I lie on my bed anticipating the call that i'll get, 'they killed each other' I imagine Alison saying through the phone, 'Jackson tore him apart' Lydia would say wearing a devious smirk, and just like that my phone rings.

"Hello" I say after I accept the call.

"Hey" Lydia's familiar voice comes through the speaker.

"So how'd it go?" I ask casually, hoping the amount curiosity isn't showing in my voice

"It went well, better than I thought, and you were right Scott wasn't totally terrible" she responds sounding like she has no interest in this conversation at all.

"So they didn't kill each other" I say surprise leaking through my voice.

"No they did not" Lydia says, "Anyway, now to more pressing matters, Alison let it slip about your father."

"I was going to tell you" I tell her.

"When exactly were you going to tell me" Lydia asks with an edge to her voice.

"When it was the right time" I sigh into the phone.

"The right time, you told Alison the second you got to school, but you couldn't even tell me because it wasn't the 'right time'" she says sounding pissed.

"Yeah well she asked, you didn't" I fire back regretting the words as soon as they leave my mouth.

"We've been best friends since kindergarten I know when your sad or unhappy I just thought i'd wait for you to tell me, so i'm sorry for being a good friend" Lydia shouts.

"It's not my fault you're always pressed to Jackson's side, maybe if you weren't I could actually get a word out" I shout back before hanging up.

"What's going on up there? Are you all right?" Anna calls from her own room.

"Yeah mom i'm fine."

-

"So you told Lydia about my dad" I say.

"Uh yeah I did, sorry" Alison tells me a worried expression on her face, "I didn't mean to I just figured that you had already talked about it with her."

"It's fine, she was going to find out one way or another, she just hates me now." I say shrugging like it's no big deal, but it is my best friend since kindergarten hates me.

"Again sorry" Alison repeats.

"And again it's fine, it wasn't your fault" I reassure her, and it's not I should've told Lydia about my dad, I shouldn't of let someone else tell her.

"Well that was the bell, we should get to class" Alison says as the high pitched squeal of the pathetic school bell rings.

"I'll see you later, or maybe I won't it depends on whether i've been exiled" I say, half joking half completely serious.

"Where's Scott McCall?" I hear someone shout from around the corner.

"I don't know" someone else yells, which I identify as Jackson, I then look around which is when I am faced with 'Derek Hale' pushing Jackass roughly against a locker, my eyes widen, why the hell is TDH here looking for Scott, I look up only now noticing that Derek's eyes are now on me.

"You" he says slightly stumbling as he walks over to me, he's a mess, his hair is all over the place, his skin looks almost transparent and their is blood running down his arm leaving small droplets of red on the floor of the school corridor.

"You" I say repeating Derek's words, he keeps on coming until we're only centimetres apart, I go to step back but he just keeps on coming.

"Where. Is. Scott. McCall?" He asks, and for a split second I could've sworn his eyes flashed ice blue. I don't answer instead I just stand there too stunned for words.

"Tell me" he says louder, slamming his fist on the closest locker causing me to flinch.

"Why?" I summon enough strength to ask him but I immediately regret it when he closes in on me and growls.

"You should be careful you never know who your friend are or who just wants to rip your throat out" Derek says menacingly before pushing me aside roughly and walking past me, I then let out a shaky sigh of relief.

"You okay?" I ask Jackson when i'm sure 'Derek Hale' is gone.

"I'm fine" Jackson responds through clenched teeth.

"Are you sure because your bleeding" I then say pointing to the blood running down his neck.

"Who was that?" He then asks completely ignoring the blood.

"How should I know" I say as calmly as I can, not wanting him to have any ammunition to use against me.

"You know, I saw it on your face" he tells me.

"Are you sure you didn't get a concussion when your face collided with the locker" I say, all worry from my voice disappearing.

"This isn't over" he says walking off down the hall.

"It never is."

-

"So you and Scott are 'studying' later" I say slyly.

"What's with you and Lydia and thinking that something more is going to happen between me and Scott" Alison whines.

"Because something always happens when you 'study' with the guy your dating, it's practically law" I state, chuckling when Alison's eyes widen with discomfort.

"BEEEEEP" I hear, interrupting me from the conversation I was so happily having with Alison.

"Isn't that Derek" Alison says looking over to the blocked up road.

"What is he still doing here?" I say aloud to myself when I see Derek lying down in the middle of the road in front of Stiles pale blue jeep, "and what the hell is he doing?"

"What are you doing here?" I hear Scott whisper angrily at Derek as I walk over to them.

"What's going on?" I ask once I reach them, all three of them look up at me with irritable expressions.

"None of your business" Derek says glaring up at me.

"It's no big deal he just needs a ride home" Scott says pulling Derek up and once again I could've sworn his eyes changed colour.

"I don't think so" I say staring intently at them.

"Really Cassidy, everything is fine" Scott says pushing Derek into the passenger seat of Stiles's car.

-

"So TDH came to your school looking for Scott, who says he has no relation to TDH but at the end of the day he gives him a ride home" Cat says going through the dot points of what I just told her.

"Yep that sounds about right, oh did I mention he looked like he was dying and that he pretty much threw Jackson against a locker" I then add.

"Oh well, Jackass totally deserved it" Cat jokes smiling up at her me.

"Language" I warn.

"Oh come on your only a couple of years older than me, plus Jackass isn't even a bad word" she says.

"It has ass in it, so yes it's a bad word" I tell her in which Cat just pouts in return.

"Fine" she says reluctantly giving up. "I think 'Derek Hale's' new nickname should be TDS."

"What?" I say a confused expression on my face.

"Tall, Dark and Scary!"