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Chapter Two: The Game

School sucks. I didn't want to get up this morning after spending all night talking to Stiles and Scott about Derek's rude intrusion to my brothers bedroom. All he did was threaten Scott to not play at his stupid game on Saturday. Needless to say, I was in a cranky mood. Stiles took me to school today and I felt bad for the guy, but then again I warned him beforehand. I briefly saw Scott say hello to Allison and her father, awkward. He told me about him being one of the hunters trying to kill him and finding out that he was Allison's father monday morning. Talk about a relationship being complicated. Out of all the girls in the school, he had to pick the one that is a hunter offspring. He's just helping his situation that much more.

I said thanks to Stiles and walked to Erica who was waiting for me at a bench. "Hey. Why do you have your cranky hair on?" I gasped at her insult to my morning ready hair. It's naturally a mess. I my eyes rolled around as I grunted in frustration. "Here, let me help." She moved some of my hair to the right side and patted down some of the fuzz. "There all better."

"Thank you, love," I said with my horrible british impersonation. "The best thing about today is that it is friday." I closed my eyes and smiled as I embraced the fact that I get to go home and go strait to sleep today with nothing to hold me back.

Of course nothing ever goes according to plan. "Doesn't Scott have first line tonight at the game?" I grunted in disappointment. I opened my eyes to look at Erica with all the crankiness I had within. "Sorry," she said with a small smile. She wasn't sorry one bit. She enjoyed every second of my downfall, horrible.

"You couldn't have let me have that one moment, could you?" With no hesitation she shook her head. I rolled my eyes and grinned. "Wait! Nope, the game is tomorrow night! Sucka! You almost got me." I stuck my tongue out at her and she just laughed at me. Just then the bell rang to get to our first class. I said my goodbyes and headed to my dreadful art class.

Ring!The bell ran as I had one more class until freedom. I could have not gone out of the classroom any faster. I went to my locker to grab my books and headed to Scott's locker. I came into the conversation and Stiles immediately sushed me. I responded by looking insulted and glaring at him. Scott then said, "Curfew because of the body."

"What?!" Stiles and I both said. "That is just so-" I was interrupted by my phone. It was my mom so I immediately answered it. "Hey mom." I walked away from the two so that they can continue talking.

"Hey! I'm heading into my shift, but can you cook dinner for tonight? I'm going to be home late." I don't like my mom taking late shifts, but that's the life of a nurse.

"Sure mom. Do you want anything in particular?"

"Umm..." she began saying. I looked around to see Scott talking to Allison. I grinned as he has gotten more comfortable around her compared to last week. "Anything is fine. I probably will eat something here."

"You sure mom?" I didn't like it when she had to eat food from the disgusting cafeteria at the hospital. I'd rather eat through a dumpster than eat that food...well maybe not to that extent.

"Yeah, just get something for you and Scott. Well I got to go, stay out of trouble." I kept my mouth shut since that has a high possibility of not happening.

"I will mom," I said with a smile of her protectiveness. "Bye. I love you."

"Love you too. Bye, bye." With that I hung up and walked over to Scott. I was thinking about the curfew more than what was going on between him and Allison. We already had a state curfew, we didn't need another to keep us from being teenagers.

"No, I really have to go!" Allison said as she stormed off. Apparently within the few seconds I spent on the phone Scott already managed to anger off a potential girlfriend. Too bad, she seemed really nice. I expected more from Scott, more willpower to go after Allison. I walked over to him and gave him an 'are you serious?' look. He just grunted and walked off. I didn't even say anything and I already got him more irritated.

"We are going to see Derek after school!" He yelled at me. I mean yelled, not told, but yelled as in I will have to do it. Jeez, bossy. I mimicked him as I walked to my last class. I already thought history was boring, but with the lack of sleep it was ten times more boring. That class was a complete waste of time.

Scott wasn't lying when he said we were heading to Derek's house right after school because next thing I knew I was standing in front of the fallen Hale residence with Scott yelling out Derek's name. "Stay away from her! She doesn't know anything!" Scott yelled once Derek appeared. I took that as my queue to walk off as my brother yelled at a man who could easily beat him to shreds. Smart.

I wandered off to look at the burnt building. I went to the side and just saw glimpses of the damage inside form the broken windows. Black ash filled almost every inch of the outside. Why would Derek want to stay in a house where his family died? Constantly living in a reminder of the horrific event would be self torture, mentally. I didn't know his family, but if I were in his place, I would want to be as far away from here as possible. I wouldn't want to remember the fire and especially all the people that were taken away from me. I guess this really shows the different ways people heal.

For a moment I forgot why I was here, but then I walked back. Only to find my brother walking off. I was going to yell at him if he wasn't so angry. I turned around to face Derek. "Considering my brothers obvious mood, I don't think he should know you gave me a ride to Lydia's party. If he's pissed off about you giving a ride to a crush he has, then he will lose it when he finds out you also gave me a ride. So yeah, don't mention that anytime soon." I turned around to walk off.

"You know you can't always protect him," Derek simply said.

I stopped in my tracks and turned back around. I licked my lips before looking at Derek. I pondered at his statement before replying, "He's my brother...Even though he may not know it, I would die for him and my mom. They're all I got and I want to help my brother through this. He can get through this and he might be too stubborn to say this, but he is grateful that you're here to help. Then again I can be wrong. He does think you are a serial killer." I smirked at that small fact.

"I can tell you everything you need to know in order to help Scott. Since I can't get through to him, I'm sure you can," he said as he begun to walk into the burned down home. I didn't even think about it as I texted Scott saying I was walking back to Erica's house. I followed Derek into the living room like a lost, eager puppy. "You need to help control Scott's anger. That's what triggers the wolf and that's why I didn't want him to play the game tonight. He will turn in front of everyone and the hunters will come after him no matter what. If they need to kill you before killing Scott then they will." My heart skipped a beat as he told me that. This wasn't a joke, this was life or death. "They have no limits."

I nodded my head as I sat down on the couch. My mind was racing to every single possibility and none of them had a happy ending. I remembered Scott's incident with the hunters which led me to Allison and her father. "Is it safe to be friends with the Argents? I know that Allison's dad is a hunter, but is it just him?"

Derek stiffened a bit before saying, "All of them know some type of hunting method for killing us. Allison is probably in training, but it's better if you don't become friends with the ones that want to kill your brother." I simply nodded my head as I thought about everything that can go wrong. If Scott continues his crush on Allison then there is going to be a bumpy road ahead of us. Knowing Scott, he won't care what other people think about it and just trust Allison that everything will be fine.

I just hope no one ends up in half like the girl they found. I tensed up a bit since Scott and Stiles are sure that Derek was the one that killed the girl. "Um before we continue, did you kill the girl in half? Why would you answer that if you ar-"

Derek talked over me which caused me to immediately shut up. "That was not me! That was the Alpha." He sounded highly offended which caused me to be more afraid of him than I was already.

"Alpha? As in Beta and Omega?"

"Every pack has an Alpha. When my family died, my sister became the Alpha. The split body, that was my sister. Someone else killed her to gain the powers of an Alpha." That poor girl was his sister. It all makes sense now. I felt guilty for accusing him of killing his own sister. He already lost his family and to lose the last living member must be awful. I wonder if he was a serious person before everything happened. For a second, I thought of how I would feel if Scott were to be killed in half...I would be pissed. Derek has every right to act the way he is with everything he had gone through.

"What's so special about being an Alpha?"

He smirked as he spoke, "Alphas gain more. They're, stronger, faster and far more dangerous. My sister was killed by whoever is now the Alpha and I'll do anything to kill them." Alpha seems like a high-worthy position in a pack. Even thought killing for the power may be just a tad bit too much. Who am I to be questioning these things? I'm human. I don't how it feels to be a werewolf; to be more powerful. I'm going to assume being an Alpha is like being on steroids for a werewolf only it's not available for everyone in the pack.

"You have no clue who it is?"

"If I did I wouldn't be spending my time explaining this to you. I would be killing them for what they did." That's when I realized talking about his sisters death is a touchy subject for him and I should avoid it completely. I didn't want him to loose his cool and kill me out of pure urge to shut my mouth.

"Alright, sorry. Didn't mean to ask the wrong questions. Is being a wolf curable?" As I finished the sentence I realized that was a stupid question.

Again with his smirk. "Nope. Your brother is stuck as a wolf for life."

"Great. Now the full moon..." The most obvious concern for Scott. If I learned anything from the media is that werewolves are at their most powerful during the full moon. If I wanted to keep Scott alright, I would definitely need to know what I will be dealing with beforehand. Am I going to deal with a furry dog or a savage beast?

"That's when it gets out of hand. Since your brother is a newborn he won't be able to control it...at all. We need to keep him in a secure location where no one can be harmed. As the time comes I'll help you control Scott, but right now you have to control his anger. Once you got that down everything else will come easily."

We kept talking about everything there was to help Scott and his new abilities until I heard my phone rang and saw two text messages. One from Erica apologizing like crazy and the other from Scott just as crazy only he's pissed off. "Um I should probably head out soon. Scott knows I'm not with my friend. Plus it's like ten at night."

"Remember, Scott cannot play the next game. He will lose control and everyone will know." If Derek mentioned that one more time, I would flip out. I get it! Scott can't play, I don't need to hear it in every other second. The difficult part is going to actually get him to stop the game.

"I believe you, but that's gonna be hard. He's first line. Telling him not to play will crush him, but I'll try." "Before I go, why do you hate the Argents so much?"

Derek glared at me or simply just stared, they both look almost the same to me. "That is a different story completely and for a different time. Just make sure Scott doesn't play tonight."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. I let some off my sass out as I said, "I would ask why so serious, but I can understand your reasons. We barely know each other and serious is the only emotion you have." It's his own fault for my attitude since he mentioned Scott not playing in tomorrows game, again.

Derek glared at me before saying, "You know I can kill you in a second?" I smiled like a child and rapidly nodded my head. He just rolled his eye in annoyance as we walked outside. "I need to go somewhere, I'll drive you home." I was too surprised to respond as he unlocked his Camero. I got into the passengers seat. "Your brother is here with his friend."

I looked out the window to see Stiles's Jeep arriving. "Nope. I rather fear the wrath of my werewolf brother later. Just drive." With that I gave him directions to my house. I had so many more questions to ask Derek, but I didn't want to bombard him with questions. "Actually, do you mind if we stop by the grocery store? I want to pick up food for my mom."

Derek didn't say anything, but he did drive to the grocery store for me. "I know this is asking a lot, but do you mind taking me to the hospital? You don't have to, I can always call Stiles."

His face softened a tinybit as he said, "I'll be here when you come back out."

"Thank you," I said. I trotted into the store and headed to the deli area. I didn't want to keep Derek waiting so I quickly grabbed a simple turkey sandwich and headed to go pay. As I was walking out I ran into Jackson, the last person I would expect to be here so late. He also came with a broken arm. "Hey Jackson. What happened to your arm?"

He looked at me funny before answering, "Your brother didn't tell you? He dislocated my shoulder during practice." My eyes widened at this new news. Chances are that Scott was about to lose control and Jackson happened to be caught in the middle. "Yeah. Is he doing steroids or something?"

"Ha! No way, but that would explain a lot. Anyways, I gotta go. Hope you shoulder is better for the game. Goodnight!" I said. One thing I knew is that Lydia is going to be extra crazy tomorrow. After all, she wants the best guy wrapped around her finger and that happens to be the lacrosse captain, Jackson Whittemore.

"Night." I gave a simple wave bye and headed to the parking lot. I walked to find Derek parked in the same place. Part of me was relieved because I was expecting to call Stiles for a ride. I got in the car and Derek drove towards the hospital. I was too tired to try to make conversation with Derek. I glanced at the clock and it was fifteen minutes past eleven. My sleeping habits were going to be so unhealthy for soccer season.

We reached at the hospital and I gathered my things. "Thank you, Derek. I owe you one."

"Nights not over. I'm gonna drop you off at your house." There was a split second of awkward silence on my end since he had already done too much for me. I barely met the guy and he is giving me rides all over the town.

"Derek you don't have to do that. I can ask Stiles to come and get me. I don't want to be taking anymore of your time and why would you even want to bother being my personal, temporary taxi driver?"

"I have a car, you don't. Anyone can see that you're about to pass out at any moment and I'm sure you want to get home as soon as possible." My jaw stiffened because I knew I would never win this argument and he was right about my sleep depravation. I simply opened the door and left to go give my mom the sandwich. I strolled along the various hallways until I found my moms station and there she was sitting, going through some paperwork.

"Hey mom," I said softly. She looked up and was shocked to see me. "I brought you food. Just a sandwich, but it's better than anything they serve here." I made a minor disgusted face and she just laughed. I handed her the food.

"Savanna, you didn't need to do this." I was going to say that I wanted to, but she kept speaking. "Seriously, but thank you." She hugged me as best as she could because the counter was in-between us. I was honestly to tired to fight it so I just put a gentle smile on my face. Her mood quickly changed into concerned mother. "What are you doing here this late? It's eleven thirty! You should be at home sleeping. You look like a zombie!...Now go before I ground you again."

I was stunned at the exaggerated punishment, but I knew she would actually ground me. I didn't want to be grounded just as I got ungrounded. "OKAY! Goodnight mom!" I kissed her on the cheek as she said goodnight to me. I practically ran out of the hospital. I got worried for moment because I didn't see the black Camero in the same spot. I called Stiles and Scott, but both went strait to voicemail. "Fuck." I looked up as a car drove up to me. Not any car, the black Camero. If it were Scott I would be pissed, but since Derek has done too much for me today, I was silent as I entered the car. "Thank you, Derek." That's all I said as we began driving.

"I had to check on something real quick. I didn't expect it to take so long." I nodded my head. I leaned against the window and before I knew it, I was asleep. I didn't even mean to fall asleep in his car. Evidently the next thing I knew I felt someone tapping my shoulder. I slowly opened my eyes and yawned. That didn't last long considering I remembered that I was in Derek's car. I felt so embarrassed. Thankfully I didn't drool if I did I would have bolted out of the car out of pure humiliation. "We're here."

I took a deep breath as I unbuckled myself. "I owe you big time. Next time I bake, I'll make a separate batch of brownies just for you." All he did was smirk. "Anyways, goodnight."

"Goodnight," he said as I got out of the car. I walked to the front door and Derek was already down my street. I swiftly entered the house, dashed to my room and closed the door behind me.I have serious issues being left home alone. Everything going on just makes it a tad bit worse.

One gigantic factor that couldn't leave my mind was that there was someone more dangerous than Derek and that was pretty petrifying. I just hope we can get through this quickly and soon laugh about this. I wish I would never get to see the Alpha, but those chances are really slim now that Scott is a werewolf and I have to look out for him. I do want to avoid that confrontation until the very last minute, but sadly I cannot predict the future.

I changed into my pajamas before I texted Erica to go on Skype and she gladly did. It wasn't unusual for her to be up at midnight. When her screen popped up she had the most guilty face plastered on like when a kid gets in huge trouble. My instant reaction was to laugh uncontrollably. As I was trying to control myself Erica made another odd face to my laughing reaction. That didn't help, it just made me laugh even more. To be honest, I didn't really know why I was laughing that much, but I did. Finally after about five minutes I was back to my normal breathing habits.

"I think you are going mentally insane..." Erica told me. I just broke out into a huge smile. "Yup, you are."

"I have like no sleep, of course I'm going to act a bit crazy," I said as I stuck my tongue out at her. I'm used to having at least eight hours of sleep each night, but I've been running on three or four hours. If Scott's game was today, I would have probably fallen asleep at the game.

"Then go to sleep..." Erica simply said.

"But I'm home alone." I looked at her with sad puppy dog eyes. I did that mostly because I was so tired, I could not control my actions. Sadly my paranoia didn't let me sleep well when it came to nights alone like when mom is working and Scott is with Stiles. I would ask Erica to come over, but considering it's past midnight I don't think her parents would be so happy to drive her over here.

"The sooner you go to sleep the faster you will wake up to a house filled with people," she softly reassured me. I do have a phobia or paranoia of being left alone and I'm so thankful that Erica knows how to deal with it.

"You know my minor paranoia, that's not gonna happen."

"How about I somewhat watch a movie with you until you sleep."

"You're going to watch me sleep like a creepy vampire from a teen book?" I said with as much enthusiasm as a pre-teen in love with those book.

Erica laughed and replied, "Yes. I will even glitter in the sunlight if you ask me to." I bursted out laughing, but agreed. I got up and put on the first DVD I saw which happened to be The Lion King. "Alright, now I shall do homework as you fall into a deep slumber."

I grinned at her as I placed my laptop on my nightstand. It did help knowing if someone were to kidnap me at any moment I would have a witness on my laptop. I eventually fell asleep with my lights, TV and laptop on. It actually didn't take that long due to my major sleep deprivation.

The next morning came and I turned to my laptop that was already shut, along with my lights and TV. I smiled at the small random acts that my mom does, but she probably did it for the electric bill. My five seconds of peace were rudely interrupted by the front door slamming followed by Stiles' loud voice being heard throughout the house. Before I wanted to even deal with today's wolf drama, I went to take a shower in my mom's room.

As I finished up and put the dry clothes on, I heard mom's TV turned on. Seriously? They couldn't just wait for me to go downstairs. I threw everything in the hamper and was ready to yell at the two impatient boys in my moms room. "Stiles! Really? You couldn- H-hey mom..." And of course I completely forgot that mom took the day off for Scott's game tonight.

"Savanna. Sorry to disappoint, but Scott and Stiles are downstairs raving about finally catching the person who cut the poor girl in half."

"Really?" My mom just nodded. I bobbed my head up and down as I slowly left the room. As I reached the door I jolted down to where Scott and Stiles were eating some sandwiches.

"So who was it?" I said with so much excitement flowing throughout my body.

"Derek Hale," Stiles said with a smile. Just like that my excitement went away. I gave them a blank stare for a while until I realized I was suppose to pretend to be happy for them, even if they got the wrong person. "Come on, you were jumping for joy like point five seconds ago."

"No, its just I hoped tall, dark and handsome wasn't the one to get arrested. I mean he was just so gorgeous-" That's when Stiles and Scott closed their ears with their hands and made random noises to block out my voice. Once they stopped I added, "Hey, I have hormones and I always have to hear you, Stiles, talking about Lydia and you," I pointed to Scott, "I'm sure I'm going to hear plenty of talk like that about Allison." They both stayed quiet for a moment as I continued, "Yeah that's right so..." I stuck my tongue out at them. Childish, but I didn't care. I had a good sleep and it was just... four thirty in the afternoon.

"Yeah so Derek is in jail and Beacon Hills no longer has a curfew," Stiles said.

"Amen to that," I said as I stole a half of the sandwich off of Scott's plate. He didn't even mind, probably because he knew I was right about Allison. That's when I received a text from Lydia telling me to help her with signs for the lacrosse game tonight. Remember Scott can't play in the game, Derek's lovely voice entered my head. I was going to tell Scott, but that would just crush his spirit. Screw Derek, he can't control me. I decided to just let Scott do as he pleased. I averted my attention to Scott and Stiles and simply told them, "I'll see you guys at the game. I'm going to head over to the school to help Lydia with something and no Stiles you were not invited. Bye!" They said bye as I walked out the door.

As I headed towards the school I thought about what Derek was going through. He's most likely to be more pissed than his usual seriousness. My brother was going to get it once he got out of jail, that is if he did get out of jail. He was innocent so I'm sure he will get out and if he doesn't, I'm going to be paying so many visits just to get advice on Scott's monthly turning. I can understand why the two goons thought that Derek was the killer, but they should have asked him if he was, it's not that hard. I had a nice civil talk with Derek and I found out a lot more than Stiles and Scott found on their own. Then again I'm probably the only one in this town who thinks Derek is innocent. After all he doesn't exactly look like someone who hasn't committed a crime... nope, not one bit.

My mind drifted off to numerous topics until I finally arrived at our marvelous school filled with one teenage werewolf, who is my brother, that happens to be on the lacrosse team. Talk about normalcy. The sun was already setting and the other school bus had just arrived along with some of our team heading towards the lockers. I must have walked a lot slower than I thought. At least I saved myself from having to make a bunch of pointless posters. As if she was reading my mind, Lydia Martin was heading strait towards me. "Really? It didn't have to take you a whole hour to get here."

I tried my best not to give back attitude since I knew Lydia gets extra bitchy during a game. Also she was even more of a bitch since Jackson injured his shoulder and wouldn't be playing to his full potential. "Well Lydia, not all of us are blessed with cars like you and Jackson."

"It takes you thirty minutes to get here on foot," she said with that bitchy face of hers that I wanted to just slap off. I had to keep telling myself it was Jackson's fault for the way she was acting. Then again, Jackson's injured shoulder is because of my brother. Yup, everything is Scott's fault. The world makes sense again.

How did she even know how long it takes for me to get here? I had to have told her at one point, if not then it was just plain creepy. "Well I'm sore sin-"

Lydia shushed me. Shushed me. She physically put her hand near my face to be quiet. I was so close to returning the bitchiness if I hadn't seen Allison and her father walk up to us. "Don't care, but if your brother messes this game up I'll make sure both of you get something bad out of it." She needs to turn down the crazy. She turned around with the most cheerful smile towards Mr. Argent and Allison. "Mr. Argent, Allison so nice to see you. Mr. Argent this is Savanna."

"Hi," I answered with a smile. I shook hands with the man who almost took away my brothers life. This was already off to a good start. I didn't realize how uncomfortable I felt being around him until that moment.

"So who do you plan on cheering on today?" Mr. Argent asked me. At first I thought team, but obviously I was cheering for my own school.

Without thinking I said, "My brother, Scott McCall." Now they know I'm his sister and could easily use me to get to him, great. Hopefully it will never come to that extent. I began wondering if would do that to me or my mom. He doesn't come off as a cold blooded werewolf killer and neither does Allison. Scott was telling me the truth since he was freaking out when he told me. Only time will tell.

"Now he seems to be all that Allison talks about." At least I knew Scott didn't completely blew with Allison. He still had a chance! A slight chance, but a chance nonetheless. Their relationship would be chaotic in every way possible. Maybe if they were normal they would be fine however they're not so normalcy is out of the question.

"Dad!" Allison said with obvious embarrassment.

I just chuckled and told him, "Well he isn't a bad person, if that's what you wanna know. Scott is just an average lacrosse player at Beacon Hills along with handling a job with a vet in town."

Mr. Argent was going to speak if my mom didn't come up next to me. "Hey, Sav," she said as she hugged me and kissed me. Not embarrassing at all mom, not at all. "Oh, hi I'm Savanna's mom, Melissa McCall."

"Allison's dad, Chris Argent." 'I'm here to confirm that your son is a werewolf and then I'm going to kill him' I thought of him saying. I'd laugh for a second if he did say that, then I'd run like hell.

"Well we should go get good seats before the game starts," Mom said. She was obviously happy with coming to see Scott play first line. I was happy that she was happy to see him, but this was just the beginning of the most tensed game I had ever watch Scott play. Aside from Stiles, I'm the only one that knows about Scott being werewolf. I'm going to have to avoid any sarcastic remarks about it since I am with a werewolf hunter and three other people that don't know these things exist.

Most of the game was a blur since it outshined the last goal. Scott changed his methods and actually got the ball during the last part of the game. During the last few seconds he stood alone in front of the goal and I almost thought he was going to let his inner wolf out. He scores and I cheered so loudly along with my mom that I didn't even see Scott and Allison head towards the lockers. Stiles' dad was already on the field and I began going down to join him and Stiles.

When I stepped foot on the ground Stiles pulled me towards the lockers. All he said was, "Scott is transforming and he's alone with Allison." I sprinted to the lockers with Stiles, but stopped at the scene of Allison and Scott kissing. I stopped Stiles and we just pretended we just got there as Allison walked out.

"I kissed her..." Scott said with a dreamy tone to his voice. I chuckled at him since I never really heard him talk that way.

"We saw," I said while trying to hide my amusement of his dreamy mood.

"She kissed me."

"We saw that too. It's pretty good, huh?" Stiles said.

"I... I... I don't know how but... I controlled it, I pulled it back. Maybe I can do this, maybe it's not that bad!" Scott said with so much confidence. I was happy for my bro, he might not die as a forty year old virgin werewolf.

"Yeah! We'll talk later then!" Stiles said as he pulled me with him out of the locker room.

"What?" Scott said and we both stopped and looked at him. I didn't really know why I was there, but Stiles had to have had something more important to tell Scott than to interrupt his actions with Allison.

"The, er... medical examiner looked at the half of the body we found..." My attention was quickly averted to Stiles.

"And?" Both Scott and I said.

"Well, let's keep it simple... The medical examiner determined that the killer was animal, not human, Derek human, not animal, Derek not the killer... Derek let out of jail." I wanted to jump for joy, but Derek is the enemy to Scott and Stiles. I held in my 'I told you so' as the two boys in front of me looked terrified.

"Are you kidding?" Scott asked.

"No, and there's bigger news. My dad identified the dead girl, both halves... Her name was Laura Hale." I stood there awkwardly since I already knew all of this. I wanted to tell Scott more about everything, but that would mean he would remember that I stayed to talk with Derek instead of hanging out with Erica and that would not be good for me at all.

"Hale?"

"Derek's sister..." I don't think Scott was the reason I stayed quiet through their conversation. It was more out of respect for Derek. He told me so much that I know I shouldn't be telling the world about and this had to do with his deceased sister. That was more of reason to just keep quiet. It didn't have to do with anything about being a werewolf, it was his family a personal matter.

Avoid any mishaps during the game? Check. Next step was to help Scott control his anger. That is gonna be fun...

Thank you to those of you who have reviewed and put this story on your alert or favorite list! :) It brought a smile to my face knowing that people were actually reading this. So once again, thank you!

I'm going to be busy with work from tomorrow through Sunday so I thought I'd put this chapter out early :D Next chapter will be out sometime next week! I might just upload a new chapter every Tuesday or Wednesday to make it easier for me and my schedule.

Anyways, Thank you!

-Z