#2

"Let's see this thing!"

"…that's a massive bandage… How bad is it?" Anelie asked Scott who flinched at Stiles' touch.

"Ow!...not too bad, I think. It was too dark to see anything but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf"

"A wolf?!"

"A wolf bit ya…?"

"Uh huh"

"No, not a chance"

"I heard the wolf howling"

"I think I heard it too" said Anelie, remembering the cries she had heard the night before.

"No you didn't"

Stiles was adamant that whatever was howling, and took a bite at Scott was not a wolf.

"What do you mean, no I didn't. I know what I heard"

"Because California doesn't have wolves, okay? In like six years."

"Really?"

Anelie began to doubt herself and even Scott seemed pretty uncertain…and he was the one with the scar.

"Yes, really, there are no wolves in California"

"Alright, Mr. Wikipedia, then what did that to Scott?" When Anelie challenged Stiles, he just shrugged and muttered that there were no wolves in California. The conversation took a turn when Scott revealed another piece of big news.

"Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf then…you're definitely not gonna believe me when I tell you… I… found the body."

" #$%! Are you kidding me?!" Stiles jumped up in excitement at the mention of 'the body' while unlike her brother, Anelie had had enough with the dead girl so she rolled her eyes and sighed. Scott laughed at Anelie's reaction and sheepishly admitted that he was freaked out by the body.

"No, I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for months"

"That is freakin' awesome! I mean this is seriously going to be the best thing that's happened to this town!" Ignoring his sister's lack of enthusiasm and Scott's plight at the prospect of weeks of nightmares, Stiles was acting as if it was Christmas. And then as Lydia walked by, his attention switched to the pretty strawberry blond that has been ignoring him from day one.

Shaking her head at her brother, who was grumbling about being a nerd-by-association to Scott, Anelie waved goodbye to the boys and headed towards her class. Ugh, first day back and the first class is chemistry, with none other than Harris. I hate Mondays. She gloomily walked into the classroom to find her friend Jessie slumped over the desk.

"Morning, sunshine!" Instead of a reply Jessie just grunted, making Anelie chuckle. When Jessie did look up, she had her usual don't-be-perky-at-me-or-else face on. Anelie guessed that her friend had stayed up late watching movie or something because that was her morning face. Jessie was one of the very few girlfriends Anelie had, and since she hated chemistry AND Harris, Jessie was the only thing stopping her from skipping class. As Anelie sat down next to Jessie, she heard kids sitting behind her gossiping about the dead girl. In this town, news sure gets around fast, Anelie thought and glanced at her friend who seemed uninterested. The gossiping stopped immediately when Harris walked into class.

If her brother was a nerd by association because of Scott, she was picked on by association from Harris because of her brother. She was sure of it because she couldn't think of one good reason why the four-eyed cold blooded chemistry teacher hated her. She wasn't a perfect A student, especially in chemistry, but she wasn't failing either and she kept to herself. Yet Harris picked on her at every given opportunity. His pale skin and cold eyes reminded her of a vampire. Not the sexy ones like you see in the movies but the…uh….non-sexy vampires. Harris immediately noticed that Anelie wasn't paying attention and made some snarly comment, to which she just grumbled a half-hearted apology. I really hate Mondays.

During the course of the day, the topic-of-the-day quickly shifted from the dead girl in the woods to the new girl, who was suddenly Lydia Martin's new best friend. Her name was something like Alice…Alissa? Something like that. Everyone seemed fascinated by the pretty new girl who was able to strike up a friendship with Lydia and co. Even the girls on the lacrosse team were gossiping about the new girl who was sitting with Lydia and watching the boys practice. Scott was not in his usual place, which is beside her brother on the bench, but Finstock had pulled Scott aside, telling him something and by the looks of it, he was being asked to be the goalie. He was determined to make the first line this year so Anelie guessed this was his big chance to impress Finstock and the team. It wasn't that Scott was bad at lacrosse…it was just that compared to other boys on the team, like Jackson or Danny, Scott lacked the speed and the power. But, hey, like Stiles said, if you're going to dream, might as well dream big.

"Stilinski! Pay attention!" Anelie flinched and quickly turned around and tried to concentrate on her practice, hoping that Scott would do okay. She had originally wanted to play for the boys' team, not because she thought the girls team sucked or anything. It was just that she wanted to be on the same team as her brother and Scott. When she asked Finstock, he looked at her as if she was crazy. He laughed, and then got all sarcastic about it. But the fact was, she was better than her brother or Scott. So her initial plan was to play for the girls' team and really excel at the game so that Finstock would come crawling back, begging for her to play for his team. That was the initial plan but having played for the girls' team, she had no intension of switching to boys' team. Finstock would have never in million years recruited her anyways.

Not being able to play with her brother or Scott was kind of sad, because she thought they would grow apart, but they still practiced together in their free time and things between them didn't change much. It wasn't like she or the boys were taking on a new different sports. Anelie was trying to come to terms with the fact that she was a girl, and they were boys and they can't always be together like when they were five or something. They were growing up.

Anelie, and the rest of the girls' lacrosse team was suddenly disrupted by the loud cheer from the other side of the field. Anelie was sure she heard her brother scream in excitement and yell out "That's my friend!" The commotion was so loud that all the girls stopped to look, and even their coach was staring at the boys' side.

"What's happening?" Anelie asked the girl who had been facing towards the boys the whole time but instead of an answer, she got a question.

"Who's that new kid?"

Anelie looked at the person she was pointing at and answered

"That's Scott. He's not new… he was just always in the bench with my brother."

"He's amazing"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Scott.

"He is?"

"Yeah, Jackson better watch it"

"That good?!"

"Uh, huh…even Lydia was cheering him on"

"I guess all that chin-ups he does in his room is finally paying off….?"

Despite knowing Scott better than anyone else, Anelie was puzzled at his sudden improvement. Perhaps, more because she knew him. She was happy to see him doing well but something wasn't right. He didn't show any new incredible skills when they were practicing the other day so what was going on?

"I don't, I don't know what it was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball…" Scott was trying to explain to the twins about the lacrosse practice. Stiles didn't seem too bothered about Scott's sudden skills but something was nagging at Anelie.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know….I don't know why but it was easy." Scott seemed as confused as she was, and he continued to describe his condition.

"AND that's not the only weird thing…I can…hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear… and smell things!"

"Smell things…like what?" asked Stiles.

"Elie had a hazelnut macchiato today…and she spilt a bit on her jeans."

"uh…it was like only a drop. How did you know?" Anelie sniffed but couldn't figure out how Scott knew about the spill because she did not smell like a hazelnut macchiato, all she could smell was the deodorant she put on after the practice.

"Dude, that's what she drinks all the time…" Stiles seemed unimpressed.

"AND Like mint mojito gum in your pocket" said Scott with a straight face.

"I haven't been having mint mojito gum in like…" Stiles stopped mid-sentence, as he rummaged through his pocket and found a lint covered gum. Stiles and Anelie looked at each other. Weird.

"Soo… all this started with the bite"

"What if it's like an infection. Like, my body is flooding with adrenalin before I go into shock or something." Scott seemed really concerned.

"If whatever bit you had rabies or something…then you'd be frothing at the mouth or something right? I mean you don't have a fever do you?" Anelie touched Scott's forehead while touching her own with her other hand to compare their temperature.

"No…I'm fine. Except… my senses are all wired wrong or something" Scott looked confused.

"You know what, I think I've actually heard of this…This specific kind of infection…" suddenly Stiles got serious, which seemed to make Scott more nervous.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, I think it's called….lycanthropy."

"What's that? Is that bad?"

Oh for f #$s sakes! Anelie rolled her eyes, but Scott didn't get it. He really needs to read more, thought Anelie but she didn't say it out loud because she was starting to feel sorry for Scott, who seemed worried…and besides how do you explain the gum? Okay so you might have just guessed the macchiato but the gum in Stiles' pocket?

"Oh yeah, it's the worst…but only once a month."

"Once a month?"

"Uh, huh, on the night of the full moon. Arrooooooooghhh!"

"Get outta here" Finally getting the werewolf joke, Scott shoved Stiles and walked off.

"Hey you're the one who heard a wolf howling"

"There could be something seriously wrong with me"

"I know! You're a werewolf! Arrrrggggghhhhhhh!"

"Stiles!" Feeling sorry for Scott, Anelie elbowed her brother. He never knew when to stop.

"Ok, obviously I'm kidding!"

"But, if you see me in shop class trying to melt all the silver I can find, it's 'cause Friday's a full moon" Elbowing didn't seem to work so Anelie punched him in the arm.

Being used to Stiles' antics, Scott ignored his annoying friend and looked down, with a puzzled look on his face.

"No….I, I could have sworn this was it…I saw the body, the deer came running, I dropped my inhaler…" Scott knelt down and started rummaging around the leaves.

"How do you know this is the right place? You said it was dark…and you know what? All the trees look the same!" Anelie looked around. She was starting to feel uneasy again. God, what the hell is wrong with me? It's not even dark!

And then her brother said something that sent a chill down her spine.

"May be the killer moved the body."

"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler…it's usually like eighty bucks."

"Seriously? You're worried about your stupid inhaler?" Something was wrong...and that's when she saw him.

"Oh!" Stiles noticed him too and as soon as he did, he tapped Scott's shoulder who quickly stood up.

"What are you doing here?"

A guy in black leather jacket walked towards them and demanded an answer.

"Huh? This is private property." He wasn't shouting but he wasn't friendly or inviting either. His demeanour said 'stay away or else' so Anelie apologized.

"Sorry"

"Huh…sorry man, we didn't know." Stiles, who was starting to look really uncomfortable, quickly apologized too.

"Yeah, we were just…looking for something…but….uh, forget it." For some reason, Scott was staring straight at the guy, which was unusual because Scott hated confrontation. The guy reached into his pocket without taking his eyes off Scott and threw something at him. It was Scott's eighty-something dollar inhaler. Without giving them an explanation about the inhaler, he turned around and walked off into the woods.

"Right, now I have to get to work."

"Dude! That was Derek Hale! You…you remember right? He's only like few years older than us"

"Remember what?"

"THE Derek Hale?" Unlike Scott, Anelie remembered the name and the incident, because her father had sat the twins down and gave them a lecture about why they weren't allowed to play with fire. She also remembered that only Derek and his sister who had been away had survived the fire that killed the rest of the family. Things like that almost never happened in Beacon Hills…so most people were familiar with the name Hale and the tragic incident. But Scott continued to look puzzled, so Stiles went on. "His family?! They all burned to death in a fire like ten years ago."

"I wonder what he's doing back" Scott's question hung in the air, as they headed out of the woods.

As she walked along the woods, she wondered if it was Derek that made her uneasy in the woods the other night. May be he was watching them the whole time (how else could he know about the inhaler?). But the thing was, Derek seemed threatening …but he didn't feel like a threat. His intense stare made her uncomfortable…but the feeling that she got from the woods last night was….more than discomfort…it was fear.

A dead girl in the woods,

Scott's new condition,

A new girl at the school,

The return of Derek Hale,

Beacon Hills seem to be stirring up. She hated change…may be she was overreacting, but things were changing. Ever since her mother died, Anelie resented change. All she knows is that she was perfectly happy, until she lost her mother and everything just changed. Their house felt empty and quite without her. The warm sweet air that had filled the kitchen was gone, the faint fragrance of her mother's perfume was gone and it seemed that with the loss of Claudia Stilinski, the light had faded from the Stilinski house. The sheriff tried very hard to pick up the pieces and raise the twins without the support of his beloved wife and life went on for the living, but it wasn't the same anymore. Nothing was. There were good days and then there were bad, but every day she thought of her mother and she knew both her brother and her father did too.

She couldn't shake off the feeling that something was looming around the corner. Like something really bad was going to happen…GOD, I really hate Mondays.

Thank you for reading, reviewing, following the story, you lovely people! :)

Also, special thanks to those who suggested OC as Elie's friends! I promise they will become more important in Elie's life as the story progresses…

I really appreciate it all, since I'd been expecting sticks and stones after uploading the story so I'm overjoyed by all your reactions. Again, apologies for dragging this on…once Scott turns, things should pick up…in the meantime, I'm thinking of starting drabbles too and I'm open to suggestions (though I can't promise I will write them all but if I get one that I like or think I can write I will so, I'll be waiting to hear from you!)