I'm gonna take you back to my house.
I love the feeling when you touch me baby.
It's not as good when I am by myself.
You know you make me go wooo hoo—
The song ended when Meg answered her cell phone.
"Hello?" She breathed groggily into the device while rubbing at her tired eyes, her dark hair was a disheveled and her eyelids struggled to stay open.
"Sorry did I wake you?" Isaac's husky voice spoke.
"Yeah you did, what's up?" She asked, running a lazy hand over her tired expression. Meg turned on to her side with the phone tucked under her ear, she could hear a distant rustling and sounds in his background she couldn't place.
"I'll let you get back to sleeping, just called to let you know that its ten minutes till school starts and you are still not here." He chimed in amusement that she didn't comprehend. She could also here a chorus of snickers in the backdrop.
"Kay thanks, bye" Meg said smiling dazedly before pressing the button to end the call and allowing her body to drift off to bed, with Isaac's words echoing in the back of her mind.
"WHAT THE FLIP…?" Meg's sudden cry snapped Derek out of his workout concentration. He was mid push up when she yelled. Derek sat up shirtless and drenched in sweat, watching Meg fly about the room picking up her fallen text books and clothes before running to the bathroom and then racing back in a new change of clothes and hurriedly stuffing her books into her bag, oblivious to the half naked Derek. He smirked in delight not used to being ignored in his current form. He turned away to pick up the shirt he draped over his chair before bringing it over his head. His thoughts were on the ringtone that her phone played, it was one of his favourite songs by the Kids 88, never imagining in a million years that she would be a fan, his grey eyes gleamed in faint wonder staring after her. The girl was full of surprises.
"I am late why didn't you wake me?!" Meg demanded while shrugging on her back pack and glaring at Derek, his eyebrows lifted in mock surprise.
"And disturb your sleep? Never." He replied smiling wickedly as she dead-panned.
"You had no issue doing that in the weekends for training."
"That's for your own good."
"And an education isn't?" she snapped and Derek's smile only intensified curious about why he found her agitated so fascinating, maybe it was because it's against her nature but it didn't stop entertaining him. Meg pinched at the bridge of her nose to calm herself before sighing and looking to him with her clear ochre eyes that were wavering in worry.
"I am going to die in the hands of a lab geek!" She sobbed racing to the steps as Derek followed her calmly.
Meg panted rushing up the steps with her werewolf like speed just before the final bell rang; she barged through the chemistry door to stop instantly when all the eyes off her classmates were on her, especially the scrutinizing gaze of Mr. Harris.
"Since it's your first time being late I shall excuse you Miss Day, but don't make a habit out of it." He stated with authority, Meg grinned bashfully and nodded in understanding, taking a moment to regain her breathing.
"Yes sir, sorry sir." She muttered and shut the door behind her before making her way into the class room searching for her seat. She found Isaac smiling tauntingly her way while patting at the empty stool beside him, and she shrugged off her bag and took a seat.
"Nice of you to join us," Isaac remarked flashing his sharp teeth at her. Meg smiled and slumped in her chair, brushing aside her bangs that tickled her lashes.
"Thanks for the head ups." She said nudging her shoulder against his Isaac grinned regarding her with his clear blue eyes.
"No problem, guessing you were exhausted from the training yesterday,"
"He is brutal," Meg shuddered predicting another exhausting session after school, her muscles still cried out in protest. Isaac chuckled and leaned back while rolling a pencil between his fingers.
"Tell me about it, I made the mistake of complaining once and he broke my arm."
"That's awful." She whispered appalled Isaac averted his gaze to the table shrugging at an attempt to seem indifferent.
"He was trying to prove a point-"
"Causing physical injury and inflicting fear to prove a point is not excusable, don't defend him." Isaac was surprised by the blunt irritation in her words, rarely seeing her so taken back by behaviour. He guessed she had a deep dislike for abuse. Isaac began to wonder how she would react if he ever told her about the way his father had abused him, would she be disgusted? Sympathize? Isaac found comfort in her words seeing her as the type of person to stand up for things she believed in.
"So did you study?" Meg's question was laced with obvious guilt and Isaac shook his head in a no.
"What about you?" She sighed the second time that morning leaned over the table, resting her cheek on her fist.
"I didn't have time to. I am so going to fail."
"Why do you take it so hard? We have bigger problems than failing Chemistry."
"I know but it's my dad's favourite subject we used to conduct experiments together, once we—"
"Take out a pen and pencil if required, you will have exactly thirty minutes to finish this paper, if I hear any talking or catch any of you cheating it will be an automatic F is that understood?"
A chorus of "yes sir" and grumbles answered his question, the teacher smirked pleased and began handing out papers, Meg gave Isaac a glance that seemed to say "here we go" Isaac smirked shaking his head in silent hilarity just as Mr. Harris handed Meg two sheets, she passed Isaac one before staring intensely at the question, skimming them in thought.
"You may begin." He announced before the rhythmic flutter of sheets and tapping of lead on wood instigated.
Meg stared contemplatively at the massive activities board on the wall, there was so after many school activities she was having a hard time deciding. A few caught her eye more than the rest but it was always a matter of timing she had to consider too, with Derek's training and homework Meg new she couldn't pick all the school had to offer so she stuck with Marathon training on Mondays, Break dancing on Tuesdays and Gymnastics on Wednesdays, which left Thursdays, Fridays and the weekend for training.
"Break dancing, are you kidding me?" Erica remarked snidely glancing over Meg's shoulder as she signed her name on the signup sheets.
"Why not..?" Meg inquired after she was done and stuffed her pen back into her pocket.
"It's so weird. Imagine what people would say if you started mixing with the I-got-swag crowd." Erica stated flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder, Meg raised her eyebrows quizzically.
"If I started to care about what people thought I wouldn't be hanging out with you,"
"Oh ouch," Boyd –who was hanging back with Isaac— hissed sending a taunting smile in Erica's way, she smiled in hilarity and pleased there were some fire in Megra Day than she had let on.
"Besides, it might be fun I've never had these kinda opportunities at my old school." Meg said with a simple shrug of her shoulders as they began to walk down the corridor. Erica and Meg were in the middle side by side with Isaac beside Erica and Boyd next to Megra.
"What about the opportunities you got at exploring your sexuality." Isaac teased well aware of Meg's former school being an all girls private academy.
"Yeah a little girl on girl action." Boyd added shoving Meg gently.
"I wasn't aware Megra possessed the ability to be sexual." Erica murmured jadedly as the boys shook with laughter. Meg huffed glaring at Erica.
"I can be sexual," she protested, the two boys stifled their laughter which only made Meg's blush redden.
"Please, you wear pants that are two sizes larger than you and shirts that you probably bought from the men's section and have you ever heard of make up?" Erica observed haughtily poking and pinching Meg's clothing, the dark haired female pouted her amber eyes misting in thought.
"They have the coolest stuff and blush makes my face itch." She murmured rubbing her face at the memory of her first play where they forcefully applied make up on her sensitive skin. Erica gaped in disbelief as Isaac watched Meg from the corner of his eye, smiling fondly.
"I can't believe I am saying this, but I am taking you shopping tomorrow." Erica announced and Meg's eyes widened stopping immediately.
"Well I am deathly allergic to shopping, no seriously the moment I step into any clothing store my face swells up and my throat gets tight and I start choking-"
"You should stop hanging out with Stiles, his sarcasm is rubbing off on you and that was not a request." Erica snapped turning to Meg with a dangerous insistence in her eyes, the recipient of the glare sighed.
"Yes mom." Erica grinned victoriously and flounced ahead leaving the three behind.
"You guys have to come with us." Meg spoke up from between them, looking at them both with eyes that cried desperation.
"What, no way I will rather die than go shopping." Boyd said.
"Same here, shopping with women is tedious." Isaac agreed, Meg groaned.
"Oh come on, I can't be alone with her, she will kill me." She exaggerated tugging at the sleeves of their leather jackets.
"No," They both stated bluntly.
"PLEASE PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME ALONE WITH HER FOR THE LOVE OF—" Isaac snaked his arm behind her and clamped his hand over his mouth and hugged her petite body to his side, stopping her excessive begging when everyone in the hallway had begun to stare.
"Struggle all you like, we are not coming" Boyd challenged a smile forming creases on his dark complexion. Meg glared at them as she struggled and mumbled curses that were muffled under Isaac's hand.
Isaac's hand left her mouth the moment she licked it, he grimaced and shook his hand to fan away the moisture but his other arm still kept her in a head lock.
"You two are such bullies, why can't you do it as a favour?"
"Us tolerating you is a favour small one," Isaac teased dragging her along as they made their way to the next class only to stop again when Scott and Stiles stood in their way.
"Release the fair maiden, wolf man or you shall feel the wrath of my… protractor." Stiles threatened jutting out the pointy end of his protractor at Isaac who simply raised one eyebrow disbelievingly.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Meg greeted cheerfully from under Isaac's head lock.
"It's free period, did you forget?" Scott asked smiling, her eyes widened in realisation.
"Oh right, I promised Scott and Stiles I'll spend the free period with them."
"Fine, I'll guess we will be seeing you at lunch." Isaac grumbled releasing Meg. Boyd ruffled her hair and walked past them, leaving her with Scott and Stiles who gazed after them, mystified.
"You guys have gotten pretty close eh Meg?" Scott noted.
"Ha-ha yeah, Erica wants to take me shopping in the weekend."
"Oh ouch, good luck with that."
"I am going to need more than that, so—"Meg clapped her hands together while grinning widely.
"What are we going to do with all this free time?" she asked, Scott and Stiles glanced at each other.
"I don't know we were hoping you had a suggestion." Scott admitted rubbing at his neck thoughtfully, Meg pondered his words for a moment before her amber eyes began to sparkle. "I would like to learn how to play Lacrosse."
"Well then, to the field!" Stiles exclaimed pointing ahead before hooking their arms together.