Just a few quick things I promise, so I will try to update as much as possible but im kinda sorta failing a bunch of classes (oops) and im not trying to fail 9th grade so if there is ever like a week or two in between updates im sorry but im probably doing school stuff. oh and just a response to a review who said something about cari not crying and screaming when she heard about werewolves, thank you! I really hate when the character like starts hyperventilating and is like "you're lying!" its so annoying. but seriously I got three reviews in like 9 hours that's amazing thank you so much! Heres chapter tres~

"Are you serious? Are you seriously serious?" I was so pissed off, and also half-asleep. "Just because you're in hiding, Derek, doesn't mean I have to be in hiding too. I've only known you for, like, 12 hours."

"Well, we don't know if Gerard and the Argents know about you, and if they do, they will use you to figure out where we are. I'm not taking that chance." Derek didn't even look up from what he was doing when he talked to me in an infuriatingly condescending voice.

I had woken up just a couple minutes ago, and when I asked to go home, this fucker told me I would be in hiding indefinitely!

"I haven't even finished unpacking yet!" I groaned.

"Who the hell are you?" A blonde girl with dark eyeliner, lipstick, and pushed up boobs walked in, with a sour expression on her face.

"Who the hell are you?" I responded, too lazy to come up with a clever comeback.

"I'm Erica. Derek, who is she?" She turned her body towards him. Girlfriend, maybe?

"She is Cari, new girl in town, happened to walk into the Sheriff's Station at the wrong time, now she's staying with us until we can come out of hiding. And she is Erica, a werewolf in my pack."

"Nice to meet you, Erica. You live with them?" I gestured to Derek and the other two guys that had walked in during the conversation.

She nodded. "I am so sorry." I said.

She laughed loudly, "and why is that?"

"Being the only girl surrounded by three guys? Must get annoying." I explained simply.

"Trust me, it does." She responded with a small eye roll.

"Hey!" The two boys whose name I did not know yet chorused in the back.

"Macaria. But you can call me Cari." I introduced myself.

"Boyd." The bigger of the two offered.

"Isaac." The cocky, curly haired one said.

It had been an hour and I was so! fucking! bored!

"Derek?" I called out.

"...hm?" he offered back.

"Am I allowed to leave?" At his dirty look, I continued: "Not forever, just, like, to go see a movie or something?"

"Why the hell would you want to go see a movie?" Derek said, with an annoyed look on his face.

"Because I am so bored, Derek. I think I'm gonna die of boredom." He responded with a mere eye roll. Rude.

Derek starting flipping through books, but just as I was about to ask him what he was looking for, Erica and Boyd came in.

"You've decided." Derek said without even turning around.

When he did, though, he was staring into the guilty-looking faces of Erica and Boyd. "When?" I was confused, but I didn't interrupt. I could probably figure it out on my own.

"Tonight." Erica began.

"Everyone's gonna be at the game. We figured it was the best time." Boyd spoke up.

"It's not like we want to." Erica said quietly.

"What do you want?" Derek spoke in a threatening tone.

"Since I just turned sixteen a month ago, I wouldn't mind getting my license." Hold up, Erica is only sixteen? And since you can't really change that much in a month, she looked like that at fifteen? You have got to be kidding me. Lucky bitch. "I can't do that if I'm dead, you know."

"You need a pack to survive! And you're not a pack without an alpha." Derek said, turning around.

"We know." Boyd said.

Derek scoffed. "You wanna look for another pack," at their guilty expressions, he continued: "How are you even gonna find one?"

"I think we already did."

They started talking about howling and how wolves can change their tones and I kinda just toned it out.

Derek didn't resume what he was doing until they walked out, possibly never to return.

I perked up when Derek suddenly turned around and chucked a piece of glass at a man I didn't even hear come in, who caught it with ease.

"I'd expected a slightly warmer welcome, but, point taken." The man said.

"What the fuck Derek? You can't just go around throwing shards of glass at people!" I reprimanded, quite loudly.

Derek proceeded to beat the living shit out of this poor guy. Throwing him into walls, kicking him, punching him. The guy was bleeding pretty bad and I could only imagine it hurt pretty bad.

"You don't actually think I want to be alpha again, do you? That wasn't my finest performance, considering it ended in my death." The guy stuttered out.

His death? He died? The fuck?

When Derek lifted his fist again, mystery guy said, "Come on, Derek! Hit me! Hit me!" Causing him to falter.

"I can see that it's cathartic for you." He continued. "You're letting go of all the anger, self loathing, and hatred that comes with total and complete failure."

"He seems pretty pissed dude, I wouldn't egg him on." I spoke for the first time, causing their heads to turn towards me for the first time.

"Well, well, well, Derek, what have we here?" He sniffed the air. "Not a werewolf, a girlfriend, maybe?" Derek clenched his fist and lifted it again like he was about to hit him.

"Ouch, didn't know the prospect of being your girlfriend was so bad it made you want to punch someone." I joked in a sarcastic tone.

"Look, Derek, I'm only trying to help." Mystery Guy said.

Derek lifted him slightly before shoving him to the floor, releasing him. "You can't help me."

"See? Prime example." Mystery Guy said as he inspected his wounds. "Right here. I'm not healing as fast. Coming back from the dead isn't easy, you know. I'm not as strong as I used to be. I need a pack. An alpha. Like you. I need you as much as you need me."

Derek finally said something; "Why would I want help from a total psycho?"

Mystery Guy spoke in a unnervingly calm and charming voice. "First of all, I'm not a total psycho. By the way, you are the one who slashed my throat open, but we're all works in progress, right? So, we need each other. Sometimes when you need help, you turn to people you'd never expect."

"He is taking your wolves one by one." Mystery Guy said.

"Tell me something I don't know." Derek retorted.

"Oh, I will. Because I know how to stop him. I know how to save him." Mystery Guy dramatically stated.

Okay so im finally done with this episode, and peters back! I didn't think I liked him at first but I really do, hes such a sarcastic asshole, its great. Anywaysssss spring break is over and school starts tomorrow so that's sad but since we just ended the quarter it might take a few days to get started up again so I probably wont have any homework so I can write! Yay.

Thanks for reading