chapter two

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We arrived at my house with young Derek and the car ride here was dead silent, Stiles and Derek didn't say anything to each other.

We walked in the house, and it seems like no one was home, which is good. "We're going to wait here for Scott. We're going to sit quietly. We're not going to call or talk to anyone." Stiles said out of the blue.

Derek stopped walking and looked at Stiles "Do I talk to you?" he asked.

Stiles rolled his eyes "No." he answered. Derek turned to me and smiled "Can I talk to her?" he asked Stiles, and i saw Stiles open his mouth. I knew he was gonna say no, I needed to respond face "Yes" I said before Stiles could speak.

Derek turned his head and looked surprised. "Who's going to talk to him?" Stiles and i turned around and my dad was standing at the end of the living room "Ah! Are you getting taller?" Stiles yelled.

"What are you guys doing here?" My dad said as he walked closer to us. Stiles and I looked at each other and are praying that my dad was going to leave so we could have the house to ourselves. "We're waiting for Scott." Derek replied. I face palmed myself.

My dad seemed surprised that we were waiting for Scott. "Yeah, so am I. We're supposed to have dinner all together, Tessa. I brought extra. You guys hungry?" My dad offered. No, this is bad, Scott where are you?!

Derek being Derek had to open his stupid but kind of cute mouth "Yeah." He replied.

Stiles pushed Derek behind him and tried to act like nothing ever happened "No. We're not hungry." I said to dad. We needed to get Derek upstairs without dad getting suspicious. If Derek starts asking questions, we are all possible dead.

Derek pushed Stiles and i over to the side "No, I'm starving." He said smiling cheekily. Oh how i wish i could punch him right now.

Stiles got up and tripped over himself a little trying to grab Derek's shoulder "Neither of us are hungry. Thanks, though." Stiles said grabbing Derek's arm. Stiles starting taking a few steps before my dad interrupted.

"Okay, well if you're not hungry, Stiles, your friend can still eat with us. What's your name?" My dad asked as he walked over to the table and started unpacking the food from the bag. Oh shit, were screwed. Scott where the hell are you?!

"My name is-" Derek started speaking when Stiles jumped into the conversation and stopping Derek from talking "He's... He's my cousin Miguel. From México. So..." Stiles said stuttering.

I face palmed myself again because this situation sound like a load of bull, i honestly don't know how my dad cant see right through us

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I face palmed myself again because this situation sound like a load of bull, i honestly don't know how my dad cant see right through us.

To make the situation even more worse, my dad starts speaking spanish to Derek. Right! How could i forget, dad's part mexican. Shit! "Oh my God." I said rolling my eyes. I wanted to jump off a clip, because were dead.

Derek smiles back at us and responds to my dad in spanish. What the hell, since when did Derek or young Derek speak spanish?! The boys really have to tell me everything or i'm not going to be any help.

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