Haha... yeah I'm judging you mad hard bruh if you don't know this song ^^^^

Who knew it was so fucking hard to get blood out of wooden floorboards. I look like a dog- no scratch that- I look like Cinderella cleaning after her ugly stepsisters. The only exception being I'm wiping away at the traces of my brutal, mysterious attack last night where as Cinderella only had to pick up after the shit sisters she had. Also, I would have probably kicked their faces in a couple of times for being little bitches.

Yeah, I've spent the last 2 hours cleaning away at the wooden floors and now back porch while listening to music. The entire house smelled of chlorine now, including myself. At least the blood had successfully been removed from any visible section of my house and I'd been able to repeatedly go through last nights events.

I'd come down to the conclusion that whatever had happened last night has heightened my body. Im able to smell, hear, and see much better then even a normal human. Not only that but Scott was able to do the same things, at least that's what I'd interpreted from Lydia's text message. She had given me very strong detail of Scotts superhero like practice. He caught every single ball that was thrown at him, even managing to cut deep into Jacksons ego by catching his throw. Obviously whatever happened to me, happened to him.

What was going on? My endurance has sky rocketed, I was no longer vulnerable and neither was Scott. The way he had looked at me though, he knew something.

As the sky darkened and the clouds came rushing in along with heavy rain, I contemplated confronting Scott and asking him what he had done to me. He was the cause of this and I was going to find out exactly what it was.

I put away all the cleaning supplies exactly where the maids usually kept them, high in the laundry room cupboards. I tried mimicking the way they were placed so no one became suspicious. I was tired from scrubbing all day and this constant headache.

All I want to do is eat pounds of pizza and watch movies...

"Shit!" I screamed loud as hell, my ears once again pounding from the ringer on cell phone. Ugh, I'll get use too this hearing eventually, for now though it was the most irritating thing in the world. I might even accidentally break my phone cause of it.

I grabbed the phone to shut off the unnecessary loud ringer when I noticed it was an unknown number. No one had this number besides a small group, I wonder who was calling me?

"Hello," I answered on the phone.

"Imelda," a hysterical voice answered me, my heart began pumping inside my chest, old memories began repeating inside of my head.

"Yes, yes who is this?" I asked quickly, my voice shaking. I felt the phone begin slide down my instantly sweaty palm.

"It's Allison, I'm so sorry for calling you this late. Lydia gave me your number after school, she said you wouldn't mind, but... but, but I hit a dog. I don't know what happened, I... I took my eyes off the road for a second and she came out of nowhere, I don't know what to do she is..." she's frantic, her voice muffled from the shaking of her hands.

I exhale in relief, walking over and putting the tap on freezing cold water so I can wash my face. My hearts hammering inside my chest so fast I can hear it. It's okay, it's okay...

"Allison, take a deep breath. Its going to be fine, is the dog alive?" I tell her in the most calm voice I can conjure up.

"Yes, yes! She's alive, she's hurt though and angry... she won't stop growling. She almost bit me," her response was quick, I almost didn't understand her words.

While she talked I dipped my free hand inside the water and then splashed my face with the ice cold liquid a couple times.

"Okay, there's a veterinary clinic not far from the school, right in front of the grocery store. Get her there, the veterinary should be there. I see the lights are usually on late into the night, just knock until someone shows up. Do you want me to go meet you?" I instructed her.

"I...I don't know, if you want I just need to get her there before she becomes worse," she said but I could hear her crying. Poor girl, she must be really shaken.

"I'll meet you there as soon as possible, just go right now," I tell her. Allison says goodbye and hangs up.

I stretch my spine, cracking the aching bones and then hurry to grab my phone, car keys, and jacket. Its raining heavily and my Andre is going to be dirty tomorrow morning, as much as that makes me sad I have to go and see Allison. She's a nice girl who I feel like could potentially be a long term friend. I have a good feeling about her.

-----

It's raining harder then I thought, my car window wipers are barely able to keep up with the thunderstorm going around. I have to turn the heater all the way up or my teeth will begin to chatter so I drive faster down the road, hopefully Allison has made it safely. Please be there.

Her silver Mazda is parked outside the veterinary clinic, good she's made it and hopefully the doctor can help her. I don't know him personally but I've heard he's a good man, I came once to apply for a job. It was a quick hello and goodbye before he handed me the application. I obviously didn't get the job, seeing as how tomorrow night I have a shift at the bookstore.

With a defeated sigh I shut the engine to my car off and got out, Beacons hills murky weather clinging to my face.

"Is it really family night after the party, or do you think maybe you'd like to go to that party with me?" I heard Scott say from inside the small building. So he worked here, what a surprise. This boy was popping up everywhere in my life.

If I could hear him surely Scott could hear me too, I guess he wants to ask her out before I get inside.

"Family night was a total lie," Alison answered, her heart skipping a beat before slowly gaining speed.

Scotts heart sky rocketed once she had finished speaking," so is that a yes you'll go?"

"Definitely a yes."

Besides the obvious, I think they would make a cute couple, he's still on my radar though.

I walked in then, the bell above the door announcing my entrance loudly, pretending like I hadn't just heard their whole conversation and said loudly," Allison?"

Whatever moment they were having inside stopped when I walked in, I heard hair whipping to the side and footsteps moving in my direction before Allison and Scott poked there heads out from the back door.

Allison flashed me a simple smile and motioned for me to follow," come here! Scott managed to make her all better."

I followed quietly behind both of them, walking past a staring Scott as Allison presented me the canine. I noticed she had a cast around her leg, and she stared at me.

"She's really sweet, I think she's just scared, be careful" Allison explained to me.

I nodded my head and pulled forward towards the dog, she didn't even growl or flinch when I placed my hand on her head.

"Did you find it here fast?" I asked Allison, my hand continuing to scratch the dogs ear.

She nodded," yeah! Luckily Scott was just closing when I showed up! What a lifesaver!"

I shifted my eyes from her to him, my face taking on a serious look before answering," yeah, luckily he was."

Whatever I felt, wether it be suspicion or anger the dog sensed it as well, she growled in Scotts direction making me whip my head down at her.

"Shh, it's okay girl," I cooed to the dog, she ceased to growl as soon as I spoke and bowed her head to me. What do you know? Dogs actually like me.

"Do you two know each other?" Allison asked us.

I shook my head," Nope, I tend to like my solitude."

Scott further detailed," I've always hung out with Stiles, we kind of just clicked."

She nodded in understanding before saying to me," well, Scott just asked me to the party Friday night so I will be seeing you there!"

I smiled in fake happiness for her," I guess we will all see each other there!"

We left shortly after that, it was a school night and Scott still needed to lock up before then. The strong smell still hung in there whenever I walked past him further convincing me he knew something.

I went to sleep that night, curled up in my bed, my mind flooded with Scott McCall once again.

------

If you could wake up talking I think the first thing I would say is," why am I so cold?"

It wasn't that long ago when I was over the same texture, mud and dirt. I have no recollection of how I got here other then I went to bed last night. Now I can tell I'm lying somewhere in the humid forest, wet dirt and dried leaves sticking to the exposed skin. My sleeping shorts and shirt did little to cover me, the cold air making my nose twitch. There's birds chirping loudly around me, further bringing me out of my slumber. But there is one thing that I found stranger then all of this, my left hand was considerably warmer then the rest of my body and then I realized why. I was clutching someone else's hand.

Said persons fingers began to twitch in our hold, forcing me to take a deep breath and open my eyes. I knew before I had pulled my eyelids apart who it would be.

Scott McCall fluttered his eyes open from beside me, his hand still holding onto my own very tightly. He jumped when he suddenly realized that not only was he not in his bedroom, but he was also with me. We both pulled apart, moving to separate directions of the cave we had woken up in. He's even more exposed to the cold air in only a pair of basketball shorts.

"Where am I!" He accused me, an angry look gracing his face.

"How the hell should I know! You did this to me!" I screamed right back at him.

"I didn't do anything to you!" He defends himself, I can hear his heart speed up when talking.

The growl that comes out of my mouth doesn't even surprise me, instead I push forward and shove him against the entrance of the cave walls, he tries pulling away for a moment but my hold is relentless" don't lie to me! What have you done to me Scott McCall! I see the way you've been looking at me! Now tell me why did you bite me!"

Scotts face brightens up, realization setting in," you were bit? When were you bit?"

Why is he asking me like he doesn't know? It was him, he bit me!

Scott doesn't try to push my arms away, he waits as I stare into his face and question what's going on. He takes a moment to look me in the eyes.

"Where you bit the night they found the dead body?" He questions slowly, but I'm positive he knows the answer although now I'm not sure he did it.

Why is this happening? What's going on? Did this happen to both Scott and I? Are we both victims to this man?

I drop Scott, instead opting to run my hands through my hair, breathing in the cold air to calm my erratic heart.

Scott begins looking around our location, the caves near a river, we aren't far from my house I've seen it before.

His warm hand suddenly comes down on my exposed shoulder, halting me. I look up into his eyes and give up.

"I was bit walking home that night, someone knocked me unconscious and then dragged me into the forest. I woke up there, my head and side hurting. My side though, it was the worst pain I had ever felt, I thought I was dying. I heard a voice it kept repeating I was exactly the kind of girl it was meant for and then when I tried to see him I fell down again. I woke up on my porch next and when I tried to call for help, I tripped. I didn't wake up until the next morning but the bite and head wound were gone."

"Your bite was gone by morning?" The way his voice said it was odd.

I nodded," yeah wasn't yours?"

He moved his head side to side, long hair flowing through the air," no mine wasn't gone until late into the next day."

I raised an eyebrow to that, why did I heal faster? That doesn't make sense if we both were bit at the same time. When was he bit though?

He seemed to understand my expression," I was bit when I went looking for the dead body with Stiles, he go caught so I had to walk home. On the way home a wolf bit me."

I was shocked," a wolf?"

He nodded," yeah, it came out of nowhere."

I looked around, suddenly feeling watched," Scott I think we should get out of here before something else happens."

He understood exactly what I meant and we both started walking in one direction, I was shivering and so was Scott. We both had our arms wrapped around our chests. My feet hurt from twigs and sharp objects sticking at them.

"Which direction?" Scott said whipping his head around.

I looked around," I think it's..." and then my eyes caught the giant black figure amongst the fog. It growled loudly.

I froze in shock, Scotts reacting faster then me and pulling at my hand.

"Go! Go! Run!" He screamed, pushing me forward as both of us began running in one direction.

I had never in my life been a fast runner and suddenly I was speeding through trees, the twigs no longer pinching at my feet.

"Scott! Run faster!" I screamed from behind me.

The black wolfs paws stomped against the ground, it's speed beating ours but we were both determined.

I saw my neighbors, the Robertsons, wooden picket fence in front of us soon, relief exhaling from me when it came into view!

"Jump! jump!" Scott screamed from behind me when out of nowhere both his hands are gripping at the back of my thighs and started lifting me off the ground.

And then I remembered they had a pool, just like every other house on this block.

"Scott no wait!" I tried stopping him but it was to late, he had already let go of me and I went tumbling into the ice cold water in the middle of winter.

I was still underwater when from beside me Scott jumped unknowingly in. With both my hands and feet, I began fighting against the hypothermia filled water and gasped at the air. Scotts head popped up soon beside my own.

"Why didn't you tell me they had a pool!" Scott yelled through his chattering teeth.

"Cause I was airborne!" I yelled right back, my words quivering.

Scott looked behind me, surprised and then a friendly smile glittering his face. What has gotten him so happy.

I move to turn and notice my neighbor, shocked and somewhat amused, watering his plants as he looked at us in awe.

"Uhm... Hey, Mr. Robertson," I lifted my trembling hand and waved it before looking back at Scott and pushing him forward," go go!"

-----

It was hours later when I was walking down the long hallways of this horrible school. I was tired, annoyed, but most of all further confused then I thought possible. My life was the beginning to a really bad horror movie.

So after running away from the monster out of a Hitchcock movie and swimming out of Antartica, Scott ran home under the excuse of lacrosse. I didn't get to even ask about what we had gone through, thanks Scotty for that one.

Anyways, after that I took a steaming hot shower, and suppressed a scream loud enough to wake the rest of Beacon Hills because none other then Lydia Martin could have worse timing. She sent me a picture of my outfit for the day, with the caption;

If you don't wear this, I will set you up with a date for the party!

I had to then, look as presentable as possible so I wouldn't have to dodge grabby hands the entire night and instead could possibly spend it with my own hands clutching whatever cheap alcohol was near. Presentable for me meant a cropped light grey hoodie with black ripped jeans and my favorite pair of Rosche Nike grey sneakers. They were custom and Lydia thought they were adorably different, I just thought they were comfortable. Which is exactly what is making me so damn happy to get through this day.

"Imelda!" Allison's voice echoes down the hall before I'm enveloped in a hug from behind.

She laughs for a moment before coming to my side and I smile at her genuinely," hey girl, looks like someone's still glowing from her future date."

Her cheeks turn a bright pink," yeah well, it's not everyday I find a cute guy who's interesting. Speaking of said guy you're coming with me to Lacrosse practices today! Lydia is already waiting!"

I grumble but let her lead me towards the lacrosse field where my eyes first find Scott and Stiles.

Amongst the shouts of boys and gear being moved around I'm barely able to catch what Stiles says to Scott desperately.

Stiles scream to him though," you'll never guess what the animal was! It was a wolf!"

I didn't need to hear the rest of the conversation to know what he was talking about.

Coach started to yell at them about try outs and what not, meanwhile I prayed that Scott wouldn't do something insane. Stiles seemed to be on the same wavelength as me cause he kept glancing cautiously at Scott. And Scott, well he just stared at a waving Allison, dazed by the girl sitting next to me.

Finstock blew his trusty whistle and I ground my teeth at the annoying noise as the boys began to move around.

They assembled into two teams and the ball started moving around, being handed from one player to another until Scott was the recipient. He tried maneuvering around but Jackson was quick to throw him down onto the dried grass, harder then necessary. I winced at the sound of his body slapping against the ground, Jackson pulled his helmet up and I swear he sent him a cocky smirk.

Oh shit.

"Come on Scott, keep it together," I mumbled low enough to where I knew only Scott would hear. Still I knew it did little to help.

"What did you say?" Allison asked from beside me.

"Oh nothing," I lied," just remembering the homework I have to do."

She nodded and went back to watching.

Scott stood up, more determined then ever because he took possession of the ball against Jackson and then soared around all the other players. He even managed to do a backflip over 3 boys before perfectly making it past the goalie, all without handing it off.

"Come on Scott," I groaned, trying to stop him.

Allison and Lydia, along with the rest of the crowd applauded. I just face palmed myself, this was not going to end well I could just feel it.

"McCall get over here!" Coach Finstock yelled," this is a lacrosse field! What do you think you're trying out for the gymnastics team! What the hell was that!"

I want to know too Bobby...

"No coach, I don't know," Scott defended himself," I was just trying to make the shot."

"Yeah well you made the shot and guess what buddy," Coach broke out in a happy smile," you made first line!"

Everyone applauded, except Stiles who looked scared out of his wits. He looked at Scott and scratched his chin before turning around and staring at me, I shook my head barely at him. Stiles had the wheels turning in his head, I could see it.

----

Party preparations were in full swing soon, Jacksons house was being decorated inside and out by Lydia who would be coming over to my house in about an hour. I didn't want to go, my couch seemed so comfortable and if life couldn't get any worse there was a full marathon of the walking dead and Arrow I would be missing if I left!

But no, instead of eating my body weight in food and watching my favorite shows I was being forced to mingle with actual people. By now the news had gotten around of my complete 360 transformation and when I wasn't dodging Lydia's followers I was ignoring every person trying to make a move on me. I wasn't mad enough to actually tell them to fuck off but if tonight it was any worse I would soon be saying those exact words.

Anyways, I was savoring the last moments of my pleasant evening when my doorbell rang.

That was strange, I wasn't expecting Lydia for awhile and either way she had a key made to let herself in. Again, don't ask how. Jackson wouldn't be over here this late into his party prep, so who else could it be?

I looked through the peep hole to see someone I would have never guessed.

Stiles Stilinski.

He stood on my front porch, bouncing off one foot and a clutter of papers in his hands along with some stacked books.

I yanked the door open, questioning," Stiles?"

He didn't even say hello, no, the boy just pushed past me inside my house and set everything on the nearest table.

He breathed out, exhausted from carrying everyone one of those books before beginning, "listen I know you don't have any reason to believe me or even want to talk to me but you have to listen okay!"

He looks insane, eyes wide, pale skin even paler and by the looks of it he hasn't slept, his arms were wailing everywhere.

I walked forward and put both my small palms on his shoulders, forcing his hazel eyes to look into my dark brown ones. The taller boy had to slightly bend down to actually get down to my 5'2 level. His cheeks turned a bright pink, I think he hasn't been this close to a girl ever.

"Breathe," I emphasize before asking," what are you talking about?"

He gulped on fresh air, his heart considerably slowing," you and Scott, I know about both of you woke up in the preserve! I know about your bite! Listen I've been researching all of this! But you have to believe me! You have to, I know it's going to sound insane and Scott didn't believe me but you need to Imelda or both of you are going to regret everything tomorrow morning!"

I furrowed my eyebrows together," Stiles what are you talking about?"

This time it was his turn to grip my shoulders," you and Scott, I know what you are and what's going to happen to you tonight but first please tell me you'll listen to everything I have to say. I have proof I can show you everything I've found."

The boy was pleading me, he was out of breath and once again his pulse had risen considerably. He wasn't lying about whatever he had found, I just don't know if I was ready to hear it.

Nonetheless I grabbed at his right hand, squeezing it with my tiny one and nodded," okay Stiles, I'll listen but you have to tell me. What are we."

Stiles remained silent, relieved I would listen before pulling me to the book and papers.

He opened one with considerable amounts of sentences and one vivid picture," you're a werewolf."

I didn't know what to say, I was completely speechless. His words clicking together in my head and making every single thing connect. I read over everything on the paper, checking things off on the mental list I had made myself. Everyone of my abnormal behaviors since I got bit that dreadful night was either scribbled on a piece of paper or typed out in this ancient book. It was real, I had put the pieces together inside my head, I just hadn't looked at the full picture.

"Stiles..." I trailed off, my mouth moving but no words coming out," this..."

"You don't believe me, oh god... please here I can show you more... you have to cause Scott..." He began fluttering more pages around but there was no need.

"Stop," I gripped his hand that was flipping a book," I believe you, I really do. All of it, there's no denying it makes sense."

"You do! Oh thank god, I wasn't prepared to deal with another werewolf flip out," he exhaled.

"Werewolf what?" I questioned, confused. What flip out? Did Scott flip out on him?

"Scott! I told him first, I tried to help him by canceling the date with Allison tonight or else he would kill her tonight but he just wouldn't listen. When I went to text Allison he... just look," he explained hasty and then pulled out his phone before scrolling through his pictures.

He shoved into my face the image of a black chair in what I presumed to be Stiles room, I noticed the same papers scattered amongst the floor that were now on my glass table but what stood out was the 3 long claw marks on the chair.

"Scott flipped out, he pinned me against the wall and almost punched me before hitting the chair, I don't realize until after he had left that there was scratch marks," Stiles explained, his hand trembling.

"No Stiles," I corrected," not scratch marks, these are claws."

"Then we need to get both of you somewhere safe, at least far away from any humans," he informed me.

"Why?"

"Cause tonight your bloodlust will be at its peak, the full moon is tonight," he says.

"Bloodlust? What does that mean?" I shake my head confused at him.

"It means you'll kill anything with a beating heart tonight and you won't be able to stop it," The serious turn his voice takes widens my eyes.

I don't want to kill anyone, I didn't want any part of this life. The inside of my head felt like a tornado had just went through. How did my life come to this? I had a set plan in my head since the accident and now all of it was unraveling. My life had crumbled once and here it was again.

"Hey Imelda," Stiles says to my in a low voice," are you okay?"

"Let's just get through tonight and then we can discuss that," I tell him, dry humor dripping from my voice.

"I won't let anything happen to both of you, I promise," he says in the firmest voice.

"Stiles, you don't even know me? This is the first time we've talked in over ten years, why would you promise me that?" Theres doubt lacing my voice.

He doesn't know how to answer, his honey eyes just moving around my face, "because you're important to Scott, so that makes you important to me. We may not have been close before but this, whatever this will be, makes me apart of it and I promise that you won't be alone."

I genuinely smile at the boy, his words making my heart melt, I've never heard someone be so caring to me so I do something that's rare for me. I pull in and hug him, pressing his long frame against my small arms," thank you Stiles, now let's try to save our friend from killing Allison. Tell me everything."

And so he did, in minutes he filled my brain with various amounts of information. There was wolvesbane, silver bullets, full moons, and packs. All these things that I managed to understand and engrave into my brain the second Stiles said them all. Stiles went into very vivid detail about me being careful with my pulse tonight or it could end in a massacre. We probably would have been there all night discussing and researching if it not for my doorbell ringing.

"Shit!" I slapped my hand on my forehead.

Stiles moves his head to the door rapidly," who is it? Do you have a date tonight?"

I shake my head and begin to pile stuff up," no it's Lydia, she's over here to help me get ready. Listen, you need to go through the back or she will question what's going on. I can't have her knowing about this okay? Just go around the back and meet me at the party! We will find Scott and force him to leave okay?"

Stiles nods quickly," yeah, okay. Just be careful the full moon will be up soon."

I nod and quietly open the back doors before Stiles walks through them," Stiles!"

He turns back around and whispers," yeah?"

"Don't get yourself killed trying to save us okay? You run if anything happens!" I tell him.

He doesn't answer me, instead he just continues to walk toward the fence.

That boys going to get himself killed trying to save Scott and I.

-----

"Lydia!" I groan for the fifth time since walking downstairs, "is this really necessary?"

The strawberry blondes eyes narrow at me," yes, now stop making that face and pout so I can apply lipstick!"

"You already have!" I yell," twice!"

She doesn't answer, instead grabs my face and forces me to pout before applying more of the dark red color, which I'm not gonna lie, makes my skin tone look phenomenal.

I was wearing a white, shirtsleeved dressy top with a thick gold necklace over it, black jeans with rips at the knees covered my legs and a navy stylish blazer warmed me up. I managed to convince Lydia I was going to freeze my ass off if I wore a skin tight dress, which is exactly what she was wearing, so instead she'd made me wear black boot heels. As much as I'd grumbled I would still prefer heels to a dress any day. Anyways, they aren't that annoying. My short brown hair was given more volume with a curling wand and then brushed out. Lydia had then did my make up with a bold lip and dark eye make up.

It wasn't that bad to be completely honest, I was warm and able to stretch so that was a bonus. I was jittery though, Stiles words and the moon filling my mind.

"Get up," Lydia says to me, pushing me to the full length mirror.

We both stand in front of it, I look at the girl in front of me who looks nothing like the one from last week. She's changing, the question is, is it good or bad?

"I never thought I would see the day you and I would be going to a party together and you would be looking hot!" Lydia says happily.

I let out a laugh and drape an arm over her shoulder," yeah well, that makes both of us. Now let's get this over with."

"Wait!" Lydia grabs me as I'm walking towards the door.

"What's up Lyds?" I ask her.

"Why did you change?" Her green eyes go big," why the sudden want for fashion?"

I roll my eyes," it wasn't for the fashion Lydia, I was tired of people making fun of me. I was just tired, I thought I deserved to have some peace in my life with everything else going on."

It wasn't a total lie, of course there were other factors in my life that had also caused it but the reasoning behind my words was true. I had been tired for a long time of the shit I got on a constant basis.

Lydia smiled, my words affecting her before she nodded and looked me in the eyes," well now no one can give you shit. They don't know who Imelda Drake really is but they will everyone will. Now smile, like I say 'smile cause someone could be falling in love with your smile.'"

I winked at her and we walked outside, our heels clicking against the sidewalk. The night sky was dark, the bright moon illuminating all of it. I gulped when I looked at it, expecting a sudden urge to rip my best friend throat to take over me but instead I felt nothing. I felt like me.

"Hey you okay?" Lydia asks me, her brows raising.

I smile up at the moon and then to her," yeah I am."

She nods and then takes a step forward, towards the front door of Jacksons house. The musics passing loudly through the speakers, the entire house shaking. It's banging against my ear drums but I welcome the loud noise, it feels inviting.

"I see you like it so far, wait till you get some drinks in your system," Lydia winks at me before pushing the door open and then stepping inside.

There's kids everywhere, dancing and grinding amongst one another. Tons of them kissing furiously, the smell of sweat and emotions high in the air.

"Hey," Lydia gleams in delight to Jackson as he pulls her in for a long lasting kiss. Both smile deeply into the kiss, Jackson pulling her tighter in.

I look away then, searching for any forms of alcohol. Jackson shoves a red cup into my hands.

"Glad you actually came, it's vodka soda! There's more in the kitchen! I told Danny to have your cup full the whole night!" He yells over the loud music, I take a long sip of the alcohol and smile.

"Go have fun!" He yells at me before leading Lydia down the halls.

I'm left in the middle of all the horny teenagers, I don't know any of them, they're just unknown faces at school. Somehow they all know me, they smile and wave call my name and try to dance with me but I keep moving. Its become to hot now, I can't breathe inside there and Stiles warned me to keep my pulse down.

I begin walking towards the back, where there a pool and cool air circulates. I'm waving one hand around my face, trying to prevent the sweat from dripping and ruining my makeup when someone nears me.

"It's stuffy in there huh?" A deep voice startles me.

I look to my left, having to glance high up to catch his face, holy crap," yeah, I felt like I couldn't breathe."

The mystery man, not boy, smiles at me and nods. His green eyes sparkle against the tan contrast of his skin, the perfect wide smile adorning his face. He's much taller then me, broad shoulders covered by a black leather jacket. He's gorgeous and talking to me, why is he talking with me out of everyone?

"At least the night seems better," he says to me, leaning in slightly.

"Yeah, it's a beautiful night," I agree with and flash him a smile. Those jade eyes sucking me into their depths.

He turns to look at me entirely before sticking a hand out," I'm Derek."

Setting my drink down I shake his hand," Imelda."

"What are you doing alone?" He asks me curiously.

I shrug my shoulder nonchalantly," I'm not much into these parties."

"So why come?" He asks.

"Because sometimes people need to push out of their comfort zones to get better," I answer truthfully," why are you here? I have never seen you at beacon hills high?"

"My friend brought me here, this isn't really my age but I am the DD," he answers and I nod long to it.

There's barking from behind us and I see a giant dog, trapped by the iron gates between us. He's growling loudly, staring hard at Derek who seems amused.

The dogs never liked me, but his hate for myself seems to be masked by his instant disliking for Derek, ha!

I scrunch my eyebrows together at the cockblocking dog, why! A hot man talks to me for once and we are interrupted by a dog.

"Shut up and go away Casper!" I yell at the dog and he instantly shuts up before walking the other way. Oh my god, I didn't think that would work. Seems like I'm really being liked by dogs... well I kind of am one now if Stiles is right so...

I smile up at Derek who looks confused, looking between the retreating figure and I.

A buzzed head suddenly walks outside, Stiles looking around for me I presume.

I turn to the gorgeous man flirting with me once more," Derek, this has really been a good conversation but I have to go get my friend. Thanks!"

He's kind enough to smile and say," it's been nice getting to know you."

I smile and walk away, my forgotten drink pops into my mind though so I turn back to get it. Derek is no longer there. Where did he go so fast?

"Imelda!" Stiles says walking up next to me," what are you staring at?"

I shake my head," nothing, where's Scott?"

We turn around quickly, both searching for the other teen wolf.

"There!" Stiles points me in the direction of the double doors where he's being pulled out by Allison and onto the swarm of dancers. We watch as they both begin to dance sexually, Allison pulling in closer.

"Oh that's not good!" Stiles throws his arms on his face," can you hear his pulse or anything?"

I force myself to listen around," no, there's to many going around."

"That's awesome! Now what!" Stiles words drop sarcasm.

I grip his wrist in one hand and grab the red cup in the other," now we dance."

"What?!" His hazel eyes go wide, either surprised or scared," that's a bad idea! It's a really bad idea! It will only make it worse!"

I gulp down half of whatever is left inside the cup and then shove it in his face," be a big boy Stiles, take the rest of the drink and then be prepared to grind cause that's the only way we can stop Scott from killing anyone."

Stiles doesn't hesitate then, chugging the alcohol down which wasn't much but any liquid courage should help. I smile and grip his hand, leading him into the group of dancers.

I loved dancing, Lydia can verify that one, the number of time she's caught me dancing is embarrassing. I just hope Stiles can keep.

I begin to shake my hips, trying to enhance my hearing all the way where Allison and Scott were in the middle. Stiles moved roughly, pushing side to side like he were sneezing.

"God dammit Stiles," I mumbled and gripped both his hands in my own, I set them on both my hips and led the dance. His heart picked up, thumping after the techno music playing. He was actually picking up the pace to it and even smiling in accomplishment.

"Now, slide, slide," I instruct him before we are near enough to our goal couple who are gravitating much closer then parents would like on a first date. Scott looks up, probably smelling us or something and I turn my head, pulling Stiles near enough so both our heads are hidden even though I know Scott will probably know it's us.

I look back after awhile and see both him and Allison can't keep their eyes off one another, which also mean his heart beat is picking up considerably.

"Oh shit," I murmur to Stiles who glances at the couple.

And then Scotts running off, clutching at his stomach, a pained expression on his face. Allison's screaming his name behind, running right after him as other ask him if he's okay.

"Stiles!" I grip at his hands.

"Are you okay? Is it the full moon?" He asks me, trying to stay calm.

I shake my head," no, im fine. It's only Scott! Go after him! I'll get Allison!"

Stiles nods but says to me," be careful and call me if something happens!"

I nod and we both run through the crowds, I catch up to Allison just as Scotts driving off in his car.

"Hey!" I yell one I'm next to her," what's going on?"

"It's Scott," she says surprised," he just left me here? Just drove off! What happened!"

I shrug my shoulders," wow, I'm sure something happened! He wouldn't just leave you here but if you want I could drive you home or you can-"

"Allison and Imelda," a familiar rough voice says from behind us.

Bot of us turn around and send a surprised smile to Derek Hale.

"Hi Derek..." I trail off with a questions glance.

"I'm Derek," he introduces himself to Allison then says to the both of us," Im a friend of Scotts, he asked me to give you a ride home."

What? So he was Scotts friend? I didn't know he was Scotts friend, then again I don't really know Scott or Derek well, but I thought Stiles would have told me.

Allison, glances at me first, pleading with her to stay the night.

I nod and smile at him," if it's okay could you give me a ride home with her? I'm spending the night there."

He nods and leads the way to a black Camaro, wear he opens the door for the both of us.

"Wow," I marvel at the beauty once I'm fully seated in the passenger side while Allison takes the back," this baby must drive wonders."

Derek seems surprised when he hears me talk about the car," you know cars?"

I nod," hell yeah, the fast and furious cast would be ashamed of themselves if they saw my collection!"

"Collection?" He asks in disbelief.

Oh shit... I widen my eyes and nod before cringing back into my seat. I've never said that to anyone. Wow, is that what the full moon does to me?

It's quiet after that, I hear Allison tapping away on her phone behind my seat. Probably texting her parents she's on her way home.

We pulled up to her giant house not long after, I had never been here. It wasn't as big as the ones where I lived but I loved the house. It looked much more like home.

Allisons get out with a quick, "thank you and goodnight!"

"Thanks a lot Derek!" I tell the green eyed beauty next to me.

"Imelda," he calls my name before I can step out.

"Yeah?" I answer him, Allison's waiting near the car and watching us.

He looks at her before back at me and smiles," I'll see you around and be careful."

His words bring an uneasy smile to my lips before I step out. What was his warning about?

Allison grab my hand and practically drags my quickly up the steps and into the safety of her home. I watch the black Camaro as it stays in front of the house, waiting for us to walk in.

"What was he about?" She's asks me concerned.

I shrug my shoulders," I thought he was okay earlier when we talked but he seems creepy now."

"Wait you talked to him earlier?" Her voice changed to eager.

I nodded as we walked up the stairs," yeah, before you got there."

"But I saw you dancing with Stiles?" She asks confused.

"Relax, I'm not going around town," I laugh," Stiles and I are just friends, nothing more."

My words make her laugh deeply, I start laughing harder too until we spot a red haired women who looks similar to Allison.

"Mom!" Allison jumps, before composing herself," this is Imelda. She's spending the night tonight."

Her mom smiles, she looks fierce even with the warm smile but the manners forced onto me at a young age extend my hand out to the mother of my friend.

"Hello Mrs. Argent, it's a pleasure to meet you," I smile at her.

Her eyes analyze me quickly, but she extends her hand," hello Imelda, it's nice to meet a new friend of Allison. How was the party?"

I take my hand back and place it on my hip before answering her," it was okay, actually kind of boring."

Allison backs me up," yeah we kind of got bored after the first hour so we decided to make into a girls night."

Her mom nods at both of us, I think she believed it," let me know if you girl want cookies or an extra blanket."

I nod and Allison grabs my arm before taking me into her room and closing the door.

She holds back a laugh and whispers," do you think she believed it?"

I nod," depends on if she saw the dream car that drove us home."

She laughs," you sounded so believable!"

I shrug my shoulders," it's a gift."

She walks further into her vast room," so what do you want to do? We could raid the kitchen for food, watch movies, or just go to sleep?"

The bed looks so comfortable I walk past her and lay down," doesn't really matter, I could do anything right now-"

I hear tires racing down the street, they stop abruptly in front of the Argent house and then a spazzing heart jumps out before shutting the door.

"Well we could..." Allison begins to say but I'm too concentrated on the person downstairs.

The doorbell rings several times before knocking ensues, something very bad has happened with Scott or else he wouldn't be here.

Ms. Argent answers the door and then Stiles starts to quickly say," hi Ms. Argent you don't know me but I'm a friend of your daughters and I'm here to see if Imelda is here..."

Allison hadn't seem to notice what's going on in her house because she's busy looking at the tv, searching for a movie.

Then her mother screams," ALLISON!"

Both of us get up, me a little faster then her and run to the top landing of the stairs where Stiles looks petrified. There is sweat and I can smell panic all the way up the second flight.

"Imelda!" He screams," you need to come with me! It's bad! Someone broke a window at your house!"

I look over at Allison who's pushing me down the stairs, " go! Go! It's okay."

I know he's lying, I can tell in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Argent! Thank you!" I say and hug the mom of my friend before Stiles is pushing me out of the door and into his jeep.

Allison and her mom watch from the front door as we speed off.

"Stiles what happened?" I ask him.

He grips the wheel harder before answering," I couldn't help him, he wouldn't let me. When I finally got into his room he was gone but he told me who bit the both of you, who the alpha is."

"What? Who is it," I'm in disbelief, how did he figure it out.

"It's Derek, Derke Hale," he tells me and my heart jumps.

It can't be him, I would have recognized that voice anywhere but I was messed up. I had been bashed in the head, maybe it was him?

I push my hand to my forehead,"oh my god."

"What? Did you know him?" Stiles takes his eyes off the road to look at me once.

"Yeah I uhm... we flirted back at the party..." I admit to my friend.

Stiles jerks, the car moving with him," you what!"

"Stiles! Eyes on the road," I jump forward to straighten the car before we crash.

He grabs back at the wheel and asks, "how were you flirting with the alpha and didn't notice?"

"I didn't know he was the alpha okay!" I yell at Stiles.

Stiles wants to so badly flail his arms around, but since he's driving he only twitches his fingers and says," yeah well now, Scotts somewhere out there doing something that could very well end with his name on FBI most wanted! And we have no clue where he could be!"

This is so frustrating! I'm not turning like Scott would be so I'm basically useless. Why aren't I being affected? Am I broken, oh god add that to another crap thing about this week. Where could Scoot be though?

"Stiles, stop the car," I say to him.

"No! Why am I stopping the car, we have to find Scott!" He yells in disbelief.

"That's why! Stop the car and let me out! I'm going to find Scott in the woods," I forcibly tell him.

"How are you going to find him?" He questions me.

"By smell, if he's going moon crazy then he will be around the woods. That's where we ended up last time okay! Now stop the car!" I yell and take off my seatbelt.

He sighs and follows my orders, stopping the car on the side of the road.

"What am I suppose to do?" He asks me when I've stepped out and smelled the air.

I was right, Scotts near but so is Derek.

I turn back towards Stiles, his eyes widen for a moment," you be safe, I'll call you if I find him."

And with that I take off running.

-----

I dodge branches and trees, running at a speed I don't think any human can do. The heels on my feet haven't bothered me once which I think is strange. My eyes have adjusted better then ever to the darkness, it's like have night vision installed instantly.

Scotts smell is strong in the air and its mixed with rage which scares me even more.

I hear fighting and struggling not far from where the scents coming from and push myself faster to it.

Derek has Scott pinned on the dead leaves when I arrive, Scotts face has morphed there's hair coming from everywhere on his face and his teeth have elongated. His eyes though, they burn a golden yellow. Do mine do that?

"What the hell are you doing!" I yell at him," get off of him!"

When I'm close enough to push him off Scott he grabs my arms and pushes me into a crouching position next to him," sshh quiet!"

Derek moves his head back and forth, looking around the empty forest when I hear the clutter of footsteps," too late! They're already here! Hide!"

He lets go of Scott and grabs me, running with me until we are covered by bushes in the darkness.

"What are you doing! Scott!" I try to yell but he throws a hand over my mouth.

"You're human! If they catch you with us you'll die!" He whispers.

I shake my head," no! I was bit! Let me help Scott!"

"You were?" He looks at me, glancing at my face and then taking a deep breath of my scent. His jaw drops, eyes looking straight into my own when he realizes that I'm not lying.

I hear Scott let out a loud animal scream and I use all the strength I can to yank Derek's hands off me.

"Scott!" I yell and look for him, searching for his smell or sign of body heat.

Derek's right behind me, I watch on in horror as 3 men stand in front of Scott. He's helpless as his arms been pinned by an arrow to the nearest tree.

"Take him," the leader says and I run forward but Derek zooms past me.

"Get Scott," Derek's voice is barely audible when he runs past me towards the men who are going to kill my friend.

I run instantly to Scott while Derek fights off the others and yank the arrow out before leading him with me.

"Let's go!" I yell, running with Scott across the forest.

We run until Scott begins to give out and my breath falls short. I can feel Derek not far behind us but my concern is for my friend, not the man who did this to us.

When we can't run anymore Scott and I fall against the root of a tree.

I take gulps of air before asking," who were they?"

Derek looks around and then answers," hunters they've been after us for centuries."

I narrow my eyes at him and then put pressure on Scotts wound, biting my tongue from flinging cruel words at him. He just saved my friend, I can't hurt him no matter how bad I want to.

"Us!" Scott breaks in," you mean you! You did this to us!"

He begins to walk forward," is it really so bad that you can hear more, see more clearly, move faster then any human could hope?"

Scott and I look at each other in disbelief at what this lunatic is saying to us.

"You've both been given something that most people would kill for!" He angrily yells at us," the bite is a gift!"

That's it, I've had it with this man. I stand up and yell," oh great a fucking gift! What's next a dog collar or gravestone!"

Scotts fighting to stand behind me, breathing harshly at the wound he has before saying," we don't want it."

"You will," Derek ignores what I've said completely," and you are going to need me if you want to learn how to control it."

He leans into the tree where we both stand against, putting an arm above my head and his breath tickling at the skin against my cheeks but looks at my friend,"you and me Scott we're brothers now."

Derek looks at me then, eyes examining the details in my face before turning then walking away.

Wait, why him and Scott only? What about me? I've been bitten too, what am I then?

"What about me!" I yell towards a retreating Derek.

He barely turns so I see the profile of his face before deeply laughing and then continuing walking.

What was that about?

"Let's go," Scott gasps at me, the whole in his arm bleeding much more," let's get out of here."

Derek's long gone now, and I nod towards Scott. I take my jacket off and place it over his bare shoulders, and then we begin walking quietly through the trees.

Its well into the morning before any cars pass us as we now have managed to find the road and heading into the town. I hear the familiar rumble of Stiles jeep, he stops the car next to us and I jump into the back before laying down across the two seats. Exhausted.

Scott sits and throws my jacket back to me before grabbing the grey blanket in the car.

He looks at both Stile and I then says," you know what worries me the most."

"Scott I swear to god if you say Allison after all the shit that's happened I will kill you," I growl at him.

He hides the annoying crooked smile before continuing," she probably hates me now."

Stiles looks at him once," really! Well I doubt that much but you better come up with a pretty amazing apology."

"Say you had fast station sushi before the date," I comment.

After both boys give me a disgusted look and I shrug Stiles says," or you could tell her the truth and both of you can revel in the awesomeness that you're freaking werewolves."

Scott and I both look at him with the 'really' look this time.

He glances once at us before shrugging," okay bad idea."

"You think Stilinski," I murmur and go back to laying down, putting the jacket over my eyes.

It's quiet for a moment and I think Scotts suddenly realizing what's going on.

Stiles attempts to help by saying," hey all of us will get through this. Come on, Imelda can control herself so between her and me we will chain you up and feed you live mice, I had a boa once I can do it."

I laugh from the back seat," I will chain you up and Stiles can feed you the mice."

"Yeah! You see! It will all work out!" Stiles happily says.

Scott and I don't answer though. I have no idea what goes through his mind at the moment but at least he's solved one mystery. I have yet to solve my own.

What exactly am I?

---

It's after school on Monday when I'm standing at the front of the school watching as Allison walks by an awaiting Scott.

"What are they saying," Stiles pesters me.

"If you would shut up maybe I could hear," I tell him.

He lifts his hands in surrender and stays quiet.

"Am I gonna regret this?" Allison asks.

Scott answers nonchalantly," probably."

Allison find humor in it and laughs which is a good sign.

"Looks like our little Scott is on Allison's good grace since again," I inform Stiles who fist pumps the air.

I laugh and shake my head, watching as Allison looks behind her to an awaiting car.

She walks off as a man walks around the car to open it for her, I can't see his face or catch his smell but he alerts Scott.

Scott turns right back around just as the man faces us.

"Oh shit," I gulp, and Stiles stops celebrating to glance at me," its him Scott, it's the hunter."

As if things couldn't get and worse.

YEAH! I'm finally don't with episode 1!!! So damn happy!!

Anyways! Did you guys like the twist in what I'm doing to Imelda's character? Haha! Try figuring out what she is your guys I dare you!

She finally talked to Derek but it's not gonna be easy sailing for this duo! Not in the slightest!

Please vote and comment! I love reason comments! :)