Kelsey's POV

Today I woke up with a really bad headache. It was one of those headaches where it looks like the room is moving around but the people aren't, which nearly made me puke on Scott's cereal. I asked mom of I could take the day off but she said no, unless it gets worse when I'm at school. Which it will because I have chemistry today with Mr. boring Harris. Yay! Maybe I'll puke on Mr. Harris.

What makes it even worse is that my legs are still killing me and every time I walk, I probably look like a zombie.

Scott and I made our entrance inside the school before walking to our lockers to wait for our best friend, who was currently later than usual. "What's taking him so long?" I ask my brother, holding my palm over my forehead. Damn headache.

"Sheriff got called in on a robbery at the cemetery or something, he went to check it out." Scott replied.

As I was about to ask more questions, I see Stiles walk toward us. "Speaking of the devil."

"Hey." Stiles greets.

"Well, what did you find out?"

"Grave robbery, someone stole a liver." Stiles spoke.

"Gross, was it Lydia?" I ask. It could be Lydia, I mean maybe she shifted and got hungry...but why would she take the liver? If I was her, I would cut a chunk off the bum because it's more meaty and soft. Well at least that's what I think.

"And she ate it?" Scott asked Stiles.

Stiles rolled his eyes. "I didn't say she ate the liver. He just said it was missing. And anyway, the liver is the most nutritious part of the body."

"Who said it was missing, your dad?" I question.

"No, the kid that works at the graveyard" Stiles tells us.

"You mean Isaac Lahey?" Isaac Lahey is this shy boy in my French class, he always keeps to himself, and I don't think he has any friends. He's probably in some of my other classes as well but I haven't see him in any. I guess he's just that good at being invisible. Sometimes I see him covered in cuts and bruises, once I even asked him where he got them from, and he said lacrosse. I feel sorry for him, every time I see him he looks really sad, but I don't know why.

"Who's Isaac?" My brother and Stiles ask in sync. Do they really not know that Isaac is on the team? "He's in my French class, doesn't talk to anyone, plays lacrosse." I begin. "Anyway we should get to class before Mr. Harris gives us detention again." I continue.

The three of us make it to class before the bell goes off, but I think I would've rather stayed by the lockers because we have a "test" which is basically a pop quiz that has no point to anything. "What if the next organ she steals is from someone who's still alive?" Stiles says, sitting at his desk.

"This is a pop quiz, Stilinski," Mr. Harris starts."If I hear your voice again, I might be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career." he finishes.

"Can you do that?"

Mr. Harris looked at Stiles before opening his mouth again. "There it is again. Triggering the only impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently. See you at three for detention."

I laugh and Scott looks round towards satan that is my teacher. "You two want to join?" Harris asks.

"No sir." Scott and I say in sync.

"Everybody can be quiet now," Harris starts, as the class sigh. "You have the whole period to complete the test." God I hate Mr. Harris. I wish I could just stamp on his face like an ant.

Opening my paper, I scan through the questions. Oh my god, this test is so easy. I swear this test has the same questions as the paper I did online last week.

School finally ended and my legs are much better now, they're full of energy, my headache is starting to fade too. Stiles is currently in detention with the lovely Mr. Harris, so now I have to walk home, because Scott already left before I could even ask if he could take me. Could this day get any worse!

About ten minutes into my walk back home, a black Camaro pulls over and slides down the driver side window. And guess who it was in the car...

Derek.

"Get in," Derek starts. Why does Derek want me to get in his car? He might decide to kill me, plus mom said never to get in a car with a stranger. Although, Derek's not a complete stranger. "I'll take you home." Well I guess I do need a ride home, I'm not walking all the way home. Especially in these shoes.

I open the door to the passenger side before putting on my seat belt. Oh god, this was probably a bad idea. "You're not going to kill me, are you?"

"If I was going to kill you I would've done it a long time ago." Derek laughs. I don't know whether that's a good thing? Should I be worried?

"Uh thanks?" I reply.

Maybe I should tell Derek about the dream I had the other night. He might know something. "Is it possible to have a dream that felt like you were there, and you feel everything?" I ask Derek who was currently confused by my question. "I had a dream the other night. It was about the alpha, when Peter was the alpha." I start.

"I was in the woods in the middle of the night, naked, and it was peaceful. Then later I saw red eyes and it jumped on me, it dragged me by the legs before it bit me. I managed to run away but I became a werewolf, I became his beta." There was a long moment of silence before Derek spoke again. "You're scared of becoming a werewolf?" Derek asks.

"No, I'm not scared, I just don't want Peter to turn me." I don't want Peter to have any sort of control over me, like he did with Scott when we were trapped in the school. He made Scott want to kill his own friends, and me.

"He's dead, Kelsey."

Even though I saw Derek rip open Peters throat, I feels like somehow Peter is still with us. I know it's impossible, but it still freaks me out. I don't know why. "I know but I feel like he's still here and it creeps me out."

"Well he's no longer an alpha so he can't bite you."

"But you can, you're the Alpha now."

"Yes, I can." Derek smirks.

"So you would turn me?" I ask. What if Derek is just as bad as his uncle. No, Derek doesn't seem psychotic. But you never know, a person could change.

"If you asked, yes," he starts. "I'd be glad to have you in my pack." Derek continues. Derek would want me in his pack? I feel honored.

"Well, maybe I'll be part of your pack, if I wanted to be a werewolf." I don't know why Scott doesn't want to be part of Derek's pack. I mean yeah, he's not the most cheerful guy, but he is nice....well sometimes. And did I mention he's hot, have you seen his body. Okay I should stop, I've only see Derek shirtless once. Which was when Stiles nearly had to chop off his arm, thank god that didn't happen.

"Good. If you ever change your mind, come find me." Derek smiles.

I always think to myself what it would be like to become a werewolf. You get to have super strength, speed, smell and sight. What else could you ask for. The only bad thing is that most of the time someone is always out to kill you. Which is not good at all, I don't want to die by my best friends dad.

Speaking of the Argents. It's Kate's funeral today, I know Allison was really upset and she wanted me to go with her for support, but I told her I'm not good at funerals. Which is true, but if I went to Kate's funeral, I might be tempted to dance on her grave. Thank god that psychotic bitch is dead. She deserved everything she got. I think that may be the only good thing Peter done, kill the Argent bitch. What she did to Derek's family is disgusting, how could she have no remorse, they were innocent.

"Sure, I'll do that." I reply to Derek. This is probably the most I've ever talked to Derek, it's nice how he listened to every word I said. When I tried to tell Scott about my nightmare of Peter, all Scott was talking about was Allison.

I notice Derek had stopped driving. "Thanks for the ride." I say getting out of his car.

"No problem." Derek smiles. I wave goodbye to Derek as he drives off. Well that was weird that Derek and I had an actual conversation, but it was nice to tell someone.

***

So after my hot long shower, I got a phone call from Stiles saying he found Lydia, and she's fine but doesn't remember a thing. I bet Stiles was amazed to see his full time crush naked. I don't blame him, I would be if I saw my crush naked.

But at the moment I have no time to think about boys. It's all about helping my brother through his "curse" as he calls it, and maybe a little bit of studying. I don't want it fall behind like my brother, he's basically falling behind on everything.

Waiting for my popcorn to cook, I decide to set up the film. I'm watching She's the Man. I know most of the film is about football, and I'm not the slightest bit interested in that sport, but it is funny and it has the one and only Channing Tatum in it. A shirtless sweaty Channing Tatum if I might add. If only he was my boyfriend, the things I'd do to his amazing body. Oh god, he'd be begging for more.

"Kelsey!" The annoying voice of my brother interrupts me from my daydream. Urgh.

"What."

"I've been calling you for the past five minutes. It's the Argents," Scott starts. Oh great, I know this is going to be bad news. "There's another, he's worse. It's her Grandfather, Allison Grandfather."

"Yes, do continue." I hate when Scott doesn't finish his sentences.

"I was out in the woods, and this other werewolf was trapped so I tried to help him but Derek pulled me away. Then Gerard, Allison's grandad and some other hunters, including Allison's dad came. Gerard was saying something about not going by the code because of Kate, and he chopped the guy in half because he was an omega. He was innocent Kelsey, he was looking for an Alpha so he could be part of a pack, he didn't do anything wrong." Scott finished.

Oh, this is bad. This is really bad. "Scott, you can't save everyone. Not alone anyway."

"What. Are you saying I should be apart of Derek's pack, because I don't need him." I wasn't even thinking of Derek, I was going to say that me and Stiles could help.

"I didn't say that. But you said yourself that werewolves are stronger in packs."

"Yeah, but I didn't say I needed that. I'm strong enough without him." Scott says, becoming annoyed.

"Scott, you're not strong enough to go up against a whole family of Argents or any other werewolf in this town alone. Derek's an alpha, you need him." I tell my brother. He never listens to anyone. Derek's right when he says Scott is better with him. Scott could get killed if he's not in a pack and I certainly don't want that to happen.

"Why do you want me to be apart of Derek's pack so bad!" Scott shouts.

"God, you're such a jackass!" I shout back.

I hate fighting with Scott, but he's being so ignorant. Why can't he see that I'm only trying to help him. I don't want to see him get hurt, and he'll get hurt if he doesn't join Derek's pack. Scott walks out the door, slamming it behind him. I hear Scott drive away on his motorbike.

I guess I'll just get back to my popcorn -oh shit, I forgot about that. Running to the kitchen, I take out my butter popcorn out of the microwave then make my way towards my beloved Channing Tatum. "I'm coming honey." I say to the tv as I make myself comfortable on the couch.

I woke up still laying across the couch, I must have fell asleep. Picking up my phone from the table, I check the time to see that I'm late for school. Well that's just great. Twenty-ish minutes later, I'm all ready to go. The only problem is; I don't have a ride.

Well I can't call Scott because he probably still hates me, I can't call Stiles because he'll already be in class. Maybe Derek could drop me off. I mean it's not like he'll be doing anything important, does he even have a job?

"Hello?" Derek's voice answers.

"Hi, it's Kelsey. I kinda woke up really late for school, and I don't have a ride."

"So you want me to drop you off." He states.

"If it's not too much trouble." Please pick me up, I don't want mom to think I bunked.

"I'll be there soon." Ah thank god.

"Okay, bye." I hang up. It's good how Derek is easy to contact. Not long after, Derek arrives outside my door. Grabbing my bag, I walk to his sexy car. "Y'know, if you're thinking about selling this car, I'll buy it."

"It's not for sale, sorry." Derek smirks.

"Too bad." I say as I get into the car.

"Why are you late?"

"Well I was watching a film last night and I woke up on the couch. And I couldn't call Scott because we had an argument."

"Argument about what, Allison?" He laughs.

"Sort of, well her grandfather at first, then you." We turn into the school parking lot before parking up. "Me?" Derek questions. "It's just Scott being stupid," I start. "I told him he's better off in a pack, where he'll be safer and stronger but he seems to think he's better than everyone."

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll change his mind." Yeah, I doubt that.

"Well thanks again for the ride. Bye Derek." I say getting out of his car. Time to make my appearance at this hell-hole.

***

So it turns out there's another werewolf at our school, who's apparently on the lacrosse team. Scott and I are on speaking terms again, thanks to Stiles who told us to hug and make up. Now I'm currently waiting outside the principals office because I was late to my English class, well not exactly my class but it had a test going on, that I didn't know about. So I walked in the room, slamming the door behind me before saying "sorry I'm late" quite loud, but it turns out -I was reading the wrong day. I'm so stupid.

"Kel isn't the good girl we thought she was." I here my idiotic unrelated brother say. Turning my head away from the magazine I'm reading, I look towards him, to see Scott beside him.

"What are you two doing here?" I ask them,

"Oh you know, just visiting." Stiles says sarcastically. I roll my eyes in response as the two boys sit beside me.

"Jackson is taking to the sheriff about Isaac, we needed to know what he's talking about." Scott says as he listens closely. Isaac? Why would Jackson talk to the sheriff about Isaac? Does Jackson even know Isaac?

"Okay, I'm confused, what's Isaac got to do with this? And why is Jackson talking to your dad about him?" I ask Stiles as Scott seems to be busy listening to the conversation that is being held inside the principals office. No wonder I've been waiting outside for ages.

"Isaac is the new werewolf and his dad is dead" Isaac's a werewolf...since when? I really need to catch up on who's supernatural in this town. And Isaac's dad's dead now, I swear he doesn't have any other family.

Scott turns to us with a sad guilt look. "Jackson said Isaac's dad was beating him up." That explains the cuts and bruises. I feel really bad, I could've maybe helped him. If only he had opened up more, I might have gotten through to him.

We hear the door open so Stiles covered his face with the magazine that was on my lap so his dad won't see him, even though it's kind of obvious it's Stiles.

"Scott, Kelsey." Sheriff says as he walks out the door, he turns to look at his son and rolls his eyes before leaving. Jackson leaves the office soon after to go back to class. "Kelsey McCall, you can come in now." The old bald man tells me. Oh great, we have a new principal. Getting up from my seat, I walk inside his office.

"Please, sit down." I do as he says and sit down.

"I'm the new principal, my names Gerard Argent and I don't want us to become enemies." He starts. Gerard Argent. Oh, no, no, no, he's the guy Scott was telling me about. He's pure evil. "You're a friend of my granddaughters, aren't you."

"Uh yes, she's my best friend." I reply.

"Anyway, would you like to tell me why you were late to class, and then walked in the middle of an exam?" No I wouldn't, but I guess I don't have a choice.

"I uh, I woke up late because I didn't have an alarm on. And I didn't have a ride, then I read the wrong day." I answer honesty.

"Oh that's perfectly normal, I'll let you off this one time, but make sure you don't do it again." He tell me as he leans forwards. Ew I can smell his coffee breath.

"Of course." I say to Mr. Old Argent.

"Now, you're free to leave. Tell Mr. Stilinski and your brother to come in please." He says to me as I open the door to leave. Thank god I didn't get detention. Scott and Stiles look at me weirdly before I open my mouth, "He wants to see you both now, beware of his coffee breath...it stinks." They both get up from their seats and enter the principals office. Good luck to them both.

***

"You want to learn, start now." Derek says to Scott.

"What's down there?" I ask Derek, looking at down at the basement.

Myself, Derek, and Scott are currently walking around in Isaac's house looking for gods knows what. I just got dragged along by Scott. Isaac is locked up in a jail cell because he's a suspect for his fathers death, which I think is complete and utter bullshit. Why would a shy boy like Isaac want to kill the only family he has left. Yeah his dad beat him up, but he wouldn't kill his own father, would he?

"Motive." Derek replies. Scott walks down to the basement, where Derek and I follow behind. Scott stops in his path. "Y'know, we could always turn the lights on." I say but I just get ignored.

"What am I looking for." Scott asks. I was thinking the same thing Scotty.

"Follow your senses."

"What happened down here?" Scott and I ask Derek, who was standing beside me.

Derek looks at me. "The kind of thing that leaves an impression." Scott walks towards a freezer and Derek decides he's going to scare the shit out of my brother by flashing his torch on the freezer. "Open it." Derek instructs.

I walk towards Scott and help him open it. It's not like he needs the help, I'm just curious to find out what's inside. Opening the freezer, Scott and I notice claw marks. "Claw marks?" I question. "No. Nail marks." Scott corrects. Oh my god, Isaac was being locked in here.

"This is why he said yes to you." Scott figures out.

"Everyone wants power." Derek says. I don't blame Isaac for saying yes to being a werewolf, if I was in his place, I would've said yes too. Why would Isaac's father lock him up in a freezer. A freezer for gods sake. He could've got frost bite or something. It's just sick.

"If we help him, but you have to stop. You can't just go around turning people into werewolves."

"I can if they're willing." Derek replies to Scott, but looks at me. I guess he knows at some point, I'll ask to be like him. To be in his pack.

"Did you tell Isaac about the Argents? About being hunted?" Scott asks.

"Yes, but he still asked."

"Then he's an idiot!" Scott raises his voice.

"And your the idiot dating Argents daughter." Derek does have a point. Dating Allison's can get him killed. Scott then glares at Derek.

Okay, I should speak up. "Scott, he was getting beaten up every night and being locked in a freezer for got knows how long. If I was him, I'd say yes too, I would want to stand up for myself so it wouldn't happen again." I say to my brother as I begin to walk out the basement with Derek.

"Wait." Scott says, causing Derek and I to turn round.

"I'm not part of your pack." Scott tells Derek.

Derek responds with a confused look. "But I want to help him out. He's my responsibility too." Scott finishes.

"Why? Because he's one of us?" Derek asks.

"Because he's innocent."

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So that was chapter two, a bit longer than I expected. But I hope you liked it.

Derek and Kelsey are becoming quite good friends and agree on most things. Isaac is now a werewolf.

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