After P.E. I walked to my last period thinking how lame I was. I mean, Aideen had gotten gorgeous and I was probably that childish kid she saw ten years ago. "Don't think too hard," Lydia joked pulling me from my thoughts.
"Hey," I sighed, still thinking.
"You ok? I haven't seen you like this since you failed the math exam last year."
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just thinking," I replied as the warning bell sounded. "I'll call you around nine?"
"Sounds like a plan," she smiled before running off. I knew I was going to need her help with math tonight since I didn't understand it at all in class, but then I realized I was going to be late so I ran down the hall with and got to class on the other side of the school with thirty seconds to spare.
"Now, I have seen everything," Allison laughed as I took my seat next to her.
"What do you mean?"
"I have never seen you almost late to class. It is totally not like you."
"Oh," I laughed looking at her interested. "How do you know Aideen?" I asked bluntly.
"Justin," she laughed a little insulted.
"Sorry, but I want to know."
"Well her family always and I mean always hung out with mine. I was too young to hear their conversations, so Aideen and I just hung out and got to know each other," she answered as the bell went off. Usually Allison and I would spend the entire class talking, but unfortunately we had a sub today, and that always meant silence. I was ready to kill myself by the end of class since it was nothing but listening to the sub read the book we read the night before as homework. I was relieved when the bell rang forty five minutes later and I ran out the door. I got to my locker and began switching books for the ones that I had homework with.
"So Aideen is coming over to your place?" Stiles asked, scaring the shit out of me. I punched him in the arm as he started laughing.
"Boys!" a teacher snapped, walking past us.
"Yeah, she's coming over. I am meeting her by my car," I said, closing the locker.
"Does she know?" he asked, looking around as I furrowed my brows.
"Does she know what?" I asked, totally oblivious to his question.
"Does she know you were born a…werewolf?" he whispered as I realized what he was talking about. I looked around before shaking my head.
"And she isn't going to find out, you hear me Stilinski?" I pointed at him as he nodded while I tried not to laugh. I locked my locker before I walked away from Stiles. I found Aideen standing by the double doors looking around the parking lot. "What are you doing?" I asked, hugging her from behind as she gasped in fright. "Wow…catching you off guard is like swimming the Atlantic Ocean," I said realizing how stupid I sounded.
"I was just seeing if I could guess your car and stand by it to surprise you," she smiled, turning around to face me.
"Well…that is the corniest thing I ever heard," I laughed jokingly but of course she took it personally. "I'm sorry, ok? So did you guess which one?" I tried changing the subject so she wouldn't stay mad. She faced the cars again and began looking around once more. She looked back at me and smiled before running off. "Hey! Wait up!" She took off like a banshee and I stayed hot on her trail as she quickly stopped in front of a 2004 gold Maxima.
"This is your car," she smiled grabbing the handle waiting for me to open it. I was surprised how she got it right, since it was kind of creepy.
"How did you know?" I asked opening the car as we both got in.
"Lucky guess," she shrugged as I started the car and pulled out immediately stopping at the long line that waited the exit to the school. "What is going on?" she asked, stealing the words right from my lips.
"COME ON!" I called, slamming down on my horn like so many other people were doing. I looked ahead and saw about five cars ahead, Stiles' blue jeep was causing the hold up. I got out of my car and noticed Scott was talking to him before he drove on ahead and we had finally started to move. We pulled out of the school and I was immediately stopped by a red light. My phone had started ringing, indicating I had a new text message.
"Hey! You're driving," Aideen reprimanded as I answered it, seeing it was from Stiles.
"We're at a red. I'll be just a second," I laughed.
Need your help pronto! –Stiles
I placed the phone down as the light turned green and I started moving. "What does he mean he needs your help pronto?" she asked as I looked at her and took my phone from her hands and shoved it in my pocket. I had too many secrets for her to know about.
"It's probably something to do with History. Remember how pissed he was that he had to sit by Scott instead of being by me?" I asked as she nodded and took the bait. Five minutes later we pulled into my driveway as Aideen's mouth dropped.
"You're house is…" she trailed off, I guess she didn't remember it much.
"I know right. My dad was in the good business," I laughed killing the engine; I popped the trunk and got my bag out as Aideen came around and took hers as well. After I closed the trunk and locked the car we walked up the steps and walked in the door. "MOM I'M HOME!" I screamed as my voice echoed through the house. She came into the hallway and looked at me a little upset.
"I'm in the kitchen, you don't have to yell! Now I have to restart on the Argent's cake," she reprimanded not noticing Aideen was standing by me. My mom was a big time baker, and she had her own business that she worked at from home. No matter how many times I told her to bake in her little shop, she kept ignoring me. She loved baking in her kitchen at home, and I was the one working in the shop only doing the register since in my book it was the only masculine thing to do at a Bake shop. "Who's your friend," she smiled, trying to clean the icing off her hand.
"Mom, this is Aideen O'Conner. Remember? She moved away like, ten years ago."
"Oh my God, Honey look at you! You got so beautiful," she smiled, hugging Aideen unexpectedly. I was shocked myself to see her remember so quickly. After her hug, she quickly turned and pointed at me, becoming serious once again. "Shouldn't you be at the shop?"
"No, Reg told me he was taking my shift today," I smiled walking for the stairs.
"Nice seeing you Aideen. Oh, and Justin, door open!" she snapped as I closed my eyes in embarrassment. I can't believe she went there! I was just hanging out with Aideen. I wasn't going to get into any dirty business with her. I didn't even know if she had a boyfriend back in Texas. Maybe one of those cowboys you usually see on TV. I walked into my room and threw my bag on the bed and took a seat at my desk.
"Welcome to Casa de Justin," I said throwing my hands in the air as Aideen started to chuckle.
"What?"
"House of the Justin, that has to be the cheesiest thing I ever heard," she crossed her arms walking to my book shelf. "Ok who are you?" she asked as I turned my chair toward her a little freaked out.
"What do you mean?" I asked, a little nervous.
"I mean, my Justin used to hate reading," she laughed pointing to my wall covered in books.
"Those are just history," I shrugged standing up. I walked over to her and placed my hand on her shoulder getting her attention. "Now the top two rows are World War One and Two. The row under that is about the Kings and Queens of England starting as early as King Arthur. The two rows under that are about Titanic. You know, the ship that sank in the Atlantic. The row under that is all European History, and then the last row was of mainly Ireland, Scotland, and England," I said nearly running out of breath. She had examined my wall, one book at a time and I walked back to my desk to finish up on my History project.
"What's this?" she asked, her voice had changed from kidding to serious drastically.
"What's what?" I called as she placed a book on my desk entitled, The Legend of the Werewolf.
"Oh that?" I asked a little nervous. "Stiles got it for me for my birthday. He has some obsession with it, and says it falls under history and I would like it. I read it in three hours, and it wasn't as good as he said it was," I laughed as she looked at me a little frightened. "You ok?"
"Huh, yeah, I'm fine," she said shaking her head placing the book back. "So how-" she was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. I looked at the screen and saw it was Stiles again but this time he was calling.
"I am so sorry, but I have to take this," I begged as she nodded respectfully and I answered and walked onto my balcony, shutting the door behind me. "WHAT?" I barked in a whisper.
"Didn't you get my text?"
"Yeah, but I am kind of busy right now," I snapped looking at Aideen through the window and smiled as she waved.
"Well, I kind of think your brother's life is more important right now," he snapped.
"Stiles I am an only child," I laughed at his stupidity.
"No, you idiot, your wolf brother," he snapped as I leaned on the balcony. "It's Derek." I stood up getting a little freaked since I hadn't talked to him in a while.
"What's wrong?" I asked reaching in my pocket, grabbing my car keys.
"He's been shot with some kind of strange bullet that Scott's looking for."
"Well if you got Scott on the case, then…."
"Justin," Derek snapped I guess ripping the phone from Stiles. "If you don't get to the vet as soon as possible, I am going to kill you myself," he threatened as I dug my nails that seemed to have been growing into the wooden beam of the railing on the balcony.
"Fine, I'm on my way," I sighed angrily before hanging up. I walked back into my room and smiled at Aideen.
"Everything ok?" she asked sweetly.
"No," I sighed, "he's having trouble with the history homework and is begging me to get to his house. I kind of said yes, if that's ok with you," I smiled innocently as she smiled back.
"Yeah, I should get back to the Argent's house, I still have to unpack," she said as I hugged her.
"Can I um…borrow this?" she asked holding the werewolf book up.
"Sure, I don't care," I laughed walking down the stairs with her. "Hey, ma, Aideen is going to the Argent's. You want her to bring the cake?"
"Could you do that sweetie?" she asked looking at Aideen who nodded with a smile as my mom ran in the kitchen and handed her the cake.
"You want me to drive you there?" I asked as she shook her head her streaked hair swaying in front of her face.
"Nah, it's not that far of a walk. I mean, one or two blocks isn't bad," she laughed.
"Stiles can wait. I am taking you home," I demanded as she smiled and I helped her in my car.