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As try outs continued the girls watched in disbelief as Scott ran about like he was on fire. "He's amazing," Emma spoke up as Lydia shrugged. As Emma turned to face the field again she saw what looked to be Derek standing by the woods. "I'll…um…I'll be right back," she said Allison nodded and Lydia gave her an odd look. Emma stepped down from the bleachers and walked over to him. "Derek?" He looked up at her caught off guard.
"What are you doing here," he growled looking over her shoulder staring at Scott.
"Watching the try outs, I should be asking you the same thing," she laughed, but his facial expression never changed.
"You should leave," he suggested as she laughed again. "It's not safe here," his words echoed in her head sending an unwanted chill down her spine. She nodded slowly and began walking back to her friends, but quickly turned around he finally looked at her.
"Hey, I hope to see you at the party tonight," she said kindly feeling something strange in her stomach. He looked at her with a quick nod before she walked away. Emma made eye contact with Lydia as she sat down next to her best friend.
"Who was that?" Lydia asked quietly as Allison leaned foreword to see Derek standing in the shadows.
"No one," Emma shrugged her shoulders looking onto the field just to see Scott flip over three players. Everyone cheered the three girls rising to their feet in shock. "DAMN! That was incredible!" Emma screamed as Lydia laughed.
"That was just…wow," Allison said dazed. Lydia nodded impressed before making eye contact with Jackson.
"Uh-oh, looks like someones a little jealous," Emma joked as Lydia let a hardy laugh out. Coach blew the whistle again yelling at Scott to come over to him. The girls knew try outs were over and prepared to leave.
"So what are you wearing tonight?" Lydia asked as the girls went to the parking lot.
"I don't know, I have to look, but I was thinking…"
"Nothing, teal, blue, or white," Lydia sighed as Emma looked at her funny.
"What's wrong with that?"
"It's too…pure," Lydia smirked as Emma snorted. "You could come over and I could help you…"
"Actually Lydia, Allison offered me a ride home and we were going to pick something out, I didn't want to bother you cause you are going to be so busy getting ready for the party tonight anyway." Lydia laughed looking at Allison.
"I did?" she asked off guard, Emma looked at her seriously with pleading eyes. "Wait, I did" she corrected herself as Lydia smiled.
"Thank you, I do have to get ready," Lydia smiled like a priss. "I'll see you at the party, and thank you Allison," Lydia smiled hugging both girls before getting in her car and driving off. Emma thanked Allison with a hug and began walking home.
"Em, wait!" Allison called over as Emma turned around. "I'm driving you home remember," Allison laughed as a large SUV pulled up. "Come on," she laughed her dimples exposing as Emma smiled and ran to the car.
"Thanks," she smiled as she climbed into the back. "Hi," Emma said uncomfortable making eye contact with the driver.
"Emma, this is my dad," Allison said climbing in the front. "Dad, this is my friend Emma," she added.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Argent," she smiled. Emma sat back as Allison talked to her dad about the party.
"And will you be there, Emma?"
"Of course," she said cheerfully. "This party cannot be missed," Emma laughed. "Um, quick question could you turn the air off?"
"Sorry," Allison laughed turning the air off as her dad looked at her upset wanting the cold air back on.
"It's called Raynaud's disease?" Allison questioned as her dad nodded knowing the name. "Anyway, can I please go dad?" Allison smiled.
"Fine," he sighed as they pulled into Emma's driveway.
"Thank you, thank you," Allison smiled as they got out of the car and ran to Emma's door. They walked into the house, ran past Emma's mom and into her room. Emma opened her closet and looked at her wardrobe as Allison looked around her room.
"You've got really cool stuff," Allison said picking up Emma's gold hair brush. "Is this real?"
"It was a gift from my grandparents," Emma shrugged as Allison looked at it. "My dad…gave me a bunch of stuff when he went home. My grandparents gave me a lot of stuff," she smiled thinking of her dad.
"Is your dad back home now?" Allison asked unaware of Emma's situation.
"Yeah, he is," she sighed, "and he's not coming back this time," she sighed shaking it off by pushing all her clothes to one side of the closet.
"Em…I'm sorry," Allison gasped.
"Allison, you didn't know," she shrugged. "What about this?" she turned holding a bright orange dress.
"No," Allison laughed covering her eyes.
"Yeah, it's bold." Emma shoved it back in her closet and stared at her clothes. Emma pushed through clothing article after clothing article sighing seeing nothing but teals and blues.
"What about this?" Allison asked pulling out a short black velvet strapless dress. Emma laughed shaking her head.
"No," she shook her head.
"What's wrong with it?" Allison questioned staring at the blanket. "True, it's a bit formal, but you'll be the life of the party."
"It doesn't go with a sweatshirt," Emma laughed already getting colder.
"Then wear this with it," she added pulling a baby blue knitted shawl out.
"You really want me to wear this?" Emma laughed grabbing the dress. "I'm going to look ridiculous," she laughed as Allison smiled.
"I promise you won't look ridiculous, trust me, right?" Allison smiled as Emma sighed and nodded. She walked into the bathroom and changed looking herself in the mirror she sighed and put the shall on.
"I look stupid," she sighed walking out. Allison laughed and shook her head disagreeing. "I'm putting a hundred percent trust in you tonight," she pointed at Allison. Mr. Argent pulled up in front of Emma's house ready to take the girls to Allison's when Emma's mom came out to talk to him. Emma looked out her window and sighed. "We should go to your house now, before my mom ends up talking to your dad for hours on end," she laughed as Allison nodded and they walked to the front door.
"You're going to that party tonight right?" Felix called from the den walking into the foyer stopping the girls causing Emma to sigh in aggravation.
"Allison, this is my way to over protective brother, Felix," she sighed ignoring her brother's question. Allison shook Felix's hand and turned for the door with Emma in tow.
"So you are going to the party?"
"Of course I'm going," Emma sighed. "Felix, I'm fine, stop worrying for one night, please," she groaned as Allison looked away trying not to laugh. "Just stop, I'll be fine, I always am," she patted her brother's arm and followed Allison to the car. They climbed in and Emma's mom walked away.
"I didn't know teenagers dressed like that anymore," Mr. Argent joked as Emma looked out the window shyly.
"Your daughter talked me into it," Emma laughed.
"Dad, can you please tell her she looks great."
"Well if it helps, you do look great," he said shortly as Emma smiled and nodded. As they pulled into the driveway Emma looked at the clock only seeing they had twenty minutes to get ready.
"Come on," Emma said rushed as they ran to Allison's room. Allison's room was littered with moving boxes. Emma froze in the doorway slightly shocked. "Wow," she said softly as Allison laughed.
"Yeah, I know, I keep procrastinating," she laughed. Allison went to her half made closet and began looking through it.
"So how are we getting there tonight, I mean it's going to look pretty bad if your dad drops us off," she smirked as Allison laughed.
"Actually…Scott's picking us up," Allison smiled.
"You're going on a date with Scott from the lacrosse team?" Emma smirked poking Allison who simply began laughing.
"He's cute, and really nice…he's not like most of the guys here."
"Oh you can say that again." Emma nodded as Allison held out her last wardrobe. "That is what you're wearing." Allison nodded pleased and went into the bathroom to change. When she came out Emma nodded and smiled as the doorbell rang. Both Allison and Emma ran down the stairs and out the door as Scott looked at them slightly confused.
"I'm sorry," Emma pleaded, "my car is totaled and I can't have my mom drive me, the whole social suicide," she joked as Scott smirked and got in the car.
"So what did you guys get on the…"
"Can we not talk about school? Please," Emma sighed.
"Sorry," Scott said awkwardly.
"You were amazing on the field today, that was awesome," she said as Allison nodded. Scott thanked her with a nod.
As they pulled up to Lydia's street the entire street was packed. "Tonight, will not be forgotten," Emma smiled as the car came to a stop from the traffic. "I'll see you guys inside," she laughed excitedly opening the door as Allison looked at her, begging to stay. Emma walked two houses over to the big red brick house that was Lydia Martin's and smiled. "This was greatly over due," she whispered.
"Damn, is that you, Fryse?" someone said sounding completely shocked as Emma smiled and pushed the hair off her shoulder. She found Lydia standing alone by the pool.
"Where's your arm candy?"
"Em, you're here, oh thank God!" Lydia laughed hugging her. "I thought you were going to make me look like…you look awesome!" she screamed as Emma smiled.
"Thanks," Emma laughed. Lydia grabbed Emma's arm and walked her around the pool to where four guys talked drinking what was probably beer.
"Jared," Lydia called as a tall blonde turned around. He fit the Beacon Hills High lacrosse player to a tee and Emma didn't seem to happy but she faked a smile. "Jared, this is…"
"Emma," he smiled offering his hand as she slowly took his. Lydia walked away as Emma joined the group of guys. The conversation was as dull as most conversations at the school, one that revolved around lacrosse and weightlifting. Emma smiled and nodded as she looked around. "So how did you like the scrimmage today?" Jared asked trying to involve her in the conversation.
"Scott was pretty cool," she sighed not caring much as Jared nodded. He turned from his friends and wrapped his arms around her hips. "What are you doing?" she asked trying to back out. Jared nodded to the house as a slow song began playing.
"Care to share a dance?" he asked as she forced a smile and nodded placing her hands awkwardly on his shoulders. "So Lydia tells me, you are pretty smart."Emma let out a laugh and looked at his face.
"I'm sorry, but I'm bad with short talk," she lied smiling. She swayed to the music looking around the pool deck seeing Lydia making out with Jackson. Lydia gave her friend a short glance with a smile as Emma rolled her eyes. "How long have you been at Beacon?"
"I thought you said you were bad at small talk?"
"I am, but trying to make conversation I am not," she smiled. She looked into Jared's eyes and could just think what he was thinking, he was like the other lacrosse players, out of the corner of her eyes she noticed someone standing by themselves almost in the shadows. She quickly looked and saw Derek standing by the back corner of the pool. "If you'll excuse me," she smiled pulling away from Jared and the dance. She walked away. "Hi, so you are brave enough to show you're face at a high school party," she smirked as Derek nodded sarcastically looking across the pool. She turned and saw Scott dancing with Allison.
"You shouldn't be here," he finally spoke up getting her attention as she started laughing.
"What do you mean?" she looked at him with fits of laughter.
"It's not safe," he mumbled as she continued to laugh.
"Derek, please, of course it's not safe. You're not going to call the cops are you," she said coldly as he shook his head. She looked behind her back again to see Scott grab his forehead and bend over. Her head cocked to the side and when she turned around again Derek was gone. "What a strange person," she sighed walking toward Allison who chased after Scott. She found Stiles in the kitchen looking nervous. "Where did Allison and Scott go?" she demanded as Stiles took a sip from his drink. "Stiles!" she barked as he looked at her. "Where is Scott?"
"He went outside," he answered as she bit her lip as a nervous feeling rose in the pit of her stomach.
She walked outside as the sound of a car sped down the street finding Allison standing in the middle of the street. "That was our ride wasn't it?" Emma sighed in complete shock as Allison slowly nodded.
"Allison, Emma," someone spoke behind them they turned and found Derek walking up to them.
"I'm a friend of Scott's, he said I'd give you a ride home." Derek stepped closer to them. "I'm Derek," he said as he gave them an awkward smile, Emma's eye brows raised in confusion. Emma took the front seat while Allison sat in the back.
"Well tonight, wasn't a total let down?" Emma broke the silent as Allison laughed. "Yeah, it was pretty bad," she corrected herself letting the silence take over the car. They pulled into Allison's driveway and Allison got out, Emma lowered the window.
"I'll call you tomorrow morning, we'll do something," Allison waved with a smile as Emma nodded.
"Good night," Emma called out as Allison walked in the house. Derek drove off again the car remained silent, not even the radio played. They pulled into Emma's driveway and she sat in silent staring at her door.
"Aren't you going to get out?" he asked coldly as she sat there silently. She grabbed her necklace and looked at it.
"I don't want to," she sighed. "Can I just sit here, for a little?" Derek sighed agitated. The moon shone threw the window reflecting off the lightning blue gem. "My dad gave this to me, before he walked out," she sighed finally looking at Derek who nodded uninterestedly. "My mom and brother hate him, but I can't. I loved him too much, and when I wear this…well I don't feel as cold."
"What do you mean?" Derek finally spoke up looking at her in confusion.
"I mean, when I wear this my Raynaud's disease…isn't freezing me…I don't know how to explain it. Like, I'm not as cold, do you know what I'm trying to say?"
"Yeah, it's like the memory of your dad keeps you warm inside," he shrugged his voice still dark.
"Whatever, if you don't care," she groaned opening the door climbing out, but Derek grabbed her arm and pulled her back in. He looked at her and she at him, she bit her lip as if she felt some sort of strange connection. His hand was warm on her wrist.
"Who was your dad by the way?"
"You wouldn't have known him," she laughed looking at him funny.
"Beacon is a small town, try me," he smirked with a squint.
"Hiorulf Fryse," she smiled again looking at her necklace. Derek let go of her wrist and sat back his eyes widening. Emma looked up and saw his face. She smiled not thinking. She smiled again and leaned over the center consul and kissed him. Her lips felt like fire, a foreign feeling to her. Derek slowly moved his hand to her shoulder as she touched his face.
"No," he whispered pushing her back a little. "You…should go," he said coldly as she sat back in the seat embarrassed. Without saying another word she opened the car door and got out. As she walked up the steps Derek drove off. Emma looked at her door as warm tears rose to her eyes and fell down her cheeks. She collapsed on the front steps and buried her face in her knees.
"Where have…" Felix barked opening the door seeing his sister curled up on the steps. "Em," he said softly. Picking her up he carried her to her room and laid her on her bed. Felix slowly took Emma's heels off and threw them toward the closet door as she continued to sob. "Emma," he whispered leaning over her.
"Go away," she barked as he walked away from her. He closed the door behind him and Emma climbed under the sheets.
"Mom, go away," Felix sighed with hurt in his voice.
"Does she know what time it is?" her mom raised her voice.
"Mom, seriously, leave her alone, you can talk to her tomorrow, she didn't have a good night," he said as Emma sniffed a few times before pulling the sheets over her head.