Chapter 4

"So you woke up in the woods and then ended up in some guy's pool," Scarlet asked Scott later the next day.

"Yeah, it was crazy," Scott cried. They were standing at his locker and he was getting ready to go to lacrosse practice. The door to his locker suddenly slammed shut and Jackson was standing there an angry look on his face.

"All right little man, how about you tell me where you are getting your juice," Jackson demanded.

"What," Scott asked shooting a look at Scarlet.

"What are you talking about Jackson," Scarlet asked.

"Where are you getting your juice," Jackson asked again carefully enunciating each word as he spoke.

Scott shook his head at Jackson. "My mom does all the grocery shopping," Scott explained.

"I don't think that's what he means Scott," Scarlet replied.

"Now listen McCall, you're going to tell me exactly what it is and who you are buying it from, because there is no way in hell you're out there kicking ass on the field like that without some sort of chemical boost," Jackson snapped.

"He's not on drugs Jackson," Scarlet cried in annoyance.

"Oh you mean steroids, are you on steroids," Scott asked.

"What the hell is going on with you McCall," Jackson demanded as he pushed Scott into the lockers. Scarlet grabbed his arm and tried to pull him back. Jackson took a step back and waited for Scott to say something.

"What's going on with me? You really want to know," Scott cried.

"Scott, stop it," Scarlet warned. The last thing they needed was for Jackson to be involved in whatever was going on.

"Well so would I, because I can see, hear, and smell things that I shouldn't be able to see, hear, and smell. I do things that should be impossible. I'm sleepwalking three miles into the middle of the woods and I'm pretty much convinced that I'm totally out of my freaking mind," Scott shouted. He drew a deep breath and sagged against the lockers.

"Feel better," Scarlet demanded from Scott.

Jackson scoffed at Scott, obviously not believing him. "You think you're funny, don't you McCall? I know you're hiding something, I'm going to find out what it is, I don't care how long it takes."

Jackson slammed his fist against the locker next to Scott's head before moving away from them. He turned back and smirked at Scarlet. "You should be glad she was here McCall, if it weren't for our agreement, I probably would have kicked your ass."

"Jackson," Scarlet hissed. She shook her head at him a pleading look in her eyes.

"What are you talking about," Scott demanded.

"Scarlet was at my house last night, see we had a little thing all summer, but now that its over, we've decided to be friends, and part of that arrangement is me not beating you and her twin into a pulp."

"What kind of thing did you have all summer," Scott asked as he glanced at Scarlet.

"Jackson, don't," Scarlet said as she moved toward him to push him away from them.

Jackson just smirked at her before locking eyes with Scott. "It's called sex McCall, do I need to explain that to you?"

With that Jackson spun around and strode away. Scarlet stared after him completely speechless. She glanced at Scott as he stepped up next to her.

"You slept with him?"

"Scott," Scarlet pleaded as she turned to him.

"I have to get to practice."

"Scott, please," Scarlet cried again. He shook his head and walked away from her heading in the same direction as Jackson. "Damn it!"

"Something wrong," someone asked from behind her.

Scarlet spun around to find the new girl standing there. "Hi," Scarlet breathed terrified that the girl had overheard the entire conversation. "How much of that did you hear?"

"Just you and Scott there at the end, are you ok?"

"Yeah, look um," Scarlet let out a breath and studied the girl for a moment. "You're Allison right?"

"Yeah," the girl said with a nod of her head.

"I'm Scarlet, I'm Stiles' twin."

"Oh, yeah, I was wondering when we would meet."

"Listen, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about that conversation, Scott really likes you. He's my best friend, but that's it. You don't have anything to worry about from me," Scarlet quickly explained.

"Oh, wow, you didn't have to say that, but thanks," Allison replied. "Scott told me that you and your brother were his best friends. I figured that was all that was about."

Scarlet let out a short laugh before glancing away from Allison, she noticed a familiar car in the parking lot. "I've got to go, but I'll see you later! Are you going to that party this weekend?"

"Yeah, with Scott."

Scarlet grinned in excitement. "Well I'll see you there."

"All right," Allison said as Scarlet raced to the door and pushed it open. She rushed across the parking lot and pulled open the passenger door of the car. Derek grinned at her from inside.

"Want to get out of here," he asked.

"I thought you'd never ask."

...

"So, where are we going," Scarlet asked after a few minutes. She glanced at Derek before returning her attention to the road.

"Nowhere," he said as he returned her gaze. He finally stopped the car outside the nature preserve and climbed out. He sat on the hood of the car as Scarlet joined him. "How was school?"

"Well, that guy I told you about, he told my friend about us having sex. Now he's not talking to me. It doesn't help that something is going on with Scott and Jackson is pretty sure he's on drugs."

"Sounds like you could use a distraction," Derek replied.

Scarlet shot him a flirtatious look. "What did you have in mind," she asked softly. She'd been thinking about what kissing him would be like since their hands had touched.

Derek slid across the hood of the car so that he was inches from her. He tucked a stray curl behind her ear, his fingers brushing against her cheek as he did so. He wanted her, there was no denying that, and he knew she wasn't a virgin, but there was something stopping him. Even his wolf wanted her, which was rarely a good thing, but everytime he looked at her he got the same feeling.

"I haven't stopped thinking about kissing you since the other day," Scarlet admitted as a blush crept up her face. "Silly right? I'm caught up with a huge mess and what am I thinking about? Making out with Derek Hale."

She slid off the hood of the car and moved toward the trees. She shook her head and threw her hands in the air. "I don't know anything about you, but I keep getting in your car and I keep thinking about you," she cried. She turned around and gasped.

Derek was right behind her, his hands wrapped around her waist immediately and he backed her into a tree. He pressed his body against hers holding her in place as his hands grabbed her wrists and pinned them against the bark. "I haven't stopped thinking about it either," he replied before crashing his lips against hers.

Scarlet felt sparks run through her body and she opened her mouth, letting Derek deepen the kiss. Her hands flexed against his trying to pull away so she could touch him. She needed to have her hands on him. That kiss sparked a desire in her for more. She turned her head to the side gasping for air and Derek kissed a trail down her neck that left her whimpering. He released her wrists and her hands immediately twined in his hair. His hands found her waist again and they played with the hem of her shirt before sliding beneath it.

His warm, rough hands slid up her torso making her arch against him. His hands stopped just below her breasts and she whined in protest. "Are you sure this is what you want," Derek asked. His pupils were blown wide with desire. He didn't think he could stop if this went much further.

"I don't know," Scarlet admitted, "but I feel like, this is right, like we're supposed to be here together, and this is supposed to be happening."

"Yes or no Scarlet," Derek said with a small smile. Already he found her tendency to over analyze things endearing.

"Yes," Scarlet said before kissing him hard. His hands slid back up cupping her breasts. She broke the kiss and moaned into his neck. Derek's lips trailed down her neck and he began tugging at her shirt. Her hands fisted in his shirt and she pushed against him.

Derek met her gaze to see that she was shaking her head at him. He took a tiny step back and released her shirt. Scarlet tugged it back into place and met his gaze briefly before stepping around him.

"I can't do this," Scarlet said as she continued to shake her head. She ran a hand through her hair and met his gaze again.

"Talk to me," Derek said as he reached out and brushed his fingers up the length of her arm. He tangled his fingers in her hair and waited for her to tell him.

"It's not that I don't want to, its not that at all. I don't know you, I don't how old you are, your favorite color, if you have a middle name. What is your favorite food? What music do you listen to? You don't know anything about me either, you didn't know I had a twin, I play piano, I can sing. I love to paint. I... think that maybe we should... get to know one another and see what happens," Scarlet suggested.

"So... we can't do this anymore," Derek asked.

Scarlet laughed and hit him on the chest. "Yeah, but we're going to go slow, and we're going to get to know one another."

"My middle name is Mathew, my favorite food is steak, I like rock music, mostly classic rock, but any rock really. My favorite color is green, I like the way pine needles smell."

Scarlet giggled again and leaned against him. "My middle name is Elizabeth, my favorite food is mashed potatos, I like all kinds of music, seriously everything, my favorite color is blue. I like the smell of rain."

Derek wrapped his arms around her and she rested her forehead against his shoulder. He briefly wondered as they stood there if this was what it was like when you met your mate. He shook his head at the thought, he felt like a girl for wondering such a thing.