Monday after school, I raced outside to find the Hales. I looked to the Hale Tree and saw Derek and another girl there talking to him. Laura, Jake, Blake or Calla was no where around the Hale Tree. The girl had long, Carmel colored hair, a nice slender body. Her teeth shined when she smiled. There was something about that smile. So. . . so. . . so. . . manipulating. A hand set on my shoulder and I turned to see Laura.
"Who's that girl?" I asked, looking back at the girl and Derek.
"Kathryn Argent. Also known as Kate." Laura answered. Argent. . . Argent. . . haven't I heard Argent before?
"Doesn't argent mean silver in French?"
"Yes, it does. Why do you ask?"
"Just ironic. Derek's a werewolf, silver hurts werewolf, and Derek happens to be talking to a girl whose last name means silver. Just saying, Laura." A sting of jealousy hit my stomach as I watched Kate touched Derek's arm gently and Derek smiled at her.
"I smell jealousy." Laura said.
"Jealousy? Where? On who?"
"Yes, jealousy, here and on you. You thought you had something between you and Derek didn't you?" I was quiet. "You did, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"So, you are jealous?"
"Yes, I am."
"Why?"
"There's something about that girl."
"You're beating around the bush, Mara."
"Laura, I'm serious, love advice thing later, creepy girl now. There's something about her."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know. Just the way she's so interested in Derek, the way she smiles, the way the light hits her eyes." Kate gave Derek one last smile and walked away from him.
"Look, he's alone, now's your chance."
"As much as I want to, Laura, I have a better idea." I turned and followed Kate out of the parking lot.