After Coach left Derek; Derek made his way to the main office. He wanted to make his presence known. It would not due if he got labeled the creepy guy that was wandering around the school. He was shocked to see Scott coming out the principles office shaking the man's hand. If Derek was shocked then Scott was startled because he visible shook when he saw Derek.
"Hey man you should have told me there is where you were coming this morning." Scott was all smiles when he walked out of the principles office.
'What are you doing here?" Derek asked confused.
"Oh I'm picking up the jersey's for the alumni lacrosse game for Cora." Scott answered. "Do you mind giving me a hand? The boxes are waiting in the gym."The pair walked down the hall in silence that was neither comfortable nor uncomfortable. And if there was one thing that Scott did not like it was silence. "So I gotta say I didn't expect you to come back her until you had to. What gives?'
"I just figured that I might as well come and get reacquainted with the place before I was surrounded by hundreds of people." Derek replied with a shrug.
"I guess that make sense. It really is good to have you back man and I don't mean just here, but I mean back as one of my best friend/ my brother in law." Some how the two of them found themselves standing in front of the very same trophy case that coach found Derek stand before an hour or so before. The picture of the three smiling was a strict contrast to the men the had become. "When they say it was the best of time and the worst of times they are describing us perfectly huh?"
"Smile." Derek didn't get chance to answer because standing before them was a beautiful blonde women. She was slender but not thin, and the way that she was standing in front of the window it looked as though light surrounded her. "Thanks." The strange women offered them a smile when she was done taking their photo.
"I'm sorry Miss. you are?" Scott was the first to recover from the ambush.
"Emma Spencer but call me Spence; everybody does." Emma held her hand out for the two men to shake.
"I'm," Scott however didn't get to finish his sentence.
"I know who you are. I know who you both are. Scott McCall and Derek Hale two members of the three kings. You Mr. McCall just finished a very successful run for congress, and you Mr. Hale are a very successful and high profiled lawyer"
"You seem to have us at a disadvantage." Derek was intrigued by the women and that did not happen often. Most women tended to bore Derek. He found that the more higly polished and glossy they looked the more vapid they tend to be. "How is that you seem to know so much about us? You certainly aren't from Beacon Hills. Someone like you gets remembered."
"I actually haven't been in town all that long. I'm a graduate student at UCLA studying journalism. Jonesy just hired me at the paper. I meant Jonesy at a party. He grabbed my ass and I kicked him in the balls; he called me spunky and offered me the job on the spot. And here we all are. I'm covering your reunion. You have a very interesting class."
"No more interesting then any other class." Scott deflected.
"Oh I wouldn't say that. Not too many classes produce a celebrity, a congressman, and one of the most recognizable attorneys in the country all in the same senior class. That's to say nothing of Erica Reyas. Beacon Hills most famous disappearing act. No one ever found out what happened to that girl. The class of 1998 is notorious. That's why I am covering the events of the weekend. Who would have thought that I would run into the kings before the festiveness even started."
Scott didn't like the girl she was loud, mouthy, rude, and he just knew that she was going to be trouble. Derek on the other hand was finding himself drawn to the girl more and more. Jonesy was right she was full of spunk. Spunk was defiantly attractive.
"I'm sorry to cut this short but my brother-in-law and I need to be heading back. I hope you get everything you need for the story." Scott flashed one of his smiles that he reserved for the campaign trail and headed for the exit.
" Miss. Spencer let me give you my card, and if you need anything you feel free to call me." Derek couldn't help this was the first the women that had caught his attention in years; he was intrigued.
"Well I just may need to take you up on that offer Mr. Hale." Spencer smiled sashing away waving his card around.
"The boys are back in town." Stiles, in true Stiles form, arrived back in town in a neon green convertible being driven around by this month Playboy bunny. It was flashy, it was splashy, and it was totally Stiles. It didn't take long for Stiles to get noticed nor for a crowd to gather around him. Oh and Stiles; he loved every minute of it.
Scott and Derek both looked on in amusement at the antics of their old friend. "I guess somethings never change." Scott turned towards Derek with one hand in his pocket and his eyebrows raised.
Derek was leaning against one of the pillars with his arms folded over his chest. Derek responded with a hearty chuckle that resounded in his throat. "Yeah."
After a few minutes of signing autographs Stiles made his way to join his friends. "Well if it isn't the beautiful people." Stiles cracked before addressing each man individually. "
Governor." Stiles addressed Scott first in a fake British accent offering him a little salute. "Well if it isn't GQ man of the year.
"You never fail to make a scene do you Stiles?" Scott embrced his oldest friend. Out of the trio Scott and Stiles were by far the closets due to the simple fact that they lived near each other as children.
"You're one to talk I can't turn on the news without seeing your ugly mug nightly." Stiles spoke as he threw his arm round Derek. "And this is on the cover of magazines and in the trash rags they call magazines more then I am." He threw his other arm over Scott. "So how about we go and get a drink?" Stiles tone changed from jovial to serious. After all the three of them did have business to discuss.