Written In The Stars{Derek Hale/Book 1}

Chapter 3-Pack Mentality

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"Maybe it was my blood." Scott said as they sat in class. 

"Or an animals blood. You know, maybe you caught a rabbit or something." Stiles said. 

"And did what?" Scott asked him. 

"Eat it." Stiles spoke, and Laken slapped him in the back of his head.

"Your so fucking stupid." 

"Raw?" Scott asked. 

"No, you stopped to bake it in a little werewolf over. I don't know, you're the one who can't remember anything." 

"Mr. Stilinski." Harris spoke, and Laken turned her head, "If that's your idea of a hushed whisper, you might want to pull the headphones out every once in awhile. I think you, Mr. McCall, and your twin would benefit from a little distance, yeah? And I don't mean beside Mr. Whittemore, Laken. Try another seat." 

"Fine." She huffed, before going to sit next to Danny, pouting and crossing her arms over her chest like a four year old. "Shut up." Danny laughed some more as Laken his his shoulder. 

"Let me know if the separation anxiety gets to be too much." Harris said, and Laken's hand shot up in air, "Yes, Laken?" 

"The separation is getting to much for me, and if I don't sit next to Scott, Stiles and/or Jackson then I could probably die, and I don't think you want that to happen in your class. I mean Coach would be very upset if his favorite student in this whole school died." Laken smirked at the one teacher that she hated with everything she had in her. 

"Stay where you are." He said, and she pouted once more. 

"Hey! I think they found something!" The girl next to Scott jumped up and they all rushed to look out the window. 

The ER's were  rolling a body covered with a sheet. 

"That's not a rabbit." Scott whispered to Stiles. 

The man on the gurney jumped up screaming and everyone jumped, Laken bumping into Jackson who wrapped an arm around her waist trying to comfort her even if he knew that she didn't need it.  

Jackson glared at Scott as he yanked Laken away from him, pulling her with her as he and Stiles walked away from the group. 

"This is good. This is good." Stiles chanted, "He got up, he's not dead. Dead guys can't do that." 

Scott shook his head as he said, "Guys, I did that." 

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Laken slammed her try onto the table as she sat two a chair down from her twin, joining into the conversation her brother and best friend was having. 

"Something happened last night and I can't remember what." Scott told them. 

"What makes you so sure that Derek even has all the answers?" Stiles asked. 

"Because he's a hot ass werewolf that I'd let bang me all day everyday." Laken said, but was ignored, but she did get a growl out of Scott.