Kelsey's POV

After the eventful evening last night of nearly being killed by Godzilla's offspring, almost drowning and saving saving Derek, I went straight to into the comfort of my bed. I didn't go home with Scott again, I went with Derek. But I will go home soon, possibly tomorrow or later today. I miss mom so much.

This morning Derek dropped me off at school without his betas. He said they had to do something, figure out who the Kanima is. I've been trying to figure out myself who it could be. I've thought of three people.

First, It could be Jackson because Derek bit him and he rejected the bite. He kind of has that evil look about him too, and he's a asshole so...he could be.

Next, Lydia because Peter-the-dick bit her and she didn't heal or die, plus she left the hospital naked and she's been acting really weird lately, maybe it's just because Jackson broke up with her, I don't know. But I can't see Lydia as being a psychotic murderer.

And then thirdly, Mr. Harris, I don't know if he's some sort of reptile but I do know he's pure evil, and I can see being a murder. I think it's his face, it defiantly reads 'I'm-an-evil-psychotic-murderous-Kanima-thing-that's-wants-to-murder-everyone-in-my-path-including-my-straight-A-student-Kelsey-McCall-because-I-despise-her-annoying-twin-brother'. That pretty much sums it up, Mr. Harris is the Kanima.

So, yet again I'm late for class. The reason why; I needed coffee to wake me up, so I went and got myself a coffee and sat outside the school, taking in the fresh air for about an hour. Rushing to my locker, I take out the books for my class.

"Hey." A voice says behind me, making me leap out of my skin. Which caused all my books to fall out of my hands and onto the floor. Dammit! Those books were in order and all my pages were neatly placed inside, now they're scattered on the floor.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry." I see Matt help me grab the books.

Lucky everyone else is in class. I hate when people stare at me. "You almost gave me a heart attack." I laugh off the embarrassment as I gather the pages off the floor and putting them back in the wrong books. Great, I'll have it sort it all out again.

"Sorry, I just wanted to ask if you were okay. You seem a little...distracted lately." Matt says as he looks directly into my eyes. "Uh yeah, I guess I am." I reply.

Matt lightly places his hand on my shoulder. "If you ever want to talk, I'm here."

"Thanks, that's really nice of you." I smile, before looking down at my books. Suddenly I feel a bit of my hair being wrapped behind my ear. I look up and see Matt looking at me curiously, before crashing his lips into mine. Do I stop it?

It's nice...I guess. His lips are soft and firm, but I don't like Matt this way. It seems wrong.

Before I could stop it myself, Matt quickly pulls away before apologizing. "I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking. I-I'm sorry." He says before stumbling away down the hall.

Okay then. What the hell was that all about? And why did he kiss me?

Shaking the whole Matt kissing me off, I reluctantly walk to chemistry. Oh how I love listening to Mr. Harris's irritating voice.

I make my graceful entrance of tripping over the door stop thing as I walk into my favorite chemistry class. Oh my god, seriously, what is with my clumsiness lately. I'm thankful no one saw me trip. Thank god Harris isn't in the class yet, otherwise he would've made me look stupid in front of everyone. Making my way to my table, I am glad no one has sat next to me.

I pull out my chemistry book, along with my unorganized notes and place them on my table. Great, I probably have all the wrong notes for this lesson. I felt a light tap against my arm as someone sat next to me, but I don't bother to look who it is.

"Einstein once said that two things are infinite," Oh god, satan has entered the classroom. Where's a gun when you need it.

"The universe and human stupidity. I'm not sure about the universe but I myself have encountered infinite stupidity." Harris said as he tapped his hand on Stiles's shoulder.

Poor Stiles getting picked on again....oh well, life's tough.

"So, to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you're going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments. Let's see of two heads are indeed better than one. Or in Stilinski's case, less than one." I hate group work.

"Erica, take the first station, you'll be working with-" please work with me. Make Erica work with me. I put my hand up, along with nearly every guy in the class.

"I didn't ask for volunteers. So you can put your hormonal, little hands down. Start with Mr. McCall." I almost jump out of my seat when I hear McCall being said, but then I realised he actually said, Mr. McCall.

I noticed Mr. Harris looking at me with his usual evil face. "Kelsey," oh here we go. "You with Mr. Lahey." Are you fricking kidding me. "But sir I-" I was cut off by the devil.

"No buts Miss. McCall." He smirked. Ugh, I hate him!

"I like that dress you're wearing." Isaac's voice says as he sits next to me. I turn round to see him smirking. "Oh you do? Would you like to borrow it, because I have some make-up and a pretty red bow to go with it."

"Not borrow, but I wouldn't mind ripping it off your body." He smirks again. I roll my eyes at his comment. "Keep dreaming Lahey."

After a few minutes, Mr. Harris slams the bell for the class to move around. Isaac gets up from his seat, and sits next to Lydia. Then a girl, I think her name is Amber, sits next to me. "Do you want to put that in or should I do it?" She asks, holding a mixing stick. "Uh, you can do it, if you want." I reply.

Amber begins to mix the liquids together and it starts to form a shape of a crystal. Yes! We done it...well, I done it. All she did was mix the liquids I put in.

I'm a genius!

"Listen up," Harris's voice says, making me jump as he slams the bell again. Jesus Christ. "This is the end of the group activity. If you catalyzed the experiment correctly. You should be looking at crystal,"

Wooooo! I'm so chuffed with myself, all that studying paid off. Mr. Harris began looking at me with a sort of proud look. Hmm, that's a first. "So if you did it right. Here's the part you'll enjoy. You can eat it." I look back at the jar with mine and Amber's -I mean mine. Yes, my crystal in the jar, before picking it up.

"You can eat it." Amber tells me. Well I was going to anyway, like I'd give my hard work to you and let you eat it....hell no. I start to bring the crystal to my mouth.

"Lydia, no!" My brother shouted as he practically jumped out of his seat towards the strawberry blonde who also had a crystal near her mouth. What the hell is Scott doing?

"What?" Lydia questioned.

"Uh, nothing." Scott replied as he sat back down.

Getting back to my crystal, I place it into my mouth and start to crunch it. Mmmm this is actually really nice. It kinda tastes lemony, maybe lime...or lemonade. Oooo it could be sherbet. The edible crystal slowly starts to evaporate in my mouth and leaves a luscious after taste.

Well now I want another one.

***

It's now near the end of the school day and I'm strangely full of energy. Which is weird because I never have energy at school.

Walking to my locker I notice there's a piece of paper stuck to it with my name on. Hmmm, maybe it's from Lydia, I know she likes to send me notes. But she usually puts them inside my locker, maybe she forgot this time.

As I walk closer to my locker, the piece of paper is actually an envelop. Grabbing the envelope, I begin ripping it open. Pulling out the letter inside, I start to read it:

Kelsey,

I can't seem to take my eyes off you,

because you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

From;

You're secret admirer x

I have a secret admirer....oh my god. I don't know whether to be creeped out or feel special. Wow, I wasn't expecting to ever have a secret admirer. I wonder who it could be. Maybe this whole thing is a prank that Scott and Stiles have set up. Or maybe it's not a prank and someone does actually like me.

But who would like me? I'm not exactly the most popular girl in the school and I'm not the prettiest either. Lydia is usually the girl who every guy likes, not me.

I smile to myself before putting the letter in my bag, and continuing to walk down the corridor. Then suddenly I'm being pulled into a room. "Let me go!" I demand.

My capture lets me go and then I realized it's Scott. He pulled me in the coaches office, why? "What the hell, Scott." I yell before noticing Allison and Stiles also in the room.

"We have a problem." Scott tells me. "Yeah, I think you broke my ribs."

"Something more serious." Stiles adds. How lovely, my ribs could be broken, I think I would class that as serious. I turn round and glare it him for a solid minute before Scott catches my attention again. "Derek's waiting outside for Lydia." Lydia? Why would Derek -oh. "Do you think he's going to kill her?" I ask.

"Derek thinks she's the Kanima, he won't let her live." Scott replied.

"Well we need to find out a way to convince him that it's not her or we need to protect her." Allison tells us. "What if he just comes here now and kills her." I say.

"I don't think he's going to do anything here, not at school."

"What about after school?" Allison said.

"Uh, I can talk to Derek, convince him that it's not her. But if anything happens, you guys let me handle it." My brother said, as he took a few steps towards the door. "What does that mean?" Little Argent asks.

"You can't heal like I do, I just don't want you guys getting hurt." Scott says before Allison reaches into her bag to pull out some sort of -well what the hell it is, she snaps it down. Oh, it's a miniature crossbow. How interesting, maybe I should get a miniature weapon too....I could get a gun. I like guns.

"I can protect myself." She smiles before putting her crossbow on the table. While Allison and Scott have a little chat, I walk over to stiles.

"You and Scott haven't pranked me lately, have you?" I ask.

"No, we've been too busy. Why?" I don't think I'll tell Stiles about the secret admirer I might have, because there's already too much to deal with. Plus Stiles might laugh at me or something.

Well if Scott and Stiles didn't write the letter, who did?

"Oh, nothing. Just asking." I lie. Stiles nods his head before walking over to the table where Allison out down her crossbow.

Stiles picks up the crossbow, aiming it straight ahead. "Stiles, I don't think you should-" I start to say but get cut off when an arrow gets shot right at my brothers face, well nearly but Scott manages to catch it in time. "Well done Robin Hood." I laugh.

Allison glares at Stiles. "Yeah, uh. Real uh, sensitive trigger on that." Stiles said as he gave Allison back her miniature crossbow.

***

Scott when to talk to Derek and try and convince him that Lydia isn't the Kanima, without any proof. That should go well. While myself, Allison, Stiles, Jackson and Lydia have just arrived at my house. I have no idea why Jackson is here but apparently Derek tested him to see if he was the Kanima. But he got paralysed, so he's not.

Stiles decides to lock every door and window in sight, causing Lydia to look at him curiously. Oh this should be good. "Uh, there's been a few break in's in the neighbourhood." Stiles says before putting a chair under the door handle.

"There was also, uh, a murder." Really Stiles. Oh my god. Sometimes I question my friendship with this boy.

Allison signals Jackson to take Lydia upstairs. "Lydia, follow me." He sighed. "I have to talk to you for a minute."

"Seriously?" Lydia moaned. She reluctantly moved up the stairs. "What is going on with everyone?" To be honest Lydia, I don't know myself.

It's been an hour since we arrived at my house, sitting doing nothing. Jackson and Lydia are up stairs doing god know what. I hope they're not getting jiggy on my bed because I swear to god I will be forced to burn my sheets and everything else they touch.

God, I'm so bored. I hate sitting doing nothing, I hate waiting. I pull back on the curtain a little, just out of curiosity. When I am hit with another freaking heart attack. Derek, Isaac, Erica and Boyd were all standing outside, waiting. This can't be good.

"Uh, guys. I think you should call Scott." I tell Stiles and Allison. "What, why?" Allison asks. "Because they're here, standing there like the freaking weeping angels." I yell. Allison had a confused look on her face with the mention of weeping angels but Stiles just smiled. Allison began to pull her phone out her pocket to call Scott.

"Scott's on his way." Doctor Who is coming to stop the weeping angels from killing Lydia. That's good news, but he needs to get his wolf ass here now because I don't think we can hold them out for long.

Allison began bringing her phone into sight again. "What are you doing?" I ask.

"I...I think, I think I have to call my dad."

"No, you can't." I say. What if Mr. Argent kills Derek, or Isaac, Erica and Boyd. "If your dad finds you here, you and Scott-" Stiles says but gets cut off by Allison. "I know. But what are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us, they're here to kill Lydia."

Will they actually kill Lydia over one test? What if it's not her? I still think Mr. Harris is the Kanima. "Hey!" Stiles called.

"What?" Allison and I say in sync.

"We could shoot one of them, okay? We told Scott that we can protect ourselves. They're not expecting us to do anything so why don't we fight back? Make the first move," Allison and I look at Stiles. "Stiles, they're werewolves, we're humans." I tell him.

"We don't have a lot of options. It's either we shoot them or they kill Lydia." Well, Stiles does have a point, but I don't want to kill any of them. Allison pulled back the curtain to look outside. "Fine...which one?" She asked.

"Derek, shoot him. Preferably in the head." Stiles tells Allison, I shoot him a glare.

"Scott was able to catch an arrow, so I'm pretty sure Derek can." I say.

"Uh, then shoot one of the other three then."

"You mean two." Allison says looking out the window. Two? There are three betas. Isaac, Erica and Boyd. I look out the window to notice curly has disappeared. "Where the hell did Isaac go?" I ask. Maybe he went to go pee in a bush or chase a cat.

Suddenly I feel a hand cover my mouth and drag me to a room. What the hell?

"I don't want to hurt you." Isaac's voice tells me.

The next thing I know, he pushes me in a room and shuts the door as he leaves me. "Wait! Come back!" I shout. Getting up from the floor I aggressively try and turn the door knob, but it won't budge. He probably put something on the other side.

Ugh, that dick!

After what seemed like forever, the crashing noises stop and the door finally opens. Thank god. Allison helps me up from the floor. "You okay?" She asks.

"Yeah." I reply as I follow Allison outside the house to see Derek and Boyd. "I think I know why you keep refusing me Scott," Derek started as I notice Scott throw Isaac's unconscious, and Erica's paralyzed bodies on the floor by Boyd's feet. "You're not an omega," Derek continued.

"You're already an alpha of your own pack. But you know you can't beat me."

"We can hold you off until the cops get here." Derek's smirked dropped once he heard the police sirens in the background, then he looked back at us.

Well actually he was looking above us. I know that look on Derek's face. Last night when the Kanima was above us he made that face, and now he's making the same face. Turning round, I see the Kanima stalking along the roof.

Derek looks at Isaac and Erica still on the floor, before looking at Boyd. "Get them out of here." Boyd just froze.

"Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on here?" Lydia shouts voice says from behind. The Kanima isn't Lydia. She's not the Kanima. Then if she's not the Kanima, that must mean....

"Jackson." Scott and I said in sync. Well, I guess I kind of knew it was Jackson, he was on my list. But I was so sure it was Mr. Harris.

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Sorry if this took a long time to upload, I've been a little busy lately. But here it is.

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