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Cora's p.o.v
I stir awake when I hear a phone ringing. My eyes flutter open, Scott's phone lighting up and ringing on the bedside table.
"Scott" I whine, nudging the male.
"Mmm" Scott mumbles.
"Scott, your phone" I yawn, nudging him some more.
"Answer it" Scott mumbles, snuggling into my side, eyes still closed.
"Bu you're closer" I whine.
"Mmm" Scott mumbles again. "Please Cor"
"Argh. Fine" I say. I reach over him blindly, managing to grab his phone without causing him or myself any physical harm. I press answer and bring it to my ear. "Hi, Scott's phone" I say sleepily.
"Oh..Cora" comes Melissa's voice.
"Uh.." I say awkwardly. Melissa clears her throat, probably feeling awkward too.
"Is Scott around?" she asks. "I was a little worried after last night. And I am sorry for last night, Rafael shouldn't have said the things he said. I hope Derek wasn't too upset after he left"
"It's okay" I say. "Derek's alright too, he just needed to cool off" I assure her. "Scott's uh..sleeping. Want me to wake him up?" I ask her.
"No, no, leave him, it's okay" she says. "Just..just tell him to ring me when he's up please"
"Can do Melissa" I smile.
"Okay sweetie, it's early, get some more sleep" Melissa says.
"Okay" I say. She's so nice, it's actually heart-warming.
"Bye Cora"
"Bye" we hang up and I put Scott's phone back on the bedside table. I turn back to Scott, the male's eyes opening slowly. "That was your Mum, she wants you to call her back when we get up" I tell him. He nods with a yawn. "Scott, your breath" I chuckle. Scott quickly covers his mouth.
"Sorry" he says sheepishly.
"It's okay if you kiss me" I grin.
"What about my breath?" he asks. I lean up and touch my nose to his.
"I don't care" I say. He grins before leaning in the rest of the way and kissing me. I lay on my back, letting Scott come over me. It starts to get a little heated. I reach for Scott's shirt to take it off. He sighs and pulls back. He looks at me sheepishly.
"Not with Derek just downstairs" he says. "I can't..sorry"
"No, it's fine" I smile. I know Scott's got alot of respect for Derek so i'm not suprised and I don't mind. When we're ready to go further than 1st and 2nd base..it'll happen. It's not like we were going to go that far just before but I know how Scott is. He's respectful of me as well and I appreciate that. I just..I just really like Scott. Everything about him. I'm definitely physically attracted to him, I know that for certain. But the way he is, his personality, the way he is with his Mum and Stiles..it's all things I like. His eyes. Those chocolate brown, big puppy dog eyes. The ones that see through the crap in one glance. The ones that sparkle a little when he sees the pack or his Mum happy. I think they're what drew me in first. Next was definitely his smile. That loop-sided grin, the one that makes his faint dimples come out, the one that makes his jaw cock out a little more than it usually does. I pull him to lay back down. He pecks my lips once more before laying down. I yawn. "We got a few more hours before school, we should get some more sleep" I say. Scott nods, moving so i'm cuddled into him. I close my eyes and settle back into bed, ready to go back to sleep.
"You know I want to right?" Scott whispers. I smile.
"It's okay, I get it" I assure him.
"But your brother is terrifying, especially when it comes to you" Scott says, voice still quiet like he's scared Derek will hear.
"Go to sleep Scott" I chuckle.
"Okay" he grins, closing his eyes. It's quiet for all of 2 seconds before he's talking again. "Because I really do want to go further but-"
"Scott" I cut him off. I lean up, looking down at him. "It's seriously okay. Derek can't watch us 24/7. There'll be a time when it's just us and we can do..whatever" I say.
"Wh-whatever?" Scott asks, fumbling over the word a little when he realises what that could include.
"Whatever we're both ready to do" I nod. A goofy smile comes to Scott's face and he pulls me to lay on his chest again. I nuzzle into his neck, falling asleep easily after that.
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I wake up again to banging on my door.
"Cora, Scott, school" Derek calls out before walking away. I stretch, making sure not to hit Scott in the face this time. Scott yawns, waking up himself. I jump out of bed, stealing the bathroom first to change. I come out, finding the bed made and Scott pulling on a clean shirt from his school bag, already in a clean pair of brown work jeans. He gives me a smile when he sees me. I return it, going up to him and pecking his lips lightly.
"What was that for?" Scott asks, smiling though.
"Making my bed" I say. "I could get used to that" Scott scoffs playfully.
"It won't happen again" Scott teases.
"We'll see McCall" I grin. Scott raises an eyebrow. "Do what you have to and meet me downstairs" I say. He nods and I grab my school bag, going downstairs. I see Derek sitting at the table, hair sticking up in every direction. I walk up behind him. "Morning big brother" I say, scruffing his hair more than it already is.
"Yeah, morning" Derek mumbles from behind a cup of coffee. I inhale, screwing my face up.
"Black coffee?" I ask him. "Since when did you drink straight black coffee?" I ask. He shrugs. "What's wrong with you?" I ask him, sitting down across from him at the table.
"Tired" Derek says.
"Because of what happened last night?" I ask him.
"I think so" he admits with a sigh.
"Well Melissa called this morning to apologise and everything's okay so stop losing sleep over it or i'll kill you" I threaten teasingly.
"Well I guess I don't have a choice then, you'd miss me too much" Derek smirks. I chuckle, waving him off. Scott comes downstairs, bag slung over his shoulder.
"Morning" Scott smiles at Derek.
"Argh. Stop being so..smiley in the morning, both of you" Derek says.
"You're a Sourwolf this morning" Scott grins. I'm glad he feels comfortable enough to joke around with Derek.
"And you're still a dick this morning" Derek says, trying to hold back his own grin. We all turn towards the loft door when it swings open. Stiles walks in, arms up, smiling widely.
"Good morning McHales!" he calls out, coming over to us.
"McHales? Seriously?" Derek asks.
"When Scott and Cora get married, it'll be their family name. It's McCall and Hale together-" Stiles starts to explain. I chuckle at Stiles. He's already thinking about marriage for us, we only became official last night.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it" Derek says. "And they're not getting married anytime soon so shut up" he says half-heartedly.
"Who pissed him off this morning?" Stiles asks. "Doesn't matter, Sourwolf's not ruining my good mood" Stiles grins.
"What the hell happened to you?" I ask him. "You're not usually a morning person"
"Is it something you'll tell me later on?" Scott asks him, smirking.
"No" Stiles says, screwing his face up but still smiling when he realises what Scott really means. "Dad reached his next milestone in his weight loss" Stiles tells us.
"Congrates" I smile.
"I will pass the message on" Stiles nods. "So" he says, falling onto the couch and looking at us. "What do you say..we ditch school and-"
"Don't start Stiles" Derek says.
"Like you didn't skip school when you were our age" Stiles says.
"No..I didn't. Never" Derek says.
"I can't hear your heartbeat and I know you're lying" Stiles says, making Scott and I laugh.
"Well you're not dragging Cora into that. Or Scott" Derek says.
"Yeah, no, that's a bad idea anyway" Stiles says with his 'criminal' smile.
"Stiles" Derek warns him.
"No, I won't drag them into my antics" Stiles says.
"Good" Derek says.
"Are you taking us to school?" I ask Stiles.
"No" Derek answers. I'm about to ask why but he dangles his car keys in front of me before dropping them into my hand. I grin widely. Scott and Stiles' eyes widen. "One scratch and I take them back" Derek says. "I mean it Cora, one scratch and your driving privilages are gone"
"No scratches, got it" I smile. I squel, hugging Derek tightly. I pull away, clearing my throat as that was far too girly. "Thanks" I say, keeping my voice even.
"Get to school" Derek says. "And..you're welcome" he adds with a small smile. "But go, you're going to be late"
"Okay, I call shotgun with Cora" Scott says.
"I prefer my jeep over that hunk of crap anyway" Stiles says proudly.
"Hunk of..are you kidding me?" Derek asks him.
"Oh god" I groan. "Don't go all 'mechanic' on him" I beg Derek. Derek goes to open his mouth so I decide to do it for him. "His LS3 SS 6.2 litre V8 engine turns over 426 horsepower with 420 lb-ft of torque and would literally chew your jeep up and spit it out in any kind of race" I say in one go. Derek smiles proudly, crossing his arms over his chest and looking over at Stiles.
"Jesus, she's definitely your sister" Stiles sighs. "Okay..let me put it this way. I'm not leaving my jeep behind for a chevrolet" Stiles says.
"That's better" Derek says.
"Good. Come on, let's go" I say. I wave goodbye to Derek, he returns it with a triumphant grin. We get into the car and I relax into the leather. I've never been in the driver's seat of this car. When it was Laura's i'd been in the passeger's and same for when Derek got it but never the driver's seat. I'm not clueless, I know what kind of power's stuffed under the hood of this beast. And I intend to one day live that power for myself.
"You want me to leave you two alone?" Scott chuckles, seeing my face.
"You might want too" I tease. I turn it over, revving the car. That sound, jesus. "Derek said no scratches, he didn't say anything about speed" I grin.
"I know by the look on your face I should be scared but..I have to admit, i'm a little turned on" Scott teases, chuckling. I grin, blushing a little. I take off, keeping under the speed limit..sort of. This thing is amazing to drive.
"You know.." I start. "It wouldn't hurt to skip one day" I say.
"No, it wouldn't..but Derek might" Scott says.
"Nah, we'll just make sure he doesn't find out" I wave it off. Scott looks at me skeptically. "I'll drop you off first and-"
"No, no, no" he says. "If you're skipping out, then I am too" he smirks.
"And Stiles?"
"And Stiles" he confirms, bringing his phone out.
"Are you sure about this?" I ask him.
"I'm sure" Scott nods.
"Positive?" I ask, double checking.
"It's not the first time i've done this, i'm sure" he nods with a smile.
"Well, here we go" I say with a grin that can only be described as a Cheshire Cat grin. I have a feeling this won't end well but, I can't really find myself caring.
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