The others rushed in, half of them were still eating. Stiles had his plate with him and was slurping up spaghetti messily.

"What?," asked Derek, sounding genuinely worried.

Jackson took the phone out of my hand gently and showed it to the rest of the pack. "Her mom sent this to her a minute ago."

Peter looked at it, "That's-"

"Yup."

"Well that was fast."

"What does that mean?," I asked. Now I was a target. I suddenly felt very conflicted about leaving here. This also means that they know where I live, and that they know I'm a witch. And all in my first day; this town was going to be a joy to live in.

Isaac looked around the room before he spoke, "Welcome to the pack."

"Isaac," Derek growled, seemingly not happy about my induction, "That's kind of a group decision."

"Derek," Isaac growled back, also not very happy about Derek's unhappiness, "She's kind of a target."

"We already have enough people to take care of, we don't need another."

I shot my hand up, "If I can say something, I don't need protection, I can handle myself."

"Safety in numbers," said Peter, apparently siding with Isaac. A few people nodded, noticeably Scott and Erica.

"How about this," said Lydia, "We take a vote. If the majority says no then Maria can fend for herself and get killed, if majority says yes she becomes a pack member. Remember guys, if she's on her own she dies."

When Lydia called for a yes, everyone raised their hand but Derek, who seemed to have smoke coming out of his ears. "Fine," he said, and stalked off.

"Sorry about that, I have a theory he has underdeveloped social skills," said Peter, who sat down on the edge of the couch.

In a few seconds the others had claimed their spots as well. Boyd and Erica sat in the beanbag chairs in the corner, and Scott and Allison booted me to the ground. Jackson and Lydia sat on the couch with Scott and Allison. Lydia had her legs on Jackson's lap possessively. Stiles plopped down on an armchair, while Isaac sat down next to me a bit shyly, though he smiled as he sat down.

"I'm guessing you're staying with us tonight," he said.

"Should I stay with you guys?," I asked, trying not to be rude, though honestly, the last thing I wanted to do was go home. I think Isaac sensed that a little when he nodded.

Stiles got up and took a vote for what movie to watch: New Moon, Bridesmaids, Immortals, and Wedding Crashers. We settled on New Moon, mostly for the irony because only Erica and Allison actually liked it.

We all laughed when Bella was talking to Jacob in the rain. "Derek!," Peter called out, "We need you! We have your twin."

Derek walked out of the kitchen, apparently having been brooding shirtless. This only added to the giggles. "What are you guys talking abou- Hey! Is that New Moon? Yes!"

This dissolved everyone into a fit of giggles, seeing the stony Derek as a Twilight fan was absolutely hilarious. Derek pulled up a chair next to Stiles who seemed to find this more hilarious than we did. Towards the end of the movie Isaac ventured to ask Derek what team he was on.

"Oh, Edward easily. He's just so sweet and he has amazing hair." Those of us left awake laughed happily.

Erica and Boyd were in the back talking quietly with each other. Jackson and Lydia were completely out, as were Stiles and Scott. Allison was leaning happily on the latter, half-watching the movie. Peter had disappeared a few minutes ago, presumably to go outside.

We all turned our heads back to the screen.

I was watching the part where Edward takes off his shirt when I heard Peter come back in. He leaned down next to me and whispered, "Maria, I need to talk to you."

Reluctantly, I got up, taking the hand he offered. When we got into the kitchen I pulled myself up to sit on the top of the counter. "What's up?," I asked.

"I went outside because I heard something. What I heard was your tires being slashed and your clutch being removed."

"Someone took out my clutch? How does that even happen?," I asked, shocked that that had happened. Now I would have to explain this to my mother, this was just what I needed. I slid down off the counter, and looked up at Peter, "Are they going to kill me?"

He shook his head, "No, none of us are going to let that happen. Not me, not Scott, not Isaac."

"Derek would."

"Whether Derek likes it or not, you're part of the pack. He may want to, but he physically can't."

"What about my family, they may target them."

"Is your family magic as well?," he asked. In response, I nodded.

"Then they are safe."

I looked up at him, wanting to believe him, but they were an Alpha pack. In werewolf terms, I'm pretty sure that's code for invincible.

Peter looked at me, and seeing me unconvinced, he pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around him, not feeling uncomfortable at all about showing my weaknesses to someone I just met. I liked being part of a pack.

When he released me he patted my shoulder and left the kitchen, I heard the stairs creak shortly after his exit.

I went back into the living room and lowered myself down next to Isaac.

"What was that about?," he asked. I leaned over and told him what had happened. He didn't seem shocked at all, "The alphas did that to Erica's dad's car and took out some windows in Scott's house. Don't worry, I'll take you home tomorrow."

I thanked him and looked at the TV screen. The movie had ended and now it was just credits. I pulled my knees up to my chest. I don't really remember falling to sleep, but I do remember my knees leaning on Isaac's and my head lightly resting on his shoulder.

I'm sorry I was late. My brother kept taking away the computer when I was writing. Thank you guys for the positive feedback and everyone please tell me what you think. So just a warning, track starts next week for me. That means I probably won't be able to post as often, but once or twice a week is my goal. I will try to have them be about this long. Thank you, guys!