apples, and taking a big juicy bite out of it. She chewed, nice and slowly, wiping the area around her mouth with her pinkie before then smiling at them all.
My smile couldn't help but grow, enjoying the show as the boys helplessly watched her, mesmerised by Erica's every move. This was what she dissevered after everything she'd been through. To be idealised like this. To be loved like this. And then she did what they'd all done to her and me a thousand times, she turned away. Throwing the apple over her shoulder, smiling to herself when she heard the boys behind her fighting for it.
When she looked my way I cocked an eyebrow, the two of us smiling between each other. Then once she was back by my side, I offered her my arm and she wrapped her own around it. A united front, like we'd always been. And just for good measure, I made sure to look directly at Scott and Stiles – along with Lydia who'd now joined them. Our eyes caught and I lifted my free hand, wiggling my fingers in a seductive goodbye before me and Erica sauntered off arm in arm.
"God that was fun," Erica sighed out in pleasure, doing her best to restrain herself from letting out the true joy she was experiencing.
"I'm glad," I said with a sincere smile to my sister. "And now we're almost done, come on." I lead the way, keeping my arm wrapped around Erica's, waving to the boys as we passed. Erica joined in, quickly catching on as we picked on the couples by blowing kisses to the boyfriends while leaving the girlfriends shrieking in horror. Being beautiful was so much fun, no wonder they were all bitches.
Our new Erica parade however didn't last as long on the way out. I knew full well that Scott and Stiles were following us. Coming to question us both and try to get some answers. Derek didn't want that, not yet at least, so even though it sucked to drag Erica away from the fun, I did.
Heading out one of the side doors, we arrived just in time to see Derek arriving, pulling to a stop at the base of the stairs in his car. The window lowered and he looked out, sun glasses hiding those green eyes as he smiled at us both. We both smiled back uncontrollable before skipping down the steps, two at a time. Once we reached his car, we ran around and I pulled open the door for Erica, pushing the passenger seat forward so she could get in the back.
However before she did, we both looked up and saw Scott and Stiles bursting through the doors, staring at us both as we smiled smugly back at them. Erica then climbed into the back and I climbed into the front, closing the door behind me. All three of us then looked out Derek's window, smiling at the two before the Alpha floored it and we raced out of the parking lot.
"Is every day going to be this good?" Erica asked from the back seat, in between me and Derek, the joy evident in her voice.
Derek smirked to her through his review mirror. "If you want it to be," Derek answered, before then letting out a charming bad boy smile towards me. It brought a giggle out of me before his eyes went back to the road.
"So where do you want me to drop you off?" He asked, clearly in a rare good mood after the show we'd just put on.
"Is that us done for today?" I asked, like a student would a teacher.
"Yep. You're free for the rest of the day. Provided nothing else turns up." He'd gone a tiny bit serious then. Oh well, his happy care free mood had been good while it lasted.
"Yes," Erica squealed out triumphantly from the backseat, promoting my smile to grow as I looked back into her excited brown eyes. "Sister day?" she asked eagerly.
"Sister day," I agreed as she squealed once more from the back seat, doing a little dance that at one point would have had people throwing their lunch at her. Now they'd probably join in or compliment her. Anything to please the new hot Erica and her sister.
"Do I want to know?" Derek asked, lifting an eyebrow above the rim of his glasses.
"Probably not," I answered with a grin.
He smirked back, shaking his head as he pulled over. "Here good?"
"Yeah, thanks," I said opening the door and climbing out once the car had stopped. Erica thanked him to – she went a little overkill, but she shut up once I yanked her away. "So what are you going to do then? Bite another of Beacon Hill's many teenagers?" I asked with a smirk, only half joking.
"I'm chasing down a few leads," Derek simply said, nodding for me to back away. I did, closing the door before then bending down so I could see him through the open window.
"You don't mean that literally…right?" Derek just smiled back, before revving his car engine and pulling away. He might have clipped me, had I not had my Werewolf reflexes and jumped back, watching from the sidewalk as the black camera vanished around the corner.
"Rude," Erica said with a little huff.
"He's the Alpha, he gets to be rude," I shrugged, turning to my sister with a 'what can you do' smile. "And besides, it's not everyday we get to do whatever we want and look this good," I pointed out with a grin as I gestured to my own body and Erica's. That brought a smile to her face, that turned feisty after looking us both up and down.
"But it can be from now on," Erica pointed out.
I grinned, the same feisty and cunning grin as my sister. "Damn, right."