A/N: I apologize for the incredibly sexy gif of Stephen Lunsford there. So anyway, I was watching Bratz the movie yesterday and I noticed that the guy who plays Cameron is Stephen Lunsford...he looks so different with curly hair omg.
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Kelsey's POV

Yesterday was a long day. We tried to capture Jackson and his master, but that was a complete fail. 1) because his master didn't show up, and 2) Jackson escaped and ended up killing someone anyway. Plus Scott almost died, because Allison's evil mom tried to kill him, but thankfully Derek saved him.

Isaac stayed round last night, to make sure I was okay. He's been really caring and protective lately, which I appreciate but I don't know why. And I'm still confused with all these feelings I have for him.

The day went by pretty quick and Isaac had to leave. Probably because it's a full moon tonight. But I didn't mind, Lydia invited me and basically the whole school to her house to celebrate her birthday party.

I've decided to wear my short black lace dress and black strap platform stilettos to go with it. Maybe I should send Isaac a picture, to show him on how much he's missing out by not going to the party.

Taking out my phone, I take a quick snap of the camera before making my way down the stairs. "Scott hurry up, Stiles is here." I call Scott from the stairs as I see Stiles's blue jeep pull up on the drive way. I'm surprised Scott actually agreed to come to the party, since he was nearly killed yesterday. But I'm glad us three musketeers can just let loose at a party for awhile.

"Coming!" Scott shouts as he runs down the stairs.

Scott wasn't so happy Isaac stayed over and basically spend the whole day here, so hopefully a few drinks will cheer him up and maybe he'll let the whole 'Kelsey and Isaac' thing go. Though, it's not just myself and Isaac he's annoyed at, it's Allison too. Apparently she was the one who told Argent about Jackson being the kanima.

Which was a pretty shitty thing to do. I mean, I know I don't partially like Jackson, but I don't want him dead, even though sometimes he kinda deserves it because he's such an asshole. I'd never wish it upon him.

"You didn't have to dress up that much, Isaac's not going to the party." Stiles laughs, so I playfully punch him in the arm. "I know dumbo, now drive." I tell him as he whines in pain. Oh please, I didn't even punch him that hard.

Once we arrived at Lydia's house, Stiles pulled out a giant square present. Oh my god, seriously. I thought he was joking when he said he bought her a present.

I wonder what's inside. Maybe it's a giant cake, or it could just be a TV, because I actually think I remember Stiles mentioning TV. When I turned round, Scott was gone. Hmm, he probably went through the back.

Walking towards the door, we patiently waited for Lydia to let is in. Which didn't take long. "Kelsey! Come -uh, what's that?" She asks looking behind me, Stiles face was covered by the giant present. "Happy birthday Lydia!" Stiles smiled as he tried to get the giant present through the door.

"I haven't seen you in like forever! How have you been?" Lydia asked me as she pulled me away from the door, leaving Stiles to struggle. "Yeah, I know, it's just been really hectic lately, but yeah I'm okay. What about you, are you okay?"

"Hectic, what have you been doing? You missed shopping spree Sunday like a hundred times. But I've been good, the usual." Damn it, I completely forgot about shopping spree Sunday. "I know, and I'm sorry. I've just had a lot on my mind, I'll make it up you, I promise." I reply.

"Okay. You should try the punch, it's really good."

"Thanks, I will. Do you want some?" I ask as I pour some punch into my cup. Mmm, this actually looks really nice.

"Uh, I have to do something first, maybe later?" Lydia says as she slowly walks away. "Sure, okay." Lydia seems to have her mind somewhere else, I wonder if she's okay. Seeing Stiles with Scott, I join them by the pool.

"Have you seen Jackson anywhere?" Stiles asks Scotty.

"No. Have you seen Allison?"

"No, but we should probably tell her what we found."

"I'm still kind of not sure what we found." Scott says. "What did you find?" I interrupt, they never said anything to me. "We figured out that it had something to do with water, you know the fact that all the victims were on the swim team, the way the kanima reacted around the pool." Okay, what?

"I don't understand, so whoever's controlling the kanima really hates the swim team?" I question.

"Hated the swim team, specifically the 2006 swim team, so it could be another teacher, maybe a student back then." Stiles tells us before Allison walks towards us. "Uh Jackson's not here." Well, I don't think anyone's here by the looks of it.

"Yeah, no ones here."

"Maybe we're just early."

"Or maybe no ones coming because Lydia's turned into the town whack job." Even though I hate to admit it, Stiles is right. Lydia has been acting really strange lately. On the other side of the pool, I notice Lydia holing a tray of filled glasses, and it looks like she's crying a little.

"Well we have to do something because we've completely ignored her for the past two weeks." I tell them and Allison nods in agreement.

"She's completely ignored stiles for ten years." Scott turns to face Stiles. I can just see the smirk Scott's wearing inside. "I prefer to think of it to me not being on her radar yet." Stiles comments.

"We don't owe her a party."

"What about the chance to get back to normal." Hmm, I think Allison's on to something. "Normal?" Scott asks.

"Well, she wouldn't be the town whack job if it wasn't for us." Well, I have to say, Allison is right. We did this too her...well Peter did, and Jackson, maybe Scott, and a little of Derek.

But certainly not me, it's not like I've done anything wrong, have I? I mean, not purposely."I guess I can use my co-captain status to get the lacrosse team here."

"Yeah I also know some people who can get this thing going, like really going." Stiles adds. Stiles has friends that are party animals?

"Who?" Allison and I ask in sync.

"I met them the other night, let's just say they know how to party." Ah right, the other night...at the Jungle, the gay club. Is he talking about the drag queens? Why does he have their numbers? Do I even what to know?

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Well it didn't take long before people started to show up, basically the whole house is filled with people making out, talking and drinking. That punch of Lydia's is becoming quite popular, I defiantly need to get the recipe. I've had like 6 glasses already, and I'm dying for more.

"Hey Kelsey." Hmm, someone's calling me.

Looking round I try to find who called me. "Over here." The voice says again. Oh it's Matt. "Hey." I smile walking towards him.

"You look amazing."

"Thanks, do you want a drink?" I ask.

"Oh, no, I actually came here to talk to you. Do you think we could go somewhere a little quieter?" Hmm, must be important. "Sure, come with me." I tell him as I grab his hand and lead him upstairs to a room.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

"Well uh, yesterday I went to the rave with Allison and I saw you dancing with Isaac. Are you dating him?" Matt was at the rave? Oh right, now I know why Allison was at the rave, that's where Matt took Allison for their date.

"No, we were just having fun, why do you ask? Do you to have fun with me, Matt?" I say out of nowhere. Hmm must be the punch talking, oh well, you only live once..."Because I can do fun." I tell him seductively before throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him on the lips.

Matt kisses me back, pulling me closers as he hungers for more. Well this kiss is actually better than the first time. To be honest, he's not that bad of a kisser, there's just no spark.

Matts hands travel down to my bum as he lifts me up, before wrapping my legs around his waist. Damn this is hot. Keeping our lips attached, Matt leans my back against the wall so he can balance me.

The kiss gets rougher when Matt unzips the back of my dress, and pulling it down to show my bra, causing Matt to pull away and admire.

"Like what you see Daehler?" I smirk.

"You have no idea." He smirks back. Oh but I think I do, you're little man friend is digging into me. Hmm, let's see what Matts body looks like. Taking off Matt's black jacket, I pull at his stripped shirt for him to take it off...which he does almost immediately. And I must say, his body is gorgeous.

Licking my lip, I lean in to reconnected our lips. Matt must feel really horny right now because man is he enjoying this. I never actually thought Matt would be this naughty, I always saw him as some quiet photographer nerd. But there's nothing wrong with that. I mean, I thought Isaac was nerdy kind of guy.

Oh god. Isaac. Last night, at the rave, what we did. And now here with Matt. I'm such a slut! What am I thinking, I can't lead them on like this.

"Matt." I say into his lips.

"Mmm."

"Matt stop." I pull away. "What? Don't you like this?" His smile drop.

"No, I do like it, it's just. I can't do this right now, not here." I tell him. "Oh. Should we go somewhere else, my place?" He suggests. Oh dear, what have I got myself into?

"Look, it was fun, but not tonight." Well his face looks like he seems to understand what I mean. "You're right, we should wait." He says letting me fall from his waist. Pulling my dress back up, I kindly ask Matt to zip me up.

After no longer hearing the zip, Matt moves my hair to the side before I feel a warm breath of air hit my neck. Softly kissing my neck, Matt makes it harder to leave, because when someone kisses my neck, it's my weakness.

"Matt, please." I smile. "I know, sorry. I couldn't help myself." Matt stops before putting his stripped top back on.

I should leave now before anything else happens, saying goodbye to Matt. I exit out the room before rushing down the stairs. Oh my god, I seriously need a drink. I don't know what's come over me. Why am I so sexually frustrated?

Walking inside to the kitchen, I refill my cup with some more punch. This punch is actually sooooo good. Lydia is really good at making alcoholic drinks like punches and cocktails. Actually now that I think of it, I haven't seen Lydia around. Yeah, maybe she's making out with some guy in her room or something.

Just as I'm about to take a sip of the punch, some random guy grabs my cup and walks away. Who the hell does he think he is stealing my cup of punch. "Hey! Excuse me, that's my drink you just took!" I shout, but he continues to walk away.

"Hey asshole!" I shout again but he just walks up the stairs. Where the hell is he going? I just want my bloody punch back! Can't he just get his own, or is he really that lazy to pour it in his own cup.

"Excuse me!" Is this guy deaf or something?

"Hey wait." I say as he walks into a room, shutting the door behind him. Oh my god, you've got to be kidding me. Did he really just shut the door in my face?

Opening the door, the guy had disappeared and all that I could see was my cup, sitting on the window ledge. What the hell? Where did he go? Grabbing my cup, I turn round to see the guy who took my cup facing the door. Walking towards him, he slams the door shut.

Uh, okay then. "Why did you take my drink?" I ask, but he stays silent. For gods sake, this guy is really starting to piss me off. I don't like how he's just facing the door, it's creepy. "Can you open the door please, I have to downstairs." I tell him.

"No." He replies.

What? Did he really just say no to opening the door, so childish. Who the hell does he think he is? "Excuse me? I said open the door."

"And I said no." The guy says as he slowly turns around. Shit. I kind of feel like I'm in a horror movie. I need to get out of here, now. "Uh, it's fine, you can take my punch. I'll just get another."

"I don't want the punch." He begins to lift up his head, and that's when I notice, I'm in big trouble. "I want you." Peter says, coming closer to me.

How did he -no, he can't be here.

"Stay away from me!" I cry, backing away from him as he continues to walk towards me. "I'm afraid I can't do that, Kelsey." He begins as his fingernails thicken, becoming more sharp and pointed.

He's going to kill me.

I'm going to die.

"You see, I want you to be part of my pack. I want you to be like me."

Why does he want me in his pack? What's so special about me? Why can't he turn someone else? I don't want to be like him. I don't want to be a monster.

"I don't want to. Just leave me alone!" I shout, hitting the window ledge. Great, just fricking great! Now I have no more space to back away from this psychotic asshole werewolf.

This can't be real. Peter Hale is dead, I'm just having another nightmare. "This is just a nightmare, this isn't real." I mumble to myself.

"You think I'm not real, think again." Peter says before his face turns into pure evil, his teeth form into sharp fangs, and his eyes turn crimson red.

This isn't real, it's all in the mind.

Tightly closing my eyes, I try to imagine Peter's not here.

"You're not real!" I shout before opening my eyes.

He's gone.

I was just hallucinating. Did someone spike my drink -the punch it has to be the punch, it's the only thing I had to drink tonight.

Walking out the room, I head towards the stairs where I see Scott at the bottom. He's just standing there, looking up at me. But it's not me he's looking at, he's looking through me. Maybe he's hallucinating too. "Scott." I call as I walk down the stairs.

I don't want to do this, but he leaves me no choice. Moving my hand from my side, I bring it to Scott's face before slapping him. Scott's eyes open wide, and holds his face in pain. "What just happened? Allison was there with-"

"You were hallucinating, it's the punch." I cut him off.

"Lydia."

After minutes of trying to find Lydia, she was nowhere to be found. But we did however find Stiles sat against the wall, drunk. Scott managed to find a bottle of water for Stiles to drink, but Stiles is too drunk to even talk or open his eyes.

Stupid punch! Yeah, turns out the punch had wolfsbane in it, but we don't know how Lydia would've known about it.

"Stiles look at me."

"Drink the water, Stiles drink it." Scott shouts. "Something's happening and I need you too sober up right now, c'mon Stiles." he shouts again. Man I feel a headache coming.

"What do you think you're doing?" A random girl asks. Actually, I think I know her, but I forgot her name. "If you want to sober him up fast, that's not the way to do it." Oh wait her name is Danielle, that's it, I knew I knew her name.

"You can do better?" I ask.

"Oh, I can do best." Danielle says before dunking Stiles head into the spar bit of the pool, which is turned off. Oh okay, I guess drowning someone would've sobered up them quicker. Have to remember that for next time.

Suddenly Stiles jerks his head out and gasps as water drips down his face and onto his damp top. "How do you feel?" Danielle asks Stiles.

"Like I may have to revisit my policy of hitting a girl." Stiles replies. Oh Stiles is defiant sober now. "Thanks." I say to Danielle before she walks away.

***

Well Lydia must've left because she's nowhere to be found. But why would she leave her own birthday party? It's kind of strange. Oh well, she must have had a good reason, probably to get more alcohol.

Everyone here at the party has got crazier and crazier, some guy was licking a plant. And I'm pretty sure I saw Asher from the lacrosse team make-out with one of the drag queens Stiles invited.

I'm sure he'll never forget that, though I don't think his girlfriend will be happy. But she seems pretty occupied making out with Greenberg. Ew.

"She's not here." I tell the boys after meeting them back outside.

"Everyone's going cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs." Stiles comments. Yup got that right, everyone looks high.

"We can see that." Scott and I reply.

"Why would-" I was cut off when I hear someone shout they can't swim, before hearing a slash at the water. Oh my god, he's drowning. Some guy is downing.

"Help! I can't swim!" The guy shouts again. Just as I reach the pool and about to grab ahold of the guy, someone else beats me too it. Jackson. And the guy who was nearly drowning was Matt.

Matt looks at me with a light smile as he seemed to notice I was trying to help him. "What are you looking at?" Matt shouts before walking away in his drenched clothes.

I never knew Matt couldn't swim.

"Cops are here! Party's over." Some random shouted, causing everyone to immediately evacuate Lydia's property. Oh great, the police are here. Perfect.

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Sorry it took ages to update...I give you a finished chapter 16! I hope you all liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Sooooo we had some #Malsey going on there...what do we all think? Will something happen between them, or is it a bit of fun? How do you think Kelsey will react when she finds out Matt is Jackson's master?

Kelsey's hallucination, it had to be Peter...but what will she do when she actually sees Peter in the flesh? What will Peter do?

Anyways...vote/comment/share/fangirloverthemazerunner