ᴅᴀʏ 14: ᴛᴀʀʏɴᴀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴄᴏᴛᴛ

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Taryna

"Taryna!", My new best friend screamed at me and whirled her arms around my face.

Lydia was probably talking about math or another subject where she is really good at.

I sighed and looked at her confusion.

I apologized to Lydia, but she understood me.

I had a big crush on Scott. Supposedly he too for me, but he wasn't over his ex, Alison, or something like that.

Alison died a few months ago from a robbery raid. Although it sounds weird, the people in Beacon Hills never would do such a cruel thing. But you never know.

After all, I have only been here for a few months, my parents are moving almost every year, or rather about 10 months later after moving in.

Sometimes after 3 months. So I didn't even try with Scott, though he's really stuck into my heart.

But what can I say, you get used to it being alone all the time. After all, I am an only child.

"You have to understand him, he's afraid that something will happen like that again, what happened to... her," Lydia tried to explain.

We were sitting somewhere on the edge of the Bonfire, I was here for Lydia, though I really didn't feel like it.

There were drunken teenagers everywhere who drank their problems away, danced around or made it look like they're cool and just stood by.

And then there were people like me, I just drank a bit, although I'd like to drink my troubles away, too, but I was new and didn't want to embarrass myself directly.

"Alright, Lydia, ehm ... I will go and see Malia", I said to her and just ran into the crowd because I saw Scott nearby us.

Malia was mad at Lydia or generally at everyone. I also know that she's new at school, so I got on well with her, although she sometimes answered weirdly.

When I arrived, I asked Malia what she was drinking. I couldn't understand her properly, because of the loud music and because I was a bit dizzy, but I blamed the alcohol.

However, it only got worse, everything started spinning and the music got louder and louder. It felt like I was trying not to vomit or fall at any moment.

I looked over at Malia and it was the same with her, she just let herself fall, but before she slapped to the floor, Security guys carried her away and me.

I still saw, how they took us to the school and dropped us on the floor in the school hall, then poured us with something.

After that, I was unconscious and woke up again in a comfortable bed.

I carefully opened my eyes and then found myself in a bedroom of a boy teenager.

My eyes fell on the two boys sleeping peacefully. Scott was lying in his chair, asleep, which looked really uncomfortable. Stiles lay across the floor, which looked really funny.

I got up cautiously, trying not to wake them up, but somehow Scott got up.

"Where to?" He asked me sleepily, getting up and rubbing his eye tiredly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to wake you up.", I apologized shyly to him and stood next to his bedroom door.

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It's been almost an hour since I was still with Scott. It was already three in the morning, so Scott resisted that I stay with him. If you could call it a night.

I sat with him in the kitchen, his mother, Melissa, and Stiles slept as any normal person would.

But Scott had questions to me, as well as I had for him. We were just talking about ourselves in truth, which made things a lot easier for us.

"So ... you're a witch?" He asked me, sitting next to me and giving me my cup of tea.

I thanked him and affirmed his question.

"And you're a werewolf? A true alpha too?" I asked him confused and took a sip of the tea.

"yeah", he answers truthful and smiled a little bit.

I didn't know why, but I had to ask him that question. It was too much under my tongue.

I asked him seriously, but regretted it afterwards," is this the reason why you don't want us to be together? "

Oh god why did I ask?

He needed a while, but then he answered my question.

"Yes, the last time, I couldn't save Alison. I really like you ... more like, I love you, but I'm afraid that the history will repeat itself," Scott told me, sounding sad.

Great, now I have made him sad ...

But wait, he said he loved me!

Inwardly I hopped for joy, but I just couldn't show that.

"Scott," I started, putting two fingers under his chin so he could look at me, and then continued, "I can take care of myself, besides, I'm not a hunter, I'm a witch."

With the other hand, I raised a small decorative table that stood in the corner.

Scott gave me a cute smile and came closer to my face with his until our lips touched.

We both smiled in the kiss until something fell down around us. Because I was so focused on our first kiss, I dropped the table.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I blamed myself shocked, hoping that none of the sleeping people heard it.

Scott just laughed and pulled me onto his lap.

"Stop laughing, it's embarassing," I told him, grinning slightly, about to laugh about myself, and hit him lightly against the chest.

"Make me," he said still laughing.

And that's exactly what I did, I kissed him.