Chapter 3.
"This is the one I was telling you about. I got it from a rare book dealer in Germany. Cost me two hundred bucks, but it was totally worth it." I sighed as I walked with the boys to their class.
"You're still reading about this stuff?" Li asked not wanting to get our friend into the supernatural just yet.
"I was attacked by an armor-plated giant wearing a bear skull. It left an impression. Look. Look. Have you ever seen anything like this?" We looked at the picture seeing a berserker.
"Uh, no. Never." Me and Li said at the same time.
"And then there's this whole section about the Nagual. Have you ever heard of the name Tezcat..."
"Tezcatlipoca. No. No, never heard of him." I walked away from the boys as they went to class, I went to mine. I smiled when class was over, I walked out the class, trying to find Scott.
"Scott?" He looked at me and sighed as he exited the boys locker room.
"So, the twins were the ones who killed his alpha." I looked at him, confused.
"Theo's?" Scott nodded his head, "Aiden and Ethan?" He sighed before nodding. "Great more memories of the past."
"Hey, how are you holding up?" I let out a shaky breath.
"I'm good, just Theo begin here, kind of creeps me out."
"See" I looked at Stiles and nodded my head. "If she also feels this then, do you believe me now?" Scott sighed.
"It could be something else. We don't know anything." I sighed and shook my head. "We have to give people the benefit of the doubt sometimes."
"Not this time. All right. I'm right. There's something off about him. I can feel it."
"Lydia's the psychic. Not you." I watched as he walked away.
"She's not psychic. She's a Banshee. Okay? There's a difference." I laughed as Sti tried to get him to listen. I followed Scott to the library, sitting next to him.
"Okay, so what if Theo isn't Theo?"
"Not you too."
"All I know, is he creeps me out." I looked at Stiles as he rushed in. "Got something, I'm guessing."
"Another signature. This is Theo's dad's signature on a speeding ticket from eight years ago. And this is his dad's signature on a transfer form to Beacon Hills High School from just a few days ago." He places down both papers, Scott looked at them.
"How did you get his transfer form? You didn't break into the Administration Office?"
"No, I did not break into the Administration Office." We all gave him a look. "Okay, I might have broken into the Administration Office. Can we just focus on the signatures, please? They're different." Mal looked at them.
"They're sort of different." I took the paper from her and looked at them.
"They're completely different." Sti said looking at both of them. "Come on." Stiles said trying to get them on the same page. "Look. The garlands don't match, the undulations of the sinuous stroke are totally off. And look, look at this. Perfect example of the Criminal Tremor." He explained to them, I looked at them.
"Yeah, I see it."
"So now, Theo is Theo, but his parents aren't his parents?"
"Someone's not someone. And when I figure out who that someone really is, someone's in big trouble." Stiles said making me smile.
"But no one's done anything wrong." I groaned.
"Yet. If Theo's parents are both psychotic killers then obviously, we should not trust him, right?" I winced.
"My parents are Peter and the Desert Wolf."
"Okay... It's fine. You know what? I'll figure it out myself. Right? I don't need you or you or you." He began to walk away, I sighed looking at the group. "I don't need anyone."
"I promised to meet Brett, since it is half day, I want to spend sometime I have with him. Bye guys."
"Bye." I walked out taking out my phone.
-Hey, you otw?
-already here, love.
I smiled walking out the school seeing Brett leaning against his car looking down at his phone. "Hey, you." He looked up as I spoke, he slipped his phone in his pocket, grabbing my hips, crashing his lips to mine.
"Hey, love." I smiled and walked around to the other side of the car. "How was school?"
"Great." I hopped in, Brett a second later. "It was good. You?"
"Same." When we pulled up to the building, he opened my door leading me to my own house. I smiled, and unlocked my door, throwing the keys next to it before running to my room. I plopped down on my bed, sighing at the comfortable-ness. I gasped for air when something heavy fell on top of me. "Get your ass off me." I laughed as best I could and wiggled.
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to get the elephant off me."
"I do not weigh 5,000 or 14,000 pounds. I weigh 187 thank you very much."
"Whatever fat ass." I kept wiggling till he fell of the bed, I let out a yelp as he grabbed my waist dragging me with him. "Ass."
"Hey there princess." I looked down at him giving him the best glare I can.
"Happy? Now we're both off the bed."
"So? If you would of wiggled me the other way, we wouldn't be in this situation." I gasp and plucked his nose.
"You are not blaming me." I shook my head as he laughed. "You're an ass."
"And you are.." He paused for a second, pulling a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Beautiful." I felt heat rise up to my face and looked anywhere but him. He leaned up kissing me softly, I pulled back letting him sit up more. Before we knew it, we were both back on my bed, making out, resting our heads against each other trying to catch our breaths. I smiled before pushing him off the bed. "Really, love?"
"Pay back." I stuck out my tongue, turning on my TV. I flipped through channels. I let out a yelp as a pillow was thrown at me. "Oh it is on!" I grabbed a pillow and hit him in the legs. He hit me in the stomach. I laughed as we grabbed anything that resembled a pillow and whacked each other with it. Feathers from the pillows flew in the air, littering the floor. After an hour or two of us whacking each other, we both became tired, my arms were aching and my heart was racing. We began to pant like dogs who ran around the dog park. I flopped down on the feathers that spread all over the room floor, as he laid back on my bed.
"You win." I laughed lightly, looking down at him.
"I always win." I said sarcastically putting my hand up. I heard a chuckle before my face came in contact with a pillow. "Ow you ass." I picked it up throwing it back at his face, only hitting the end of the bed.
"That didn't hurt." He rolled off my bed, dragging the covers with him, I just laid there looking at my now messed up room. He laid beside me laughing slightly, this feels so peaceful. "I never noticed how long your hair is." I looked at him as he played with the bottom of my hair. I looked at him and saw his hair was pulled back by sweat. I laughed moving my fingers through his hair.
"Your hair is everywhere." He just looked at me smiling.
"What?" He stood up bringing me up with him, he threw some feathers on the bed, bringing me up with him. "Yes?" He just smiled before jumping on the bed, letting the feathers fly into the air. I smiled and looked around as the fell around us.
"Pretty huh? Come here." I smiled, leaning up, kissing him softly, we pulled away resting our heads together. We both looked at the door as a camera went off. "Hey dad?"
"I heard the bed squeaking. Thank god, it's not what I thought." My eyes widen and I shook my head.
"Nope, just jumping on the bed."
"Well, you two have fun." I laughed as he closed the door, we both fell down, next to each other.