Book 1: My Teen Romance with Derek Hale (Teen Wolf Fan Fic)

Derek: The Dinner

Nervous, worried and afraid for my life was how I was feeling. Courtney hated me. I knew that much so why did I agree to having dinner with her?
Because you’re whipped like a little bitch, haven’t I already told you this? My inner wolf teased.
“You ready?” My uncle Peter asked me.
We were standing in front of the front door and had been for the last minute. He seemed just as nervous as me which got me curious. What did he have to feel nervous about? It was me about to be judged. I literally felt like one of those contestants on one of those talent shows and it was daunting.
“Nope,” I replied as I knocked on the dark wooden door and within a few seconds Kristin was opening the door and standing in the doorway with a huge grin on her face. It helped ease the nerves slightly although I still felt nauseated.
“Hey come in,” Kristin sprang forward and grabbed my hand and I had to resist the urge to run in the opposite direction. I was also wondering why Kristin seemed so relaxed with what was about to take place. Was she really that confident in me? I sure as hell wasn’t.
“Hello Peter,” Kristin greeted as she lead us through the lounge room and into the dining room. I hadn’t noticed the chicken wall paper in the rooms before or that everything had chickens on it. From the cushions to the curtains, how hadn’t I noticed that before? Probably because I was always focussed on Kristin I assumed.
“Hello Kristin,” I could see my Uncle smirking and I knew it was because of the look of terror on my face.
“You look like you’re about to attend your own execution,” My Uncle talked just loud enough for me to hear and not Kristin although if Courtney was listening she would have heard it.
“I’m fine,” I talked quietly as Kristin guided me to a chair at the table, and nodded at my Uncle and then at the chair across from me. He got the hint and took a seat as Courtney placed the roast chicken on the table.
“Hope you boys are hungry.” Courtney smirked as she sat next to my uncle Peter and started to cut the chicken into slices.
“Very much so,” My Uncle grinned and Courtney smiled.
“Yeah this looks really good,” I forced a smile and tried my hardest to sound and look confident. I knew that Kristin wasn’t going to stop seeing me, no matter what her mother said but I wanted to make a good impression. I didn’t want them fighting because of me.
“Well help yourself,” She instructed.
There was a large bowl of mashed potatoes as well as peas and corn, carrots and small bread rolls already buttered. We all started to pass the bowls around the table and fill our plates. It was almost funny at how full our plates were compared to Kristin’s. Werewolves also seemed to have larger appetites and it showed when we ate with humans.
“So what do you do with yourself in your spare time?” Courtney started the conversation by questioning me and I could almost feel the spotlight shining down on me from the ceiling.
“Well I like to run and work out and go swimming at the lake.”
And make out with your daughter. I kept that part silent and Kristin looked at me with a raised eyebrow which is when I remembered that I hadn’t taken her to the lake yet, but I had the feeling it would have led to skinny dipping, and I could barely contain myself at the sight of her half naked torso let alone her full naked body.
“That sounds interesting,” Courtney nodded politely although she looked more bored than interested.
“He’s great at teaching his younger cousins how to play catch,” Peter added.
I hadn’t talked to Kristin about my huge family in depth yet. I didn’t want to scare her away especially since there were only four people living in her house. Of course our family wasn’t always huge. Usually there were only six of us, but during the full moon reunions there was sometimes up to twenty of us, depending on who could make it.
“Are you saying Derek is great with kids?” Kristin asked as she stabbed a piece of carrot with her fork.
“He’s very good with kids,” My uncle smirked and I wanted to kick him in the shins but I somehow restrained myself.
“Huh really? What else are you good at?” Courtney questioned me and I felt like I was being interrogated.
“Running, basketball and baseball.”
“You play baseball and basketball?” Kristin asked me surprised. I wasn’t ashamed that’s not the reason I didn’t tell her. I quit them both after I lost Paige and decided to distance myself as much as possible from humans.
“He quit a few years ago. He was the star of both teams,” Peter continued to place me on a pedestal. I knew he was trying to help but I was worried Courtney was going to get bored rather than impressed. Plus the last time I let Peter intrude on my business it ended up with Paige being bitten, and you know how that ended. I had to shake off the guilt and sorrow at the thought.
“What made you quit?” Courtney’s blue eyes continued to question mine.
“I just lost the passion for it I guess,” I half lied. I did lose the passion for it, but for grim reasons as you know.  
“Maybe you can teach me some time,” Kristin smirked while Courtney frowned at the idea.
“Yeah no problem. This chicken is really nice,” I tried to smile innocently although I felt guilty. All I could think about was being with Kristin and it got even worse every time she rubbed her foot against mine, or when our elbows brushed on the table.
Honestly I still couldn’t believe that we were still dating. I fully expected Kristin to never want to talk to me again. I thought she would have been completely afraid of me. I should have known it took more than me turning into a werewolf to scare her away.
“Thank you it’s a family recipe,” Courtney grinned.
“Literally, my mother/your grams Penny used to invite Courtney and Nora over for dinner just so she could eat some of their chicken,” Peter told me and chuckled and it looked like Courtney had blushed just for a second, but I swear I had just seen her cheeks turn red.
“Is that so?” Kristin had a mischievous smile on her face as she leaned forward on the table.
“He’s just being kind,” Courtney smiled.
“I’m telling the truth. I looked forward to it every second Sunday.”
I’m guessing this is why my grams thoughts Peter and Courtney were going to end up together. I thought silently.
“Remember when Penny and my mom got drunk and started dancing to Hungry like the wolf by-” Courtney started to talk.
“Duran Duran, god that was embarrassing we were what- seventeen?” My uncle interrupted and both he and Courtney laughed while Kristin looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I was just as weirded out as she was.
“And the howling- it was mortifying,” Courtney chuckled some more.
“Julian looked so uncomf-” My uncle stopped talking suddenly, “I’m sorry Kristin. I didn’t mean to bring him up,” He apologised.
“It’s fine really,” Kristin smiled although I knew it was forced. I had heard her heart stammer at the mention of his name and I couldn’t help but feel the rage surge through my body. I still wanted to shred him into pieces. I wanted him to fight and not run away. Kristin was the only one sitting at the table that didn’t know that Nora was the reason Julian attacked her. Nora had 24 hours left to tell Kristin the truth before I told Kristin the news myself. We hadn’t told Courtney what Nora had done- she figured it out on her own.
“Better than fine and he will never bother us again,” Courtney looked 100% confident but I was hoping he would show his face around Beacon Hills again so I could rearrange it permanently.
“He would be a fool to mess with any of the Marsden women,” My uncle added and chuckled.
“What about the Spark’s women?” Kristin asked and I saw the frown surface on Courtney’s face.
“Well I don’t know your father personally but I hear he’s very courageous and good with weapons.”
“You know?” Courtney and Kristin asked at the same time. They were both surprised and worried. I could tell by the tone in their voices and I was more than confused.
“Know what?” I asked.
“My father hunts werewolves,” Kristin answered me regretfully and I couldn’t help but feel annoyed and betrayed.
“Anyway why do you want to go to the dance? You don’t seem like the dancing type?” Courtney continued to question me and I broke my eye contact with Kristin and looked at Courtney. I was going to ask Kristin more about her father later.
“Because Kristin wants to go,” I replied simply. Dancing wasn’t my thing but I wasn’t going to make Kristin miss out because of me.

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