Arden's POV:
I woke up the next morning noticing that there weren't just two bedrooms in this apartment, but three.
"What the hell Derek?" I grumbled under my breath, annoyed that I had to share a room with my snoring twin for the night, and me being the light sleeper that I am, didn't get a wink.
I also noticed that Derek was up as well as Meg; they were catching up and making breakfast.
Derek saw me, as he flipped pancakes "Hey, morning sleepy-"
"-Can it," I cut him off, making my way over to the heavenly smell of coffee and poured myself a cup. Meg chuckled "I'm guessing you didn't get much sleep last night?"
"Not much with your snoring," I snapped, making both her and Derek laugh.
I noted how well dressed they both were and how Meg had her hair in a cute braid, meanwhile I was still in my pyjamas.
"Why are you two already dressed?" I asked, taking a seat behind the counter and taking a sip. I felt a rush of energy flow through my body.
"Well, Derek's leaving to go somewhere and I just felt like changing," Meg shrugged, popping a bit of pancake into her mouth.
"Actually, Scott and Stiles are taking you guys around town today," Derek said, looking at the clock "and they'll be here in about... ten minutes?"
I almost spit out my coffee.
"Ten minutes!" I yelled, getting up and running back into the bedroom, "You expect me to go outside, dressed...in TEN MINUTES?!"
"CONSIDER IT PAYBACK FOR THE BROKEN VASE LAST NIGHT!" Derek yelled.
I slammed the bedroom door.
Quickly rummaging through my suitcase for clothes, I suddenly heard my phone ringing. I felt a knot of dread coil in my stomach, and then tie tighter when I saw that it was my dad calling me. I pressed reject and my phone back onto my bed.
It was way too early in the morning to deal with this shit.
Nine minutes later, I emerged out of the room looking presentable and slipped on my cat's-eye-styled glasses (yeah, I need glasses) and came back into the kitchen, arms crossed.
"You look nice," Derek commented with a slight smirk as I scowled.
"You know, I really hate you now."
He shrugged "I know,"
Suddenly, a thought popped into my head.
"Derek, why are you forcing Scott and Stiles to chaperone? It's not like we haven't been here before,"
"The last time you were here was years ago,"
"…So?"
"So, it means things are different: Beacon's not as safe as you think it is."
I looked at Derek oddly, what did he mean Beacon Hills isn't safe? This town's the fucking post-card worthy, cookie-cutter safety village. How could it not be safe?
"Seriously Derek, aren't you over-reacting just a bit?"
Derek looked at me for a moment and I noticed how worried he suddenly seemed and the concern showing in his green eyes, along with the bags he somehow got underneath them.
What was going on with him?
"Okay," I finally said, "I'll stick with Stiles and Scott; they seem like cool kids anyways,"
Derek smirked and ruffled my hair "- only when they follow my orders,"
I didn't have time to ponder over what he meant by that when suddenly, Stiles and Scott plowed through the door.
"Good Morning!" Stiles smiled greeted us, acting very much like he did last night: Hyper and too enthusiastic during the wrong hours of the day.
But he was funny, had nice brown eyes and he got my sarcasm… So he can stay.
"Hey Nicki," Stiles joked, making me smirk, remembering when we first met last night.
"Yo, sup Kanye?" I joked, in my best gangster voice, which was actually sounded pretty legit (complete with a pose) made us both laugh.
Derek rolled his eyes at us, walking away as Stiles noticed my glasses.
"Nice look," he commented, poking the frame of them lightly "are they actually for seeing or are you wearing them just to look cool?"
I took them off and looked in the opposite direction.
"Totally just to look cool," I said to the wall, making Stiles laugh again.
Putting back my glasses on and turning around, I noticed Meg and Scott talking.
"Oh, you two know each other?" I asked, surprised because Meg went to bed before I met the two last night.
Meg smiled "Yeah, Scott walked into my room thinking it was the bathroom,"
Scott laughed, shrugging sheepishly, tucking his hands into his short pockets "I honestly thought it was, plus I really had to go!"
"-But you still stayed to talk to me?" Meg teased.
I raised a brow at her.
Wait, was…
Stiles clapped, sending me out of thought.
"Okay gang! Let's hit the road! We've got a beautiful day to waste!" He said, grabbing a pancake.
I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed the pancake out of his hands as he exclaimed "Hey!"
So I just flashed him my sweetest smile, my cuteness so powerful, it made him sigh and unhappily give me permission to eat his food.
I silently thanked him with the bat of my eyes and took a bite.
"Have them home by six!" Derek called out, causing Stiles to groan.
"Isn't that a little early?-
Derek gave him a look, but it wasn't the same one I saw earlier: This one meant business.
Stiles didn't protest after that simply nodded, heading out the door behind Meg and Scott.
I caught up to Stiles, thinking over Derek's weird behavior as we walked towards a very crappy looking jeep.
There was something going on here…..And I'm itching to find out what that something is.