IMPORTANT MUST READ! OK, so tomorrow I leave for vacation and I will not be writing for a week and a half, this may be the last chapter for until I return I will TRY my hardest to get one more chapter up before I leave but I don't think I can make that promise, if I can't I am very sorry and the next chapter will be amazingly awesome and worth the wait I CAN promise you that though, so please enjoy this chapter and I will be back before you know it. Thanks for reading, reviewing, alerting, and favorit-ing, you all are great thanks again. Sorry in advance if I don't get another chapter up tonight or tomorrow morning.

Rachel began going through her closet trying to find something to wear, she knew no one at this party and it made her nervous, well no one expect for Scott and Stiles. Her phone rang and she jumped quickly picking it up she smiled. "Hey," she laughed.

"We're at the end of your street," Stiles said on the other end as she rubbed her hand through her hair.

"Ok, I'm not ready, but I'll tell Isaac to let you in," she sighed before hanging up. She walked into the hall and yelled at Isaac to let them in while she got ready. The nervous feeling rose again when she caught the scent of Scott. Remembering what he had told her when she woke up from Derek's...little surgery on her. She looked outside worried that the alpha pack was waiting outside her window, she shut her blinds and finished getting ready quickly running down the stairs to find the guys waiting by the door.

"Thanks, for letting them in the house," she said sarcastically as Isaac faked a laugh and watched the three of them leave. She got in the jeep and sat in the back.

"What are you thinking about?" Stiles asked as they drove down the road. "Rachel, trust me, Heather is the nicest person ever I've known her since I was like in pre-school..."

"No," she said softly still looking out the front window as if in a daze. "Scott," she finally gave him her attention, "do you have a clue what we're dealing with yet?" Scott silently shook his head and she let out a sigh lowering her head.

"Rachel, come on, tonight is a party, let's not think of anything bad," Stiles laughed as they pulled onto the street, bright lights coming from the house on the corner. Stiles parked half a block away and helped Rachel out smiling at her for the first time that night.

"What?" she blushed as he pushed back her hair.

"I didn't tell you," he whispered leaning into her ear. "You look awesome," he added before kissing her cheek. She laughed and the three began walking.

"I don't know about this," Scott finally spoke up as Rachel laughed thinking the same thing.

"Think of it like this, no Lydia, no Allison, no one we know," Stiles opened his arms as Scott laughed. Rachel stopped and looked at the two boys. "What?"

"I need the keys, I left my phone in the car."

"Rachel, we are in one of the safest neighborhoods in Beacon Hills, I think..."

"No, I need my phone in case Isaac calls, I told him I would have my phone," she pleaded as Stiles sighed and threw her the keys.

"Hurry up," he sighed.

"Stiles, I promised you the first dance, now have some faith in me," she smiled all girl like and walked back to the jeep. She unlocked it and climbed in the back grabbing her purse she sighed in relief making sure she had everything. She noticed she had a missed call from Lydia and contemplated whether she should answer but quickly shrugged it off before climbing out of the car and locking it, placing the purse straps on her shoulder she began walking to the flashy house.

"Excuse me," a guy's voice called from behind her. Turning around nervously she held her hands behind her back hiding the claws that were already forming. "Is this Heather's house?" he asked pointing to the house she was about to enter.

"I think so, honestly, this was my boyfriend's idea, I don't know anyone here," she laughed nervously a light passed by her face and and the guy suddenly smiled.

"Rachel Lahey," he laughed as she took a step back her brows furrowing.

"How do you know my name?" she asked defensively as the guy laughed.

"It's me, Keith Cross," he laughed as she looked at him with surprise.

"Oh my God you scared me for a minute," she laughed wanting to hug him but felt it was inappropriate. She could barely see him in the darkness and followed him to the porch of the house. Keith was Scott's height with piercing grey-green eyes, he had the build of an average Lacrosse player at Beacon Hills High and the five 'clock shadow made him look more mature than he could be. "How are you?"

"I'm good, my dad's actually transferring me to Beacon Hills High soon," he sighed rolling his eyes.

"Don't be bashing my school now," she laughed pocking his chest, trying to keep herself calm around him was very rare.

"Hey, maybe I can get your number, so I can have a guide when I get there?" he laughed thinking how cheesy he had sounded. She nodded and grabbed his wrist pulling a pen from her purse she quickly wrote the eight digit number on his arm.

"Now, don't lose it," she laughed, "when do you transfer?"

"Oh, Monday actually."

"That's pretty awesome," she smiled looking at the door slightly not wanting to go in. She sighed and looked at Keith. "I have to go in, my friends are waiting for me."

"I thought you didn't know anyone here?"

"I know the people I came with," she laughed and hugged him before walking into the house. The music was louder then it was heard outside and people she never met stared at her like she was an outcast and to them she was. She found Scott standing in the corner holding a drink looking just as awkward as she felt.

"You ok there?" she asked walking over to him as he sighed in relief.

"This has got to be the worst idea Stiles has ever talked me into," he sighed chugging the drink that was in his hand. "I don't know anyone."

"You know me," she smiled as he nudged her.

"Of course I know you."

"Then just talk to me," she laughed looking around the large room, "Um...by the way, where's Stiles?" Scott stood up pulling his lips in not wanting to say what he had witnessed. "You ok there?" He nodded quickly and grabbed another drink from a passing server taking a large gulp. "Whatever, I'll find him," she smiled pulling the keys from her purse she began twirling the keys trying to find him. She felt like she wanted to ask someone but she was somewhat afraid of these people. She opened a door to a bathroom and found a couple making out causing her awkward level to sky rocket. She continued to walk down the halls until she came to another door opening it she found a seller, no one was down there from the looks of it, but at the sound of Stiles' heart beat Rachel smiled and began down the stairs.

"You know what I really want for my birthday?" a girl asked Rachel stopped when she had sight of them. "To not be a virgin," she added not giving Stiles a chance to answer.

"Heather, I..." he stopped as she reached up and kissed him, Rachel's mouth dropped and she clenched onto the banister her nails digging into the wood. She blocked anything left of their conversation and the anger grew stronger as this girl she never met began unbuckling Stiles' belt. She quickly ran up the stairs and ran down the hall pushing past all the party guests.

"Rachel," Scott called as she dashed out the front door. "Rachel," he repeated catching up to her grabbing her shoulder.

"Let me go," she growled her eyes lightning blue.

"Calm down, calm down," he said trying to sooth her, but it only made her angrier.

"Calm down," she snapped swinging a claw at Scott, but he grabbed her arm and bent it back causing her to fall to her knees. "Let me go, now!" she screamed looking up at him her eyes still were wolfed out and Scott had no way of controlling her.

"What did you see?" he asked trying a different tactic as she looked at him with sadness in her blue eyes.

"I just want to go home," she whimpered as Scott released her arm. "Just go back and have..."

"Rachel, come here," he laughed hugging her as she buried her face in his chest the tears pouring out.

"I want to go home," she repeated as Scott rubbed her back. "I want to go home." She couldn't say anything different. She handed him the keys to the jeep and walked away. Scott tried running after her but she looked at him to stay away. Nothing mattered to her at this point, her house was too far to walk without getting attacked and with her case most likely the alpha pack, but she was so angry she didn't care. A black toyota pulled in front of her and she walked around it, the driver honked at her and she turned wanting to punch whoever just insulted her.

"Get in," Keith shouted as her face relaxed a little.

"I'm fine," she snapped turning around and he honked again. "Your going to wake the neighborhood stop that," she snapped as he looked like a sad puppy.

"Stop what? This?" he asked honking again and again.

"If I get in the car will you stop?" He honked again but held it down the horn echoing through the neighborhood. She noticed a house light went on and she ran and got in. "You are so childish," she rolled her eyes as he drove off.

"What happened?" he asked as she looked away.

"I don't want to talk about it," she sighed wanting to cry more than anything else. "Can you just take me home?" she asked as Keith looked at her.

"Why isn't your boyfriend driving you home?"

"Keith, I suggest you shut up in the next second, or I'm throwing myself out of the car," she snapped as he laughed.

"We're going fortyfive you really think I believe you," he laughed as she smirked and opened the passenger door. "Oh my God, have you lost your mind?" he shouted slamming on the breaks as she closed the door.

"Now, drive," she squinted with a smile. Keith dropped her off at her house and followed her to her door. "What?"

"Your not going to invite me in?" She sighed and looked at her phone seeing it was only nine thirty.

"I was thinking of just going to bed, and I kind of want to be alone," she sighed as he laughed.

"When have you ever wanted to be alone?"

"Shut up," she laughed nudging him. "I guess I can let you in for a little? But Isaac may not want company so, if he asks you to leave please listen," she begged as he smirked.

"Arn't I always a gentleman?" Rachel laughed and unlocked the door and walked in Keith following behind her. They walked into the kitchen and she grabbed two bowls from the cabinets. "Can I ask why you left so early?" he asked as she handed him the bowl filled with ice cream.

"No," she said bluntly sitting at the bar, the pouting had returned.

"Did your..."

"What happened to being a gentleman?" she snapped as he laughed.

"Hey, I thought you were at a party?" Isaac asked walking in looking at Keith.

"I was but, I wasn't in a partying mood, so Keith brought me home," she smiled taking another spoonful of the ice cream.

"Hey, I haven't seen you smile all night," Keith laughed as she glared at him.

"Remember, busy day tomorrow, you know who is still you know what," Isaac sighed as she rolled her eyes.

"I know, Isaac, don't worry, all is going to be good," she said trying to reassure herself. The phone rang and Isaac answered.

"What? Now? Come on...should I bring Rachel? Ok...we're on our way," he said as Rachel sighed throwing her half eaten dessert in the sink.

"Was it Scott?" she sighed as Isaac shook his head.

"No," he answered slightly confused. "Derek," he lipped as she sighed.

"I'm sorry to do this to you Keith, but we got to see a...relative," she sighed walking the taller boy to the door. "Call me tomorrow before you leave for school, I'll tell you where to meet me," she sighed again as he nodded and walked to his car.

"What does he want?" she snapped closing the door not wanting to go in for late night training.

"He says we need to meet him at the Animal Clinic," he answered grabbing his keys and they walked out the door.

"At nine o'clock at night?"

"Do you want to help us or not?" Isaac snapped as she sighed and got in the car.

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