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M.P.O.V.

I chewed my lip, it was another bad habit of mine, which I started doing after I had pierced my lip – it was Laura's idea. Laura Hale had been murdered? I knew who did it instantly. The power hungry member of the Hale family, Peter. He was the alpha now. Hopefully he still thought I lived in Seattle. He never liked me. I sighed. "Hi." I slapped my laptop closed. "Hello." I tried to not seem like I was just scared out of my mind. Scott smiled. He had a nice smile. "How are you?"

"Honestly, I've been better."

Scott shrugged. "I was wondering if you wanted to sit with Stiles and me again today."

"Umm…okay sure."

"Cool." Scott smiled again. "You should also come watch one of our lacrosse games."

I laughed. "I'll add it to my to do list." I picked up my laptop and followed Scott to the cafeteria.

Scott's Point of View

Today Derek asked if we could skip our werewolf training. I thought it was odd but Derek didn't exactly scream "normal" to anyone. I figured Stiles and I might as well hang out and talk about bro stuff. And werewolf stuff. It had been about two weeks since Marcie had first come to Beacon Hills. She seemed odd at first but now she was almost like a sister to Stiles and myself. At first I thought Stiles had a crush on her but his heart still belongs to Lydia. Speaking of Marcie, she was talking about something while I was thinking. "And that's why I'm having a bad week. Well…it's time for my class so I'll see you around." Marcie smiled and walked off.

"Dude! Did you here what she said?" Stiles' brown eyes were huge with excitement.

"No…I must have missed it. What did she say?"

"She said she was here because of her best friend. Then I asked her who her friend was and she said that her friends name was Laura and she couldn't get in contact with her."

I was puzzled. "So…"

"Laura as in Laura Hale i.e. the dead girl who was Derek's sister? That Laura."

"Oh…Oh! Wow. That's a pretty weird coincidence."

"Coincidence? Dude she seems like the perfect friend for Laura!"

"Stiles. That's a bit of a crazy theory. I mean, you have a basis but it's probably a coincidence."

"Yeah…I mean you do know more about werewolf stuff than I do…" Stiles sighed.

"Don't be sad, bro. Your smarter than you think." I smirked. Stiles laughed and we resumed normal conversation.

M.P.O.V.

Stiles reminded me of my sister. My sister was possibly the most annoying, immature person I knew. Stiles came in a close second. I didn't mind hanging out with him but it made me miss my sister, Chyna. I was almost mean to Stiles sometimes because of it.

M.P.O.V.

Stiles was eating and talking. Not really shocking. Anyways, it was disgusting. And he was being really annoying. "Stiles, shut up or I will rip your throat out with. my. teeth." I growled. Stiles made a face and then spit his water out all over my lime green shirt. I made a face and shook water off my hands. I stood up and slowly walked away. "Dude! Why did you do that?" Scott yelled. "Who says 'I'm going to rip your throat out with my teeth'?" Stiles looked at Scott. "Derek!" Scott yelled. His eyes glowed as he realized what Stiles was saying. They instantly got up and ran into the hallway.

S.P.O.V.

She was nowhere insight when we got into the hallway. I looked towards the doors. They were wide open with faint claw marks on the doors. We raced out the doors and arrived at Derek's house. Stiles and I slid behind a bush out front. We could see Marcie standing close to Derek.

M.P.O.V.

"Just because I was friends with Laura doesn't mean I am Laura. Stop pretending. She's dead." I hissed at Derek. He looked at me. "I know, I'm sorry. How long have you been here?" I slid around Derek taking in his appearance and scent. He smelled like Laura. "I've been in for…awhile." I ran my hand around his shoulder. "I've been at the high school." Derek closed his eyes and looked stressed. "Marcie, you graduated high school, you are too old to be playing these games." I sighed. "I know, but I want to keep playing and you are not my dad so shut up." I smiled sassily. "You need to be careful. There is another wolf." My eyes snapped open. "Besides the alpha?" I was shocked. "Yes and he goes to the high school." Derek looked really mad. "Oooh" I smiled, "What's his name?"

"Scoot McCall." Derek said.

"What! You should have told me. I totally met Scott. And that other one…Stiles." I was shocked. Damn Derek. Leave it to him to tell me at the last moment. I almost smacked him. I had a hand on Derek's shoulder. I put my lips up to his ear. "Derek. Derek. Derek. I love you but you have to stop dogging me." I spoke softly. Derek's eyes snapped open. "He's here."

"What! Who's here?" My eyes glowed purple.

"Scott. He is the bushes with Stiles."

"Ooh." I placed my lips to his ear again. "This is going to be really fun." I whispered.

Derek kept his glance at the bushes. I could tell he was angry and embarrassed. "Scott!"

A head popped up from the bushes. "What the hell are you doing here?"

S.P.O.V.

"I…we…she..." All I could do was stutter. "Spit it out Scott." Derek was walking towards me. Marcie followed him. Derek was now a few inches from my face. "We followed her." I pointed to Marcie. "So you knew?" He turned to her. "No…I had no idea." She looked confused. "You're a wolf." I pointed to Marcie. She gave me a skeptical look. "How did you know?" Stiles popped up from the other part of the bush. "I knew it!" He yelled. "It was Stiles…he figured out you were a wolf." I said. Marcie whipped her head around and looked at Stiles. "How exactly did you do that?" She looked confused. "Who says 'I will rip your throat out with my teeth'?" Stiles raised an eyebrow. Marcie smacked her palm to her head. "Damnit." Derek looked back and forth from me to Stiles. "When did you say that?" He said to Marcie. "At lunch." She gave him a look. I figured I should say something. "So we followed you." I pointed to Marcie. "We know that you're a werewolf." She looked me over. She walked up to me and was inches away from my face. "Hmmm…" She mused. "I can see it." Then she turned and walked over to Stiles. "But you…" She ran her hands over his face. Stiles just stood there like a statue. She smelled him. Gross. She looked him over like she had done with me. Then she did something that just grossed me out even more. She licked Stiles' cheek. Gross. "Marcie. Play Nice." Derek hissed. "I'm not going to hurt him." She pushed away from Stiles and walked up to Derek. "Don't you to have a school to go to?" She looked at Stiles & me. "Yeah. Don't you?" Stiles piped up. Then he looked back at the ground. "Don't be silly. I'm 19." She said like it was an average thing. I just think she's crazy. "Okay. Well, bye now." I knew it was time to leave. I grabbed my backpack and motioned Stiles to follow me. Once we were out of earshot I said, "Dude, she licked you. On your face." I looked at Stiles' face. "I know, bro. I know." He looked like he wanted to drop the subject. The rest of the walk was silence.

Cliffhanger! Kind-of. The next chapter will finish up this part of the story and then continue on with Marcie's crazy adventures. Lol. Marcie has really developed into the character I wanted her to be now so expect her to be written the same from now on. And also, Marcie and Derek have a very…complicated relationship. I will probably explain that more later on but for a bit of that refer to Chapter One. And I'm sorry about how choppy this chapter was! UGH!

Until next time,

Bee

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