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I didn't want to wake up the next morning, but with the whole 'help Scott' thing I kind of had to.
I walked downstairs after changing, my dad was already eating and my mom served me up a plate of food.
How could something so similar suddenly be so different, everything had changed.
"Training starts at five, don't be late." My father said as I got up to leave.
"Alright." I said smiling, I wasn't sure if the werewolf thing heightened my acting abilities, but it was worth a shot.
I got my bag and started up the car. I listened closely to my parents talking, the werewolf thing had it perks.
"Are you sure she's ready for this Alex?" My mothers voice was clear.
"Amy, she's older than I was when I started my training, she'll do fine. I'll bet she'll be the one to find the wolf." My dad said, or I was the wolf. This wasn't good, I drove to school as quickly as I could without getting a ticket.
"Belle, what's up?" Stiles asked as I approached them, damn I forgot to put on a happy face.
"Nothing, why?" I asked trying to sound casual, it wasn't working.
"Something's wrong, I can sense it." He said shoving me playfully.
"You can sense it?" I asked sarcastically raising my eyebrows.
"You better be careful Scott's werewolf powers might be rubbing off on you." I joked, he got serious.
"You need to come over after school today, just me and you alright I need to talk to you." He said looking directly into my eyes.
"Sure, but, why are you whispering?" I asked lowering my voice to match his.
"I'll tell you when you come over." He said and walked off. Great; school ends at four, I have an hour to get home and start training, but before both of those things I have to go talk to Derek, and Stiles' house, not to mention swimming practice, maybe if I do a couple of extra laps during gym.
Classes flew by quicker than I'd have liked, but hey, with my impending doom taking up all my thoughts I didn't have time to focus on anything else. I didn't even bother to think of a witty response when Harris gave me dentition for back talking yesterday, it wasn't like I'd show up either way.
The gym was my last class, I wasn't gonna waste time watching Scott and Stiles I was taking off right after this.
"Venatrix, you're late." It wasn't Coach Wright, Coach Finstock? What was he doing in soccer tryouts?
"Sorry sir, I forgot about the tryouts." I said, I'd gone to the gym and dressed in my bathing suit before noticing the sign stating that the tryouts were today.
"Yeah well start suicide runs for being late." He said, I groaned.
"I'll tell you when to stop." He said I knew it was because I'd groaned.
"Yes Coach." I said taking off across the field.
I'd done about thirty when the rest of the team stopped, I went in with them.
"Not you Venatrix, you continue until I tell you to stop." Finstock said sitting down on the bench. I groaned and he took out a magazine and started reading.
I'd always hated running, but I wasn't sure if the new werewolf stuff made me like it or if I just suddenly loved it.
I'd lost track of how many laps I'd done, but Finstock finally called me over.
"You're not tired." It wasn't a question, the way he said it conveyed more shock than anything.
"No." I said, he nodded.
"You ever consider track Venatrix?" He asked.
"Track?" I asked, they'd never had me in anything that involved cardio, in soccer I'd always been benched, and I'd been quite happy with that.
"Yes, track, running." He explained as if I were stupid.
"Yes sir, I know what track is." I said looking at him with a blank look.
"Well, have you?" He asked almost eagerly.
"No Coach, it's not really my sport." I said, he nodded.
"Well, it is now, I'm taking you off of soccer and putting you on track." He said, wait what?
"Coach I'm on the swim team, conflicting schedules." I said, trying to worm my way out of it.
"Don't worry about that Venatrix, Wright and I can make some sort of compromise. Welcome to the team." He said before walking to the lacrosse field.
I ran to the locker room, changing as quickly as possible. The last bell rung about fifteen minutes ago meaning I had forty-five minutes to get to Derek's house, then speed over to Stiles house then somehow make my way back home before training starts.
"You're late." He said as I pulled up to the house.
"You never assigned a time." I said slamming my door.
"Bad day?" He asked.
"They're hunters." I said stomping towards him.
"Oh good, they told you." He said turning his back to me.
"Yeah they told me, but I wanna know why you didn't tell me." I said getting angrier and angrier by the second.
"I wanna know why you didn't tell me that my parents want to kill me." I said he ignored me and walked inside, I followed slamming the door shut. I looked down seeing my claws out.
He was still facing away from me I reached out and clawed through his jacket and shirt, I was satisfied seeing his blood on my claws. He pulled his jacket off and threw it to the ground, when he turned to face me, he had turned too.
He growled and lunged at me, I moved out of the way in time and he stopped before hitting the wall.
I reached across to claw at him and he caught my arm and threw me into the wall, I dug my nails into him bringing him with me.
I got up quickly ignoring the pain in the arm.
I used my hands to hold me up and kicked him the the chest sending him flying through the kitchen door.
He picked me up and threw me into the ground sending me into, what I assumed, used to be the basement.
I caught myself on the edge of the crater I'd left in the floor.
"You done yet?" He asked from above me, human again.
I used what little momentum and my strength to launch me back through the crater and send him flying into the kitchen wall.
I walked to him, he got up quickly and drove his claws into my side. I let out a gasp and fell to the floor.
"You wouldn't have believed me if I'd told you." He said holding out his hand, I drove my nails into his arm slicing his skin open.
"Next time trust me." I said pulling myself up as he held his arm.
"We'll have to reschedule training, my parents want me to learn how to be a hunter and I have to keep this a secret." I said watching in malicious satisfaction as he wiped the blood off of his arm.
"You really think I'm gonna help train you now, after that stunt you just pulled?" It was a rhetorical question, his eyebrows were raised in a way that almost made him look cute.
"Fine, have fun tracking the alpha without me." I said walking towards the door.
"Yeah, Scott and I'll have a blast." He said, I turned around and shoved him against the wall.
"You involve Scott and I'll kill you." I said, he got me by the neck and pushed me against the opposite wall.
"I don't react well to empty threats." He said coming too close for comfort.
"Bring Scott in and it won't be empty." I said twisting his hand hearing the satisfying crunch of broken bones, man I was vicious today.
"Eleven, don't be late, feel free to come by earlier if your hormones are acting up." He teased as he set his bones straight.
"Careful sugar, I just might take you up on that offer." I said slapping his cheek lightly and walking out the door.
I thought about Derek and I on the way to Stiles' house, one minute we were screaming at each other, the next a full out war, then he'd try to help me, then I'd lash out and after that we'd be flirting; that, that I couldn't blame on the wolf stuff.
"Annabelle, thank god you're here, why weren't you at our practice like you normally are, you weren't at Harris' either, he tried giving me detention because you decided not to show up. Yes, I've had a lot of adderall." He said pulling me into his room from the window where I'd come in.
"Woah, buddy, chill, now tell me, why'd you call me here?" I asked putting my hands on his shoulders.
"It's about Scott." He said I gulped, he didn't really think Scott was a wolf did he?
"I think he might actually be a werewolf." He told me seriously, or maybe he did.
"A werewolf?" I asked trying to sound skeptical.
"Yes a werewolf." He said standing up and sitting me down on the chair.
"Like grr werewolf?" I asked trying to make a joke out of it, maybe he'd drop the subject.
"Yes, like grr werewolf, what other types of werewolves do you know?" He asked, the kind with electric blue eyes, I thought to myself.
"Right, buddy I think that medicine might give you paranoia, or hallucinations, hell maybe both. Hand me the bottle." I said reaching for the thing.
"Annabelle, I'm serious, look." He said showing me a bunch of pictures he'd printed out from the Internet.
"Stiles, you googled werewolf, if I wanted to I could google how to turn into a werewolf and I'd get a bunch of websites promising that if I preform their ritual I'd be a werewolf by dawn, you're reading too much into it." I said moving his 'research' aside.
"His reflexes, the things he smells, everything it's in here, I've found everything about them, we can help him." He said I tried not to get irritated, I'd turn, I'd figured that much on my own.
"You're reading too much into it Stiles." I said, my voice sounded tense even to me.
"No I'm not, look!" He looked up to me and froze.
"You're one of them." He said I looked at my reflection, electric blue eyes.
uh oh! Stiles knows What'll happen next? Tell me what you guys think in the reviews.