After being irritated by the sun for some minutes I finally got up. Derek was still sleeping so I figured that I should be very silent so he wouldn't wake up. I took a look at my watch, great, 45 minutes left to get to school.
Right on the moment I wanted to put on my shirt he woke up. there I was, standing in my bra and some cool jeans shorts.
"Uh good morning Derek." I said.
"Good morning Marylin, why are you up already?"
"It's morning and I need to get to school, I still have 45 minutes left to get there."
"Oh, yeah, school. I kinda forgot about that."
"It doesn't matter, I'll be fine." I gave him a smile.
"Let me give you a ride, it's the least I can do since you stayed here with me while I probably freaked you out yesterday."
"Thanks! But about last night, I think I can handle it. There will probably be more nights to come who are like that."
"Why?" He looked confused.
"Well, my friend is a freaking werewolf, so are you by the way. It's hard to stay out of this, since Stiles was involved already. I'm not giving up my friends just to get a normal life."
"You're right, but whatever happens, I'll protect you. Even if that means I'll be in danger myself."
"Wow," I put on my shirt and loooked at him. "why would you do that for me?"
"I don't know, I just feel like you are a part of me. I barely know you but you're like a family member or something."
Really, I didn't expect this from him. He was just telling me that he saw me as family. FAMILY. I practically felt the same with him around but when he's not there I don't know if I would miss him.
I randomly put on some mascara and lipgloss and then I combed my hair and put it in a ponytail.
"Derek?" I turned around. He was dressed up already. And he looked nice as well. "Wow, you are fast."
"Werewolf skills." He smiled.
"Stupid werewolf skills, it takes me so much time to dress up and look nice!"
"Yeah and you need to do your hair."
"I guess so, can you drive me to school? I don't have much time left."
"Yeah, let's go." He smiled at me and opened the door.
There were already some hours passed by when I finally had lunch. While taking my books from my locker I scrolled through my phone. A new text was received.
'Marylin, come to the boys locker room. We really need to talk. X Jackson'
Ugh, Jackson, I really forgot about him, but here he was, popping up again. With a lot of hesitation I went to the boys locker room. The door was already open so I just walked in.
"Jackson?" I said.
"Yeah, I'm here." I looked left and saw him leaning against the wall.
"Uh hey, you said that you wanted to talk."
"That's right."
"Well, what do you want to talk about?"
"About yesterday. I.. Well, what do you think about what happened?"
"What I think? I think that you are crazy. You kissed me while you have a girlfriend!"
"You kissed me back." He walked towards me with a smile.
I stepped back. "Yes I did, and that was a huge mistake."
"Really? Do you really think that it was a mistake? It must have meant something." He looked at me.
"I, ehm, I don't know..." I thought about what I told derek.
"There's only one way to find out." Again he took a step closer to me.
"Is there?" Our eyes locked. I took a step back and leaned against the wall.
"Yes, close your eyes." He stepped closer. "Come on, trust me."
"Why?"
"Just do it." He took another step towards me.
I was not sure if I had to trust him, but I closed my eyes anyway. Jackson's hand were on my hips. Full of surprise I opened my eyes. Right on that moment he kissed me. Again. I kissed back. Again. This was so wrong. I pulled him closer to me. I just lost it all.
I broke the kiss with my last self control. There were so many things that I wanted to say to him, so many rude words I wanted to shout to him but I couldn't bring out a word. We just lived in this moment, staring at each other. I was overwhelmed. Maybe I did have feelings for him. Maybe it wasn't so bad at all.
After staring at each other for some minutes Jackson finally got his voice back. "Well, that made everything clear." He looked down.
"Jackson? I... I think that.." I blushed, this was the worst thing I could do. "Maybe we should keep this secret for Lydia, we'll see how it all works out."
Did I really say this? I was sure that Derek was going to tell me that I'm the most stupid girl ever. I'd probably find it out in the evening.
The boys had practise again and I decided to watch them, just like always. Since Jackson and I are 'seeing' each other and Scott is one of my best friends I kinda felt like I had to go. Not that I minded it, I had nothing better to do.
Scott had to pass Jackson. It didn't work out very well. Jackson ran into him. It was good that he didn't feel that much pain because of his werewolf skills.
I had some weird feeling, I've felt it before. I didn't know when. I looked around. Someone was hiding in the shadows. Yean, whatever. I looked back at the field.
The coach yelled that Scott had to try it again.
Scott ran across the field as fast as a car. He ran directly into Jackson and pushed him away with werewolf power. This made Jackson fly in the air, who came down with a smack and an injury on his arm. The first thing I thought about was getting to Jackson, but then I saw Scott crawling over the ground. I ran to Scott and was there just after stiles. Together we brought Scott to the boys locker room.
"Ehmm, Marylin, maybe you should leave us now, this isn't a situation you want to be in, trust me." Stiles said.
"I know what situation we're in, and I'm not going to leave, open the door." I looked at Stiles with a strict look.
"Well actually, you don't."
"Well actually, I do. Werewolf babysitter. Now let me go with you."
Stiles looked at me full of suprise.
"Get away from me!" I heard Scott yell.
"I said GET AWAY FROM ME!"
I stepped back towards the door, he was changing for sure, I know those werewolf stories and this is really a lot like in books. Stiles was also getting away from Scott. Unfortunately, he was too late. Scott attacked him so that Stiles ran like a scared child towards me.
I took the firething and used it against Scott. It helped.
"Marylin? Stiles?" Scott whispered. "What happened?" He asked confused.
"Well, you just turned into a werewolf and tried to attack Stiles. I was here to save him from you and my plan worked."
"It's like I told you before. It's the anger, It's your pulse rising. It's a trigger." Stiles explained to Scott.
"But that's lacrosse! It's a pretty violent game if you haven't noticed." Scott replied.
"Well, it's gonna be a lot more violent if you ended up killing someone on the field." I fired back.
"You can't play saturday. You're gonna have to get out of the game." Stiles added.
"But I'm first line!" Scott exclaimed.
"Not anymore." Stiles and I said at the same time.
"However, now tell me, how could you possibly get it in your head not to tell me about this." I looked at the boys with a serious face.
"Wait what?" Stiles asked.
"What, do you, how do you know?" Scott added.
"Derek told me, I wanted to tell you guys that I know it after practise, but yeah, practise is over since you brutally injured Jackson." I pointed at Scott.
"But I told you to stay away from him!"
"Yeah whatever, you keep things a secret for me, I don't listen to you, just like that." I gave an evil smile.
"I uhh, I'm sorry Marylin. Really. But I thought you weren't ready for this." Scott admitted.
"Yeah, and I was the one who came up with this." Stiles added.
"Right, we'll figure this out." I said.
Stiles nodded. "Hey, maybe we can hang out today? I can show you what I already know!" The question was directed to me.
"Uhh yeah, sounds nice. I'll wait at your car, now change your clothes, you guys look horrible." I said while leaving the boys locker room.
Stiles and I talked about all werewolf things we knew. With excitement I told about what kind of were wolves there were and about the stories I've read. Stiles couldn't stop talking about how he found out about Scott's bite. We literally talked for hours about werewolves. And I finally managed to tell someone about my visions. Stiles directly believed me and he got to ask questions like; "when do you have them?", "Do you have them a lot?" Or "Have you seen something about me?" Unfortunately I didn't know that.
After our endless conversations we called Scott on skype.
"Hey scott!" I yelled to the camera.
"Hey marly!" Scott yelled back. Sounds like I have a new nickname. "Stiles, what did you find out." Scott asked full of curiosity.
"Well, it's bad. Jackson's got a separated shoulder." Stiles told him.
"Because of me?" He responded in disbelief.
"No, because he was trying to fly by himself! Of course it was because of you!" I exclaimed.
"But is he going to play?" Scott asked.
"Well, they don't know yet. Now they're just counting on your for saturday."
"Yeah, good luck with that, bro. You'll need it." I smiled.
Suddenly I became very dizzy. I had this weird feeling and it felt the same as at the field. I looked at the screen of the laptop.
"Hey, isn't there a person behind Scott?" Stiles asked me.
"Yeah, wait." I looked at it closely. "Oh my god, yes! Oh hey, it's derek! Tell Scott." Right on the moment I wanted to tell him the screen froze. Fuck.
"Let's try it by typing." Stiles said. "He'll read it anyway."
I agreed.
'It looks like' I started typing.
'Someone is behind you' For a second the screen was normal again. I wanted to talk and the screen froze again. ughh...
'It looks like Derek.' I finished.
And on that moment the screen lived again. I saw how Scott got dragged against the wall, Derek said something to him. He didn't look happy. and then he disappeared. While he disappeared, the weird feeling disappeared as well.
Scott walked to the cam again.
"Did you see that?" His voice was filled with disbelief.
"Yeah I did. He didn't look happy, what did he say?" I asked.
"He told me that I couldn't play saturday, he saw me on the field." Scott answered.
"So it was him.. oh my god.." I whispered. That weird feeling, it was him!
"What are you talking about?" Stiles asked me.
"On the field I got this weird feeling, and I got it when I saw derek on the screen. It's the feeling that I get when he is there." I explained. "Somehow I always notice it when he is there. It's like some sort of warning. I have this with a few people, like Jackson, you guys.. But with derek the feeling is so strong, like a headache."
"Well, that's weird. Is this some kind of addition to your dreams?" Stiles asked.
"Huh? What dreams? Do I miss something?" Scott asked.
"I have dreams which let me see the future. Especially things that are important." I explained.
"Oh.. Maybe you should do some research. Maybe it means something." He replied.
Maybe I should ask Derek. Maybe he knows something. But Scott couldn't know about it. He wouldn't allow me to go by myself.
"I think so. But I need to go, I have uhh.. Plans." I lied.
